The Day for Kangaroo
There were four kangaroos in the pen: one male and two females, and the other was a newborn baby kangaroo. She and I were the only ones in front of the kangaroo pen. The zoo is not very crowded, and it was a Monday morning, so there were many more animals than visitors coming in.
Memories: places and people
Brooklyn: three-lane street. Bridges. Churches and cemeteries everywhere. And candy stores. A little boy helps an old man with a beard cross the street and says, "Happy Sabbath." The old man smiles and knocks his pipe clean on the boy's head. The boy cries and runs home. ...... Exasperating heat and humidity envelop the district. The residents brought their folding chairs out into the street after dinner to sit and chat. Suddenly it started to snow. People were puzzled. A vendor called down the street to sell hot pretzels. He was attacked by several dogs and chased up a tree. Unfortunately, there were several other dogs in the tree.
Mr.Winder climbs a tree
After the national liberation in 1949, Qian Zhongshu and I got an appointment letter from Tsinghua University and returned to our alma mater as teachers. Mr. Wendell was our teacher. It was said that he was quite "emotional" and had some "progressive baggage". Our predecessors, such as Zhou Peiyuan and Ye Qisun, as well as Mr. Wende's old friend, Zhang Xiruo, instructed us both to visit Mr. Wende more often to persuade and counsel him. I did not dare to go because Mr. Wen had the reputation of being a "woman hater". Chung Shu laughed at my words and said that I was so old that I did not even understand the meaning of this word. From then on, I often followed Zhong Shu and went with him, and Mr. Wen and I were very friendly. Because I was more obedient than Zhong Shu, I always obeyed him like a student when he introduced me to any book. Mr. Wen was also not convinced because the salary of the "Soviet expert" was three times higher than his, but after our explanation, he was calmed down. Soon Zhong Shu was seconded to the city to participate in the translation of Mao's Selected Works, so the task of visiting Mr. Wen fell on me alone.
The shuttle bus
After driving for several years, I took the bus to work on a whim today, and I was a bit apprehensive. On a summer morning, the sky was blank and bright, and the morning breeze was fresh and soft. Looking from afar, the city lanes of different kinds of vehicles slowly and orderly drive, from the east to the west, and also from the west to the east, the intersection of vehicles driving staggered in an orderly manner.
After the end of the play
Naka Daleni Delaney returned from the theater with her mother, where a play called "Evgeny Onegin" was performed that day. Onegin". She ran to her house, quickly undressed, undid her hair, put on a short skirt and blouse, sat down at the table and tried to write a letter in the style of Dagyana.
The symbolic control
In the year 10,000, the level of technology of human beings on Earth has reached the level of perfection. In this age of technological explosion, the total number of robots on Earth is already comparable to humans. The capabilities and intelligence of the robots were astonishing. Finally, in 11111, the robots began to wage war on humans, trying to make humans extinct and machines dominate the world. Since the people of Earth did not take precautions, they were all killed by the robots one by one. Eventually, only the last person left on Earth - a robotics expert. He manipulated his many, many robots to protect himself, only to be spared.
The Sleeping Flowers
I often think incredibly about trivial issues. As soon as I arrived at Atami's hotel yesterday, the people at the hotel brought begonias that were different from the flowers in the niches. I was so tired that I went to bed early. I woke up at 4 a.m. and found that the begonia flowers were not sleeping.