2. The waves beat the messy stones under his feet, and the dry sea breeze blowing from distant Turkey blew his face. The coast of the harbor is irregularly arched, and the breakwater made of steel and cement blocks the waves. The winding mountain range extends to the sea and suddenly stops. The white houses in the suburbs are arranged between the peaks and extend into the distance. The old suburban park is very quiet. The yellow maple leaves swept by the autumn wind slowly landed on the overgrown path that had not been cleaned for a long time. (Render the atmosphere for the following)
His hand touched the flat body of the Browning pistol in his pocket, and his fingers were used to hold the handle. He slowly pulled out his pistol. "Who would have thought that you would have such a day?" The gun looked him in the eye contemptuously. Paul put the pistol on his knee and reprimanded severely: "Brother, this is false heroism! Any time, any fool, kill yourself. This is the most cowardly and easiest way to get out of trouble. If you can't live, you will die. Have you ever tried to beat this life? Did you try your best to get rid of this hoop? Don't you forget that 17 times a day, near lenski New Town, you finally overcame all difficulties and conquered the city? Put away your pistol and never tell anyone. Even if life is unbearable, live a good life and make life beneficial and fulfilling. " He stood up and walked to the road. A mountain man driving a carriage into town took him on the road. He bought a local newspaper at the crossroads. There is a notice in the newspaper that a party member from this city has been asked to attend a meeting of Demjan Bedney Club. It was already late at night when Paul got home. He made a speech at the meeting. He didn't expect this to be his last speech at the conference. In the form of inner monologue, it vividly depicts the whole process of Paul's victory over weakness and self at the severe moment of illness and loss of combat ability, and his psychological depiction is delicate and touching. )
4. Paul smiled and comforted her and said, "Tomorrow they will send me a board made of cardboard. I can't write without this tablet. I will overlap words in different lines. It took me a long time to come up with such a way, that is, to carve spaces on the cardboard so that my pencil would not be written outside the straight grid. I can't see what I wrote. It is difficult to write, but it is not impossible. I am convinced of this. I tried for a long time, and I couldn't write well at first. Now I write slowly and carefully, and the words I write are quite good. " Paul began to work. He is going to write a novella about the heroic cavalry division in Kotovschi, and the title came out without thinking: The Life of the Storm. From this day on, Paul devoted himself to the creation of this book. He writes slowly, line after line, page after page. He forgot everything, immersed himself in the characters in the book, and tasted the hardships of creation for the first time: sometimes those vivid and unforgettable scenes reappeared clearly in his mind, but they could not be expressed in pen and ink, and the written words seemed so pale and weak, lacking vitality and passion.
His hand touched the flat body of the Browning pistol in his pocket, and his fingers were used to hold the handle. He slowly pulled out his pistol. "Who would have thought that you would have such a day?" The gun looked him in the eye contemptuously. Paul put the pistol on his knee and reprimanded severely: "Brother, this is false heroism! Any time, any fool, kill yourself. This is the most cowardly and easiest way to get out of trouble. If you can't live, you will die. Have you ever tried to beat this life? Did you try your best to get rid of this hoop? Don't you forget that 17 times a day, near lenski New Town, you finally overcame all difficulties and conquered the city? Put away your pistol and never tell anyone. Even if life is unbearable, live a good life and make life beneficial and fulfilling. " He stood up and walked to the road. A mountain man driving a carriage into town took him on the road. He bought a local newspaper at the crossroads. There is a notice in the newspaper that a party member from this city has been asked to attend a meeting of Demjan Bedney Club. It was already late at night when Paul got home. He made a speech at the meeting. He didn't expect this to be his last speech at the conference. What is described here is Paul's mental crisis. In the form of inner monologue, it vividly depicts Paul's inner despair, vacillation and the whole process of finally defeating weakness and self at the severe moment of illness and loss of combat ability. The psychological depiction is delicate and touching.
6. The waves beat the messy stones under his feet, and the dry sea breeze blowing from distant Turkey blew his face. The coast of the harbor is irregularly arched, and the breakwater made of steel and cement blocks the waves. The winding mountain range extends to the sea and suddenly stops. The white houses in the suburbs are arranged between the peaks and extend into the distance. The old suburban park is very quiet. The yellow maple leaves swept by the autumn wind slowly landed on the overgrown path that had not been cleaned for a long time. An old Persian coachman pulled Paul here from the city. When he helped the eccentric passenger get off the bus, he couldn't help asking, "Why are you here? There are no girls here, and there is no theater. Only wolves roam here ... What are you doing here? I really don't understand! Mr. Comrade, let's go back in my car! " Kochagin paid the fare and the old man left. The park is empty. Paul found a bench by the sea and sat down, facing the sun. He came to this secluded place by car in order to consider how to arrange his future life. It's time to summarize and make a decision. With his coming again, the contradiction of the Chucham family intensified to the extreme. When the old man heard that he was coming again, he lost his temper and made a noise at home. It was Paul who led the resistance. The old man didn't expect to be strongly resisted by his wife and two daughters, so from the day Paul came for the second time, the family separated, and the two sides were hostile to each other. The corridor leading to the old couple's room has been nailed down, and a small wing has been rented to Kochakin. The rent has been paid in advance to the elderly. He seemed to calm down soon, because his two daughters went out independently and he no longer needed to bear the living expenses. For diplomatic reasons, Albina still lives with the elderly. The old man never goes where young people live. He doesn't want to see that hateful man. However, in the yard, he spouted smoke like a locomotive to show that he was the master here.
7. Before the old man went to work in a cooperative, he knew two industries: shoemaker and carpenter. Now, he regards the board house as a workshop, and works in it whenever he has time to earn some extra money. He quickly moved the workbench under Paul's window, deliberately embarrassing the tenants. He banged on the nail and was in high spirits. He knew it would hinder Paul from reading. "You wait, one day I will kick you out of here ..." He often talks to himself. In the distance, near the horizon, the smoke columns on the ship spread like dark clouds. A flock of seagulls screamed and jumped into the sea. Kochakin held his head in his hands and lost in thought. His whole life, from childhood to now, flashed before his eyes. How did he spend these twenty-four years? Is it good or not? He looks back on the past year after year and looks at his life like an impartial judge. As a result, he was very satisfied and he had a good life. Of course, I also made many mistakes because of stupidity, youth and ignorance. But the most important thing is that in the hot years of struggle, he didn't sleep, and found his post in the cruel struggle for power. There were a few drops of his blood on the red flag of the revolution. He didn't leave the team until he exhausted all his energy. Now that his health has collapsed, he can't hold on any longer. There's only one way to get into the rear hospital. He still remembers that in the fierce battle near Warsaw, a soldier was shot, fell off his horse and fell to the ground. Comrades quickly bandaged his wound, handed it over to the ambulance personnel, and continued to gallop forward to catch up with the enemy. The cavalry company didn't stop because one soldier was missing. This is the case when fighting for a great cause, and it should be the case. Of course there are exceptions. He has seen a machine gunner without legs, sitting on a machine gun and fighting. They are warriors who frighten the enemy, and their machine guns send death and destruction to the enemy. They have become the pride of each team with their iron will and accurate marksmanship. However, such people are rare. Now, his body has completely collapsed and there is no hope of returning to the team. What should he do with himself? He finally learned the real illness from Bazhanova: he should be mentally prepared, and more terrible things will happen to him in the future. So, what should we do? This unsolved problem is like a gloomy black hole in front of him. Now that he has lost the most precious thing-fighting ability, what's the point of living? In the bleak tomorrow today, what can he use to prove that he has not wasted his time? What can I use to enrich my life? Just eating, drinking and breathing? Just as a helpless bystander, watching the comrades bravely move forward? Just a burden to this team? Should we destroy this body that betrayed him? Just a shot in the heart and all the problems will be solved! I used to live a good life, and now I should be able to end this life in time. A dying soldier doesn't want to struggle any more. Who can blame him?
8. "Life is the most precious thing for people, and life belongs to people only once. A man's life should be spent like this: when he looks back on the past, he will not regret wasting his time, nor will he be ashamed of doing nothing. In this way, when he dies, he can say,' My life and all my energy have been devoted to the most magnificent cause in the world-the struggle for the liberation of mankind.' "
9. Paul and Daya went to Moscow and stayed in the archives of an institution for a few days. The head of this institution helped Paul to live in a specialized hospital. Until now, Paul realized that it is relatively simple and easy to be strong when a person is young and strong; Nowadays, it is a glorious achievement to persist when life is like a hoop around you. Paul had lived in the archives for a year and a half that night. The pain he suffered in the past 18 months cannot be expressed in words. In the hospital, Professor Averbakh told Paul bluntly that it was impossible to restore his vision. In the case of hopeless future, if the inflammation can disappear, pupil surgery can be tried. He suggested surgical treatment to eliminate inflammation first. They asked Paul for advice. Paul said he agreed with whatever the doctor thought needed to be done. When he was lying on the operating table, a scalpel cut his neck and removed one parathyroid gland, the black wings of death touched him three times. However, Paul's vitality is very tenacious. Daya is waiting anxiously outside. A few hours later, she saw her husband's face as pale as a dead man, but he was still alive and calm as usual: "Good girl, don't worry, I won't go to the coffin so easily." I want to live, even if it is deliberately against the predictions of those medical authorities. Their diagnosis of my illness is completely correct, but it is a big mistake to write a certificate saying that I 100% lose my ability to work. We will wait and see! " Paul firmly chose a road, determined to return to the team of new life builders through this road.
10. Winter has passed and spring is full outside the window. Paul survived the last operation, but he lost a lot of blood. He felt that he couldn't stay in the hospital any longer. It is more difficult for him to live for such a long time in the pain of various patients, groans and wails of the dying than to endure his own pain. The doctor advised him to have another operation, and he said coldly and stiffly, "That's it." I'm full. I have given part of my blood to science, and left the rest for me to do other things. "On the same day, Paul wrote a letter to the Central Committee, asking for help to settle in Moscow. Because his wife works locally, it is useless for him to continue to be hospitalized in various places. For the first time in his life, he turned to the party organization for help. Moscow Soviet allocated him a house. So Paul left the hospital. His only hope at that time was never to come back. The house is in a quiet alley in Krupotkin Street, which is very simple, but in his view, it is already very luxurious. When he wakes up at night, he often doesn't believe that he has left the hospital far away. Daya has been transformed into a formal party member. She works very hard. Although her personal life is very unfortunate, she has not fallen behind other advanced workers. The workers trusted the taciturn woman worker: she was elected as a member of the factory committee. Paul was proud that his lifelong partner became a Bolshevik, which eased his pain. On one occasion, Bazhanova went to Moscow on business to visit Paul. They had a long talk. Paul enthusiastically told her the road he chose, through which he would be able to return to the ranks of soldiers. Bazhanova found the silver hair on Kochakin's temple and said softly, "I can see that you have suffered a lot, but you still haven't lost your never-ending enthusiasm. What could be more valuable than this? You've been preparing for five years, and now you've decided to start writing. Good. But how to write it? " Paul smiled and comforted her and said, "Tomorrow they will send me a carved board made of cardboard. I can't write without this tablet. I will overlap words in different lines. It took me a long time to come up with such a way, that is, to carve spaces on the cardboard so that my pencil would not be written outside the straight grid. I can't see what I wrote. It is difficult to write, but it is not impossible. I am convinced of this. I tried for a long time, but I couldn't write well at first. Now I write slowly and carefully, and my handwriting is quite good. " Paul began to work. He is going to write a novella about the heroic cavalry division in Kotovschi, and the title came out without thinking: The Life of the Storm. From this day on, Paul devoted himself to the creation of this book. He writes slowly, line after line, page after page. He forgot everything, immersed himself in the characters in the book, and tasted the hardships of creation for the first time: sometimes those vivid and unforgettable scenes reappeared clearly in his mind, but they could not be expressed in pen and ink, and the written words seemed so pale and weak, lacking vitality and passion. He must memorize all the written parts word for word. Otherwise, once the clue is broken, the work will be hindered. The mother looked at her son's work with trepidation. In the process of work, he has to recite from memory page by page, even chapter by chapter, so his mother sometimes thinks he is crazy. She was afraid to go near Paul when he was writing. She just said timidly, "Paul Fu Lusha, you'd better do something else. I've never seen anything like you, and I can't finish it ... "Paul couldn't help laughing when he saw his mother so depressed and comforted the old lady that he was not completely" crazy ".
1. 16-year-old Paul works as a coolie in a bakery, and his mother is the chef of Mayor Lisinski's family. Victor, the mayor's son, spent three gold coins to make Paul jump from the wooden bridge into the river for fun. In order to get these three gold coins to support his family, Paul jumped off the bridge regardless of the danger. But when he asked Victor for money, he was insulted and laughed at by Victor. Paul angrily beat Victor up at the party of the upper class, which aroused the sympathy of Togna, the daughter of the town doctor Tumanov.
The Germans occupied Paul's hometown. Mayor Rickaski opened the door to welcome Germans into the city. Paul sprinkled cigarette ash on the bread for the Germans. The Germans made a fool of themselves for this. Paul was beaten and his mother was kicked out of the mayor's house.
3. Germans posted notices of gun collection everywhere. My brother Aerjiaom forced Paul to dig out his hidden pike and smash it overnight. He warned his younger brother that if the enemy found him out, he would be the first person to be shot, so there would be no one to support his family.
Mother sent Paul to a hotel in Prohor as an apprentice, and the guys bossed around the new apprentice, but Fu, a female worker, felt sorry for him.
Zhu, an underground party member, came to town. He is a good friend of Aerjiaom, and Paul likes him very much. Valia, the sister of his good friend Seryosha, is a cleaner in castle wolfenstein, and often tells Zhu about eavesdropping.
Prohor, the owner of the hotel, forced Fu, a female worker, to sleep with a German officer who came to drink, but shamelessly deducted her due money and vowed to drive her out. Paul was really angry, but he picked up boiling water and poured it on Prohor, only to be beaten up by Prohor.
7. The Germans threatened Aljim and Selyosha's father Bruzak to drive a train to send reinforcements to the front. Three honest train drivers killed the German soldiers who escorted them halfway and abandoned the car to escape.
Victor has always had a crush on Tonya. He attacked her while she was reading by the river, but Tonya refused. Victor was angry with Paul who was fishing by the side and got into a fight with him. Paul fought back with Zhu's movements and defeated Victor who came in a hurry.
9. Valeria overheard that the enemy was going to slaughter the local Jews, so she quickly reported it to Zhu. Zhu quickly organized the masses to hide Jews in their own homes. Selyosha's girlfriend, Ilina, is also Jewish, but she was left by the owner Mikhelson to guard the shop before she left.
10. Tonya and Paul meet in a pear blossom forest. Tonya told Paul the story of Romeo and Juliet, and the hero and heroine's loyalty to love deeply touched Paul. They were immersed in the warmth of love, and a crisp gunshot broke the peace. Paul took out his pistol, but Tonya took it away. She left the forest quickly with Paul.
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