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Hello everyone, I am your pen god. On April 2, 1805, the Danish 19th-century fairy tale writer Hans Christian Andersen was born in Odense, Fien Island, Denmark, graduated from the University of Copenhagen, and is known as the "sun of world children's literature".
Andersen received a royal tribute before his birth, praised as "bringing joy to a generation of children across Europe". His fairy tale works have been translated into more than 150 languages and published worldwide. In terms of adult works, the novel "Improv Poet" has earned him an international reputation and is a masterpiece of his adult literature. On August 4, 1875, Hans Christian Andersen died of liver cancer at the age of 70.
Andersen's works accompany the childhood of each small pen, and many of the classic sentences in Andersen's fairy tales can still be written in the composition, and today I will come to you to write the classic sentences that can be written into the composition.
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As long as you are a swan egg, it doesn't matter if you are born in a chicken farm.
02
Life is beautiful! Let's not keep our heads hanging! Go ahead.
03
With some small achievements, I don't seek to be motivated, which is completely out of line with my character. It's good to climb up a ladder, but as long as you have the strength, it means you have to move on.
04
Any firework that can rush up and emit may be beautiful.
05
Just living is not enough. one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.—hans christian andersen . It is not enough for the mountain to learn the next, but to plant a great need for the sun, freedom, and a little fragrance of flowers.
Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales
06
When I was an ugly duckling, I never dreamed that there would be so much happiness! - "The Ugly Duckling"
07
She knew it was the last night she saw him——— for him, she left her people and family, she handed over her beautiful voice, she endured endless pain every day, and yet he knew nothing. It was the last night she could breathe the same air with him, the last night she could see the deep sea and the starry sky. - "The Daughter of the Sea"
08
"Please take me away!" Take it to a place where there is no cold, no hunger. I know that as soon as this match is extinguished, you will be gone. Like the warm stove, the beautiful roast goose, the happy Christmas tree, I couldn't see anything. So the little girl rowed all the remaining matches, because she wanted to keep her grandmother very much. - "The Little Girl Who Sold Matches"
09
Everyone's life is a fairy tale written by God.
10
There was a small, lonely hut, lying on the shore of the rising waves, surrounded only by the sky and the sea, only cliffs and cliffs. There is no limit to the horizon, but the little hut houses all the happiness of the world, because the lover is by his side.
11
One can't always be smooth sailing, and one always has to try everything to know more.
12
Life is a fairy tale. My life is also a fairy tale. This fairy tale is full of wandering hardships and twists and turns of persistent pursuit.
13
Nothing is too high for a man to reach, but he must climb with care and confidence.
14
To be of use to the world is the only way to be happy.
15
He had to change into a new set of clothes every hour of the day. When people refer to the emperor, they always say, "The emperor is in the conference room." But when people mention him, they always say, "The emperor is in the dressing room."
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She knew it was the last night she saw him for him, she left her people and family, she handed over her beautiful voice, she endured endless pain every day, and yet he knew nothing. It was the last night she could breathe the same air with him, the last night she could see the deep sea and the starry sky.
17
She can do whatever she wants, because she is a very arrogant and stubborn child. She and Gerda sat in the car, scurrying over the stumps and thorns until they ran into the forest. The Little Robber Girl is the same age as Gerda, but she is stronger and has wider shoulders. Her skin was brown, her eyes were dark, almost gloomy.
18
The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Finally the snowflakes looked like giant white chickens. The big sleigh suddenly jumped to the side and stopped; the man on the sled stood up. The man's leather coat and hat were made entirely of snowflakes. It turned out to be a woman, tall and slender, with a white glow all over her body.
19
History flapped its mighty wings and flew through the centuries, reflecting many bright pictures on this dark background of the glorious thorny road, summoning up our courage, giving us comfort, and promoting our inner peace. This glorious thorny road, unlike fairy tales, does not come to a glorious and happy end in this life, but it transcends the times and goes to eternity.
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Life is a fairy tale. Full of wandering hardships and persistent pursuits of twists and turns, my life is uncertain, my soul is wandering, fairy tales are the lamp of Aladdin who wandered all my life.