Showing posts with label animal painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label animal painting. Show all posts

Mar 5, 2008

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``I'm ill tonight, Catherine, love,'' he said; ``and you must have all the talk, and let me listen. Come, and sit by me. I was sure you wouldn't break your word, and I'll make you promise again, before you go.''
`I knew now that I mustn't tease him, as he `was ill; and I spoke softly and put no questions, and avoided irritating him in any way. I had brought some of my nicest books for him; he asked me to read a little of one, and I was about to comply, when Earnshaw burst the door open: having gathered venom with reflection. He advanced direct to us, seized Linton by the arm, and swung him off the seat.
``Get to thy own room!'' he said, in a voice almost inarticulate with passion; and his face looked swelled and furious. ``Take her there if she comes to see thee: thou shalln't keep me out of this. Begone wi' ye both!'' He swore at us, and left Linton no time to answer, nearly throwing him into the kitchen; and he clenched his fist as I followed, seemingly longing to knock me down. I was afraid for a moment, and I let one volume fall; he kicked it after me, and shut us out. I heard a malignant, crackly laugh by the fire, and turning, beheld that odious Joseph standing rubbing his bony hands, and quivering.

Dec 25, 2007

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unfortunate, rendering her dismissal necessary, she was succeeded (with intervals of Mrs. Kidgerbury) by a long line of Incapables; terminating in a young person of genteel appearance, who went to Greenwich Fair in Dora's bonnet. After whom I remember nothing but an average equality of failure. ¡¡¡¡Everybody we had anything to do with seemed to cheat us. Our appearance in a shop was a signal for the damaged goods to be brought out immediately. If we bought a lobster, it was full of water.
All our meat turned out to be tough, and there was hardly any crust to our loaves. In search of the principle on which joints ought to be roasted, to be roasted enough, and not too much, I myself referred to the Cookery Book, and found it there established as the allowance of a quarter of an hour to every pound, and say a quarter over. But the principle always failed us by some curious fatality, and we never could hit any medium between redness and cinders

Oct 25, 2007

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But I was not content with this Discovery; but having now more Courage, and consequently more Curiosity, I takes my Man Friday with me, giving him the Sword in his Hand, with the Bow and Arrows at his Back, which I found he could use very dextrously, making him carry one Gun for me, and I two for my self, and away we march'd to the Place, where these Creatures had been; for I had a Mind now to get some fuller Intelligence of them: When I came to the Place, my very Blood ran chill in my Veins, and my Heart sunk within me, at the Horror of the Spectacle: indeed it was a dreadful Sight, at least it was so to me; though Friday made nothing of it: The Place was cover'd with humane Bones, the Ground dy'd with their Blood, great Pieces of Flesh left here and there, half eaten, mangl'd and scorch'd; and in
short, all the Tokens of the triumphant Feast they had been making there, after a Victory over their Enemies; I saw three Skulls, five Hands, and the Bones of three or four Legs and Feet, and abundance of other Parts of the Bodies; and Friday, by his Signs, made me under stand, that they brought over four Prisoners to feast upon; that three of them were eaten up, and that he, pointing to himself, was the fourth: That there had been a great Battle between them, and their next King, whose Subjects it seems he had been one of; and that they had taken a great Number of Prisoners, all which were carry'd to several Places by those that had taken them in the Fight, in order to feast upon them, as was done here by these Wretches upon those they brought hither.

Oct 24, 2007

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I had Tortoise or Turtles enough; but now and then one, was as much as I could put to any use. I had Timber enough to have built a Fleet of Ships. I had Grapes enough to have made Wine, or to have cur'd into Raisins, to have loaded that Fleet, when they had been built. But all I could make use of, was, All that was valuable. I had enough to eat, and to supply my Wants, and, what was all the rest to me? If I kill'd more Flesh than I could eat, the Dog must eat it, or the Vermin. If I sow'd more Corn than I could eat, it must be spoil'd. The Trees that I cut down, were lying to rot on the Ground. I could make no more use of them than for Fewel; and that I had no Occasion for, but to dress my Food.
In a Word, The Nature and Experience of Things dictated to me upon just Reflection, That all the good Things of this World, are no farther good to us, than they are for our Use; and that whatever we may heap up indeed to give others, we enjoy just as much as we can use, and no more. The most covetous griping Miser in the World would have been cur'd of the Vice of Covetousness, if he had been in my Case; for I possess'd infinitely more than I knew what to do with. I had no room for Desire, except it was of Things which I had not, and they were but Trifles, though indeed of great Use to me. I had, as I hinted before, a Parcel of Money, as well Gold as Silver, about thirty six Pounds Sterling: Alas! There the nasty sorry useless Stuff lay; I had no manner of Business for it; and I often thought with my self, That I would have given a Handful of it for a Gross of Tobacco-Pipes, or for a Hand-Mill to grind my Corn; nay, I would have given it all for Sixpenny-worth of Turnip and Carrot Seed out of England, or for a Handful of Pease and Beans, and a Bottle of Ink: As it was, I had not the least advantage by it, or Benefit from it; but there it lay in a Drawer, and grew mouldy with the Damp of the Cave, in the wet Season; and if I had had the Drawer full of Diamonds, it had been the same Case; and they had been of no manner of Value to me, because of no Use.

Oct 23, 2007

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What the Shore was, whether Rock or Sand, whether Steep or Shoal, we knew not; the only Hope that could rationally give us the least Shadow of Expectation, was, if we might happen into some Bay or Gulph, or the Mouth of some River, where by great Chance we might have run our Boat in, or got under the Lee of the Land, and perhaps made smooth Water. But there was nothing of this appeared; but as we made nearer and nearer the Shore, the Land look'd more frightful than the Sea.
After we had row'd, or rather driven about a League and Half, as we reckon'd it, a raging Wave, Mountain-like, came rowling a-stern of us, and plainly bad us expect the Coup de Grace. In a word, it took us with such a Fury, that it overset the Boat at once; and separating us as well from the Boat, as from one another, gave us not time hardly to say, O God! for we were all swallowed up in a Moment.
Nothing can describe the Confusion of Thought which I felt when I sunk into the Water; for tho' I swam very well, yet I could not deliver my self from the Waves so as to draw Breath, till that Wave having driven me, or rather carried me a vast Way on towards the Shore, and having spent it self, went back, and left me upon the Land almost dry, but half-dead with the Water I took in. I had so much Presence of Mind as well as Breath left, that seeing my self nearer the main Land than I expected, I got upon my Feet, and endeavoured to make on towards the Land as fast as I could, before another Wave should return, and take me up again. But I soon found it was impossible to avoid it; for I saw the Sea come after me as high as a great Hill, and as furious as an Enemy which I had no Means or Strength to contend with; my Business was to hold my Breath, and raise my self upon the Water, if I could; and so by swimming to preserve my Breathing, and Pilot my self towards the Shore, if possible; my greatest Concern now being, that the Sea, as it would carry me a great Way towards the Shore when it came on, might not carry me back again with it when it gave back towards the Sea.

Oct 22, 2007

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`From the Grange,' I replied; `and while they make me lodging room there, I want to finish my business with your master; because I don't think of having another opportunity in a hurry.'
`What business, sir?' said Nelly, conducting me into the house. `He's gone out at present, and won't return soon.'
`About the rent,' I answered.
`Oh! then it is with Mrs Heathcliff you must settle,' she observed; `or rather with me. She has not learnt to manage her affairs yet, and I act for her: there's nobody else.'
I looked surprised.
`Ah! you have not heard of Heathcliff's death, I see,' she continued.
`Heathcliff dead!' I exclaimed, astonished. `How long ago?'
`Three months since: but sit down and let me take your hat, and I'll tell you all about it. Stop, you have had nothing to eat, have you?'
`I want nothing: I have ordered supper at home. You sit down too. I never dreamt of his dying! Let me hear how it came to pass. You say you don't expect them back for some time--the young people?'
`No--I have to scold them every evening for their late rambles: but they don't care for me. At least have a drink of our old ale; it will do you good: you seem weary.'
She hastened to fetch it before I could refuse, and I heard Joseph asking whether `it warn't a crying scandal that she should have fellies at her time of life? And then, to get them jocks out uh' t' maister's cellar! He fair shaamed to `bide still and see it.'

Oct 18, 2007

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As soon as I had perused this epistle, I went to the master, and informed him that his sister had arrived at the Heights, and sent me a letter expressing her sorrow for Mrs Linton's situation, and her ardent desire to see him; with a wish that he would transmit to her, as early as possible, some token of forgiveness by me.
`Forgiveness!' said Linton. `I have nothing to forgive her, Ellen. You may call at Wuthering Heights this afternoon, if you like, and say that I am not angry, but I'm sorry to have lost her; especially as I can never think she'll be happy. It is out of the question my going to see her, however: we are eternally divided; and should she really wish to oblige me, let her persuade the villain she has married to leave the country.'
`And you won't write her a little note, sir?' I asked imploringly.
`No,' he answered. `It is needless. My communication with Heathcliff's family shall be as sparing as his with mine. It shall not exist!'
Mr Edgar's coldness depressed me exceedingly; and all the way from the Grange I puzzled my brains how to put more heart into what he said, when I repeated it; and how to soften his refusal of even a few lines to console Isabella. I dare say she had been on the watch for me since morning: I saw her looking through the lattice, as I came up the garden causeway, and I nodded to her; but she drew back, as if afraid of being observed. I entered without knocking. There never was such a dreary, dismal scene as the formerly cheerful house presented! I must confess, that if I had been in the young lady's place, I would, at least, have swept the hearth, and wiped the tables with a duster. But she already partook of the pervading spirit of neglect which encompassed her. Her pretty face was wan and listless; her hair uncurled: some locks hanging lankly down, and some carelessly twisted round her head. Probably she had not touched her dress since yester evening. Hindley was not there. Mr Heathcliff sat at a table, turning over some papers in his pocket-book; but he rose when I appeared, asked me how I did, quite friendly, and offered me a chair.

Oct 17, 2007

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Not at your command!' retorted Hareton. `If you set store on him, you'd better be quiet.'
`Then I hope his ghost will haunt you; and I hope Mr Heathcliff will never get another tenant till the Grange is a ruin!' she answered sharply.
`Hearken, hearken, shoo's cursing on 'em!' muttered Joseph, towards whom I had been steering.
He sat within earshot, milking the cows by the light of a lantern, which I seized unceremoniously, and, calling out that I would send it back on the morrow, rushed to the nearest postern.
`Maister, maister, he's stealing t' lantern!' shouted the ancient, pursuing my retreat. `Hey, Gnasher! Hey, dog! Hey, Wolf, holld him, holld him!'
On opening the little door, two hairy monsters flew at my throat, bearing me down and extinguishing the light; while a mingled guffaw from Heathcliff and Hareton, put the copestone on my rage and humiliation. Fortunately, the beasts seemed more bent on stretching their paws and yawning, and flourishing their tails, than devouring me alive; but they would suffer no resurrection, and I was forced to lie till their malignant master pleased to deliver me: then, hatless and trembling with wrath, I ordered the miscreants to let me out--on their peril to keep me one minute longer-with several incoherent threats of retaliation that, in their indefinite depth of virulency, smacked of King Lear.

Oct 16, 2007

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Frederic gives up to them, can be refitted for their reception.'
The first time I found St. John alone after this communication, I
felt tempted to inquire if the event distressed him: but he seemed
so little to need sympathy, that, so far from venturing to offer him
more, I experienced some shame at the recollection of what I had
already hazarded. Besides, I was out of practice in talking to him:
his reserve was again frozen over, and my frankness was congealed
beneath it. He had not kept his promise of treating me like his
sisters; he continually made little, chilling differences between
short, now that I was acknowledged his kinswoman, and lived under
the same roof with him, I felt the distance between us to be far
greater than when he had known me only as the village
schoolmistress. When I remembered how far I had once been admitted
to his confidence, I could hardly comprehend his present frigidity.
Such being the case, I felt not a little surprised when he raised
his head suddenly from the desk over which he was stooping, and said-
'You see, Jane, the battle is fought and the victory won.'
Startled at being thus addressed, I did not immediately reply:
after a moment's hesitation I answered-

Oct 15, 2007

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'Then you condemn me to live wretched and to die accursed?' His
voice rose.
'I advise you to live sinless, and I wish you to die tranquil.'
'Then you snatch love and innocence from me? You fling me back on
lust for a passion- vice for an occupation?'
'Mr. Rochester, I no more assign this fate to you than I grasp at
it for myself. We were born to strive and endure- you as well as I: do
so. You will forget me before I forget you.'
'You make me a liar by such language: you sully my honour. I
declared I could not change: you tell me to my face I shall change
soon. And what a distortion in your judgment, what a perversity in
your ideas, is proved by your conduct! Is it better to drive a
fellow-creature to despair than to transgress a mere human law, no man
being injured by the breach? for you have neither relatives nor
acquaintances whom you need fear to offend by living with me?'
This was true: and while he spoke my very conscience and reason
turned traitors against me, and charged me with crime in resisting
him. They spoke almost as loud as Feeling: and that clamoured
wildly. 'Oh, comply!' it said. 'Think of his misery; think of his
danger- look at his state when left alone; remember his headlong
nature; consider the recklessness following on despair- soothe him;

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Rochester 'un vrai menteur,' and assuring him that she made no account
whatever of his 'contes de fee,' and that 'du reste, il n'y avait
pas de fees, et quand meme il y en avait': she was sure they would
never appear to him, nor ever give him rings, or offer to live with
him in the moon.
The hour spent at Millcote was a somewhat harassing one to me.
Mr. Rochester obliged me to go to a certain silk warehouse: there I
was ordered to choose half a dozen dresses. I hated the business, I
dint of entreaties expressed in energetic whispers, I reduced the
half-dozen to two: these, however, he vowed he would select himself.
With anxiety I watched his eye rove over the gay stores: he fixed on a
rich silk of the most brilliant amethyst dye, and a superb pink satin.
I told him in a new series of whispers, that he might as well buy me a
gold gown and a silver bonnet at once: I should certainly never
venture to wear his choice. With infinite difficulty, for he was
stubborn as a stone, I persuaded him to make an exchange in favour
of a sober black satin and pearl-grey silk. 'It might pass for the
present,' he said; 'but he would yet see me glittering like a
parterre.'

Oct 13, 2007

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A joyous stir was now audible in the hall: gentlemen's deep tones
and ladies' silvery accents blent harmoniously together, and
distinguishable above all, though not loud, was the sonorous voice
of the master of Thornfield Hall, welcoming his fair and gallant
guests under its roof. Then light steps ascended the stairs; and there
was a tripping through the gallery, and soft cheerful laughs, and
opening and closing doors, and, for a time, a hush.
'Elles changent de toilettes,' said Adele; who, listening
attentively, had followed every movement; and she sighed.
'Chez maman,' said she, 'quand il y avait du monde, je le suivais
partout, au salon et a leurs chambres; souvent je regardais les femmes
de chambre coiffer et habiller les dames, et c'etait si amusant: comme
cela on apprend.'
'Don't you feel hungry, Adele?'
'Mais oui, mademoiselle: voila cinq ou six heures que nous
n'avons pas mange.'
'Well now, while the ladies are in their rooms, I will venture down
and get you something to eat.

Oct 11, 2007

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'There again! Another stick of the penknife, when she pretended
to pat my head: and that is because I said I did not like the
society of children and old women (low be it spoken!). No, young lady,
I am not a general philanthropist; but I bear a conscience'; and he
pointed to the prominences which are said to indicate that faculty,
and which, fortunately for him, were sufficiently conspicuous; giving,
indeed, a marked breadth to the upper part of his head: 'and, besides,
I once had a kind of rude tenderness of heart. When I was as old as
you, I was a feeling fellow enough; partial to the unfledged,
unfostered, and unlucky; but Fortune has knocked me about since: she
has even kneaded me with her knuckles, and now I flatter myself I am
hard and tough as an India-rubber ball; pervious, though, through a
chink or two still, and with one sentient point in the middle of the
lump. Yes: does that leave hope for me?'
'Hope of what, sir?'
'Of my final re-transformation from India-rubber back to flesh?'
'Decidedly he has had too much wine,' I thought; and I did not know

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'There again! Another stick of the penknife, when she pretended
to pat my head: and that is because I said I did not like the
society of children and old women (low be it spoken!). No, young lady,
I am not a general philanthropist; but I bear a conscience'; and he
pointed to the prominences which are said to indicate that faculty,
and which, fortunately for him, were sufficiently conspicuous; giving,
indeed, a marked breadth to the upper part of his head: 'and, besides,
I once had a kind of rude tenderness of heart. When I was as old as
you, I was a feeling fellow enough; partial to the unfledged,
unfostered, and unlucky; but Fortune has knocked me about since: she
has even kneaded me with her knuckles, and now I flatter myself I am
hard and tough as an India-rubber ball; pervious, though, through a
chink or two still, and with one sentient point in the middle of the
lump. Yes: does that leave hope for me?'
'Hope of what, sir?'
'Of my final re-transformation from India-rubber back to flesh?'
'Decidedly he has had too much wine,' I thought; and I did not know

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He scrutinised the reverse of these living medals some five
minutes, then pronounced sentence. These words fell like the knell
of doom-
'All those top-knots must be cut off.'
Miss Temple seemed to remonstrate.
'Madam,' he pursued, 'I have a Master to serve whose kingdom is not
of this world: my mission is to mortify in these girls the lusts of
the flesh; to teach them to clothe themselves with shame-facedness and
sobriety, not with braided hair and costly apparel; and each of the
young persons before us has a string of hair twisted in plaits which
vanity itself might have woven; these, I repeat, must be cut off;
think of the time wasted, of-'
Mr. Brocklehurst was here interrupted: three other visitors,
ladies, now entered the room. They ought to have come a little
sooner to have heard his lecture on dress, for they were splendidly
attired in velvet, silk, and furs. The two younger of the trio (fine
girls of sixteen and seventeen) had grey beaver hats, then in fashion,
shaded with ostrich plumes, and from under the brim of this graceful
head-dress fell a profusion of light tresses, elaborately curled;
the elder lady was enveloped in a costly velvet shawl, trimmed with

Oct 9, 2007

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利用课间操的时间,文丽与梅梅交谈着私事。文丽说:你认识的人多,帮我在学校附近找间房子,最好是楼房带暖气的。
  梅梅奇怪地问:干吗?真想单过啊?佟子能放你走啊?
  文丽冷冷地说:人家今天上海明天广州,全中国到处跑,要不就值大夜班小夜班,我都小半年没见他人影了,再见都不知道还认不认识了。
  梅梅愣一下,说:这怎么会弄成这样,你们从前那会儿多好啊。
  文丽说:甭提从前,都是假的!现在最可怜的是女人了。
  梅梅说:什么可怜?没有爱的,有爱得不到的,才叫可怜。你这算什么?爱了大半辈子了,都五十人了,这玩儿什么呢?
  文丽一脸凄凉,说:老了不值得珍惜了。文丽不愿再说了……
 这一段日子,只要佟志在家,佟家人就有点怪,因为经常要看佟志的脸色。在吃饭时更是如此。大宝不怎么会用筷子,夹菜老掉桌上,而且掉了就用手抓起来再吃,文丽总是用筷子敲大宝的手。今天又是这样,大宝又被文丽敲了手,使劲重了,大宝咧咧嘴要哭,看了佟志的脸色,又不敢哭了。
  佟志放下碗筷,进了厕所。
  文丽说:快吃,看什么看!还那么多功课没复习呢!
  多多小声说:妈,我今晚儿想去庄叔家看《加里森敢死队》,他们家是日本彩电,特清晰。
  文丽火了,说:都什么时候了,还看电视剧,不想考大学了?
  多多说:老师都说劳逸结合!人家同学都看,家长还专门买彩电呢!
  文丽说:你能和人家比吗?学习本来就差!没听你们班主任说你上课跟梦游一样,一天到晚不知道想什么!

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庄说完就走了。佟志看着大庄的背影,也活心了……
  佟志一进家门就听见文丽的声音:哎!乖儿子,爬啊,好好,加油……
  佟志站在门口,只见文丽趴在床上,屁股撅得老高,手里拿个拨浪鼓,在前边引着,逗着大宝在床上练爬呢。
  燕妮和南方喊:爸爸回来啦。
  文丽听到身后动静也不回头,说:吃饭了吗?没吃就下点面吧,剩饭都吃完了。哎,宝贝儿,看妈妈手里是什么?
佟志看着文丽倾注全部精力照顾儿子,叹口气,回身要走。文丽回身看着佟志,问:你不住车间吗?怎么突然回家了?
  佟志说:这是不是我家啊?
  文丽抱起儿子说:废什么话啊,有话赶紧说,发现你现在越来越矫情了!
  佟志在床边坐下。文丽抱着儿子喂水。佟志说:跟你说件事儿。
  文丽说:就知道你有事儿。什么事儿?
  佟志说:你说咱家这么挤,我也没地儿呆,要不我干脆走一段时间得了。你说呢?
  文丽一直在摇晃儿子,听此话愣住了,忘记摇儿子,说:走?什么意思?

Oct 7, 2007

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文丽说:妈,你这说的什么呀!
  文母拿出条小围脖说:这剩点线,本来想给燕妮织副手套,可忘记怎么织了,就织了条围脖,上托儿所别冻着。文母说着起身,满屋子找外孙女:妮儿在哪儿呢?看看去。
  文母蹒跚着往外走。文丽瞅着母亲的背影,心里发酸。
  吃饭的时候,文母把一盘渍酸菜放到文丽面前,文丽吃一口不想吃,筷子杵向一盘腌辣椒。
  文慧盯着文丽,说:哎,还是想吃辣的啊?
  文丽怔了一下,筷子立刻杵向酸菜,说:谁说的,我这天天吃酸菜,吃得直冒酸水,我想换个口味,一见酸的我就烦。
  没人知道文丽说了假话,她大口吃酸菜吃得直恶心,但满脸带着假笑。
  文母说:回头把咱家晒的那杏干拿点回去,泡水喝,也好着呢。
  文慧还想说什么,文丽转移话题,说:妈,你说我这高血压有事儿吗?
  文母说:女人生孩子都血压高,我生你们几个,还有死去的那俩,血压都高。那时候也没人量,反正是头晕、脚肿,跟你现在一模一样,生产的时候也顺顺当当的,生完孩子就没事儿,你说这事儿也怪。
  文秀说:也不能太不当回事儿吧,你不还有两回难产吗?
  文母说:也不能算难产,才几个月就掉了。
  文丽说:医生说是子痫,听说过吗?
  文慧快言快语,说:是不是癫痫一种啊?
  文丽说:你才癫痫哪!不盼我好是吧!
  文母说:现在医疗越发达,名词越多事儿也越多,这女人生孩子天经地义,最自然不过了,怎么会有那么多名堂呢!

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佟志问:这钟老师怎么可怜啊?
  文丽说:我去年就听说他被打成右派了,我还不信。钟老师那么温和的一个人,我看的那些苏联小说都是他教的,多美啊,多革命啊,多浪漫啊,怎么会是右派呢?
  佟志说:怪不得你神神经经的。原来都是这老夫子教的!早知道我当你老师,教你点有用的!
  文丽喊:钟老师不可能是右派!
  佟志说:右派脸上也没刻字,看着和蔼可亲的人就可能是隐藏深的右派,你真是幼稚!
  文丽说: 你什么也不懂,别乱讲!她说着眼睛又红了。
  佟志奇怪了,说:你们老师打右派,和你有什么关系啊?
  文丽说:他女朋友都和他分手了,多可怜啊。他们那么般配,那么相爱,我们都羡慕得不得了。
 佟志笑了,说:他分手他的,与你有什么,你可真是皇帝不急太监急。
  文丽吼一声:不跟你说了,你什么也不懂!
  佟志皱了下眉,这个钟老师佟志是记住了。尽管佟志后来再也没见过他,可是他给文丽带来的心灵震撼却是余波未停。
  周一下班后,佟志一进走廊就觉得味儿不对,推门进来,见文丽拿着个煮奶锅神思恍惚搅和着。佟志敲敲门,文丽没反应,佟志故意重重敲门,文丽一惊,饭锅一抖,锅里盛的咖啡溅出来,洒到浅色布拉吉上。佟志吓一跳,赶紧上前说:我不是成心的啊。你这几天怎么搞的,一惊一乍的。我给你洗,脱下来脱下来。
  没想到文丽拿块抹布擦擦,把咖啡倒进杯里,放桌上,淡然说:没事儿,我做饭去。
  佟志问,这是什么?文丽说是咖啡。
  佟志又问: 我知道这是咖啡,但你没事儿弄这干吗?我怎么不知道你爱喝咖啡?
  文丽抢说: 我也不知道你爱抽烟啊。

Oct 5, 2007

animal painting

小明洗干净的锅,转眼又变成了红锈斑斑的铁锅,倒入面粉,我用空竹筒舀了两筒水倒进去,小明甩开膀子,一下一下地揉面,汗水顺着身体一直流到了沙滩里,真担心他会虚脱。波波这时悄悄拿出了一瓶水,让我们每人喝了两口,他说:“我在南面的大山洞里接的,一滴一滴地接了差不多一个多小时。”生好火煮好水,把揉好的面一块一块掐进刚刚沸腾的水里,掰了一根竹棍,也不管什么卫生了,就往里搅,然后只见形状各异的面疙瘩浮出了水面。我捞起一块就往嘴里塞,牙齿被沙子磨得“沙啦啦”地响。想吐又舍不得,总共就这么点面块啊……
天已渐渐黑尽了,但还是感到肚里空空的。女队员中小兔子是广东人,一屁股坐在沙滩上,掰着菠萝蜜津津有味地吃起来,还说里面的核不要丢,这是可以吃的。大家立即煮了一锅,味道好极了,有点蚕豆的味道。又多了一种充饥的食物了。看来明天食物是充足的了,问题是明天的明天我们吃什么。