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1、catherine earnshaw and heathcliff. catherine earnshaw and heathcliff do love each other very much but they do not have the right attitude towards love which leads to the tragedy. in catherines life she made a very foolish decision-marrying to edgar. in fact her love for edgar can never be compared t

2、o that for heathcliff. she did so because she thought the wealth of edgar would be useful to help heathcliff. but in reality it did not work. she did not have a good understanding of love which is something pure and saint. if anyone add any purpose into love love itself lost its meaning. catherines

3、wrong decision hurt two people who love her and even destroyed the happiness of their offspring. heathcliff is a man full of retaliation. he loved catherine very much but what he did on the contrary added to the misery of catherine. in my opinion if he really loved catherine he should not walk into

4、catherines life again after his disappearance. further more after the death of catherine what heathcliff did brought agony to catherines daughter as well as his own son. after reading i have a better understanding of love. if you love really someone his or her happiness is the thing that most matter

5、s. good sentences he little imagined how my heart warmed towards him when i beheld his black eyes withdraw so suspiciously under their brows as i rode up and when his fingers sheltered themselves with a jealous resolution still further in his waistcoat as i announced my name. we crept through a brok

6、en hedge groped our way up the path and planted ourselves on a flower-plot under the drawing-room window. it was beautiful - a splendid place carpeted with crimson and crimson-covered chairs and tables and a pure white ceiling bordered by gold a shower of glass-drops hanging in silver chains from th

7、e centre and shimmering with little soft tapers. isabella - i believe she is eleven a year younger than cathy - lay screaming at the farther end of the room shrieking as if witches were running red-hot needles into her. the long light hair curled slightly on the temples; the eyes were large and seri

8、ous; the figure almost too graceful. she supposing edgar could not see her snatched the cloth from my hand and pinched me with a prolonged wrench very spitefully on the arm. her eyes began to glisten and her lids to twinkle. her lips were half asunder as if she meant to speak and she drew a breath;

9、but it escaped in a sigh instead of a sentence. my love for linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it im well aware as winter changes the trees. my love for heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight but necessary. there was a violent wind a

10、s well as thunder and either one or the other split a tree off at the corner of the building: a huge bough fell across the roof and knocked down a portion of the east chimney-stack sending a clatter of stones and soot into the kitchen-fire. and her teeth chattered as she shrank closer to the almost

11、extinguished embers. it had got dusk and the moon looked over the high wall of the court causing undefined shadows to lurk in the corners of the numerous projecting portions of the building. a ray fell on his features; the cheeks were sallow and half covered with black whiskers; the brows lowering t

12、he eyes deep-set and singular.linton eyed him with a droll expression - half angry half laughing at his fastidiousness.it was about the period that my narrative has reached: a bright frosty afternoon; the ground bare and the road hard and dry. linton lavished on her the kindest caresses and tried to

13、 cheer her by the fondest words; but vaguely regarding the flowers she let the tears collect on her lashes and stream down her cheeks unheeding. the period of reflection succeeding this silly action compelled me to admit the necessity of smothering my pride and choking my wrath and bestirring myself

14、 to remove its effects. her pretty face was wan and listless; her hair uncurled: some locks hanging lankly down and some carelessly twisted round her head. i notice when i enter his presence the muscles of his countenance are involuntarily distorted into an expression of hatred; partly arising from

15、his knowledge of the good causes i have to feel that sentiment for him and partly from original aversion. i gave him my heart and he took and pinched it to death and flung it back to me. there was no sound through the house but the moaning wind which shook the windows every now and then the faint cr

16、ackling of the coals and the click of my snuffers as i removed at intervals the long wick of the candle. he maintained a hard careless deportment indicative of neither joy nor sorrow: if anything it expressed a flinty gratification at a piece of difficult work successfully executed. good things lost

17、 amid a wilderness of weeds to be sure whose rankness far over-topped their neglected growth; yet notwithstanding evidence of a wealthy soil that might yield luxuriant crops under other and favourable circumstances. he surveyed the carved front and low-browed lattices the straggling gooseberry-bushe

18、s and crooked firs with solemn intentness and then shook his head: his private feelings entirely disapproved of the exterior of his new abode. it was a close sultry day: devoid of sunshine but with a sky too dappled and hazy to threaten rain. catherines face was just like the landscape - shadows and

19、 sunshine flitting over it in rapid succession; but the shadows rested longer and the sunshine was more transient; and her poor little heart reproached itself for even that passing forgetfulness of its cares. good paragraphsparagraph 1joseph was an elderly nay an old man: very old perhaps though hal

20、e and sinewy. the lord help us! he soliloquised in an undertone of peevish displeasure while relieving me of my horse: looking meantime in my face so sourly that i charitably conjectured he must have need of pine aid to digest his dinner and his pious ejaculation had no reference to my unexpected ad

21、vent. paragraph 5there was a carpet - a good one but the pattern was obliterated by dust; a fireplace hung with cut-paper dropping to pieces; a handsome oak-bedstead with ample crimson curtains of rather expensive material and modern make; but they had evidently experienced rough usage: the vallance

22、s hung in festoons wrenched from their rings and the iron rod supporting them was bent in an arc on one side causing the drapery to trail upon the floor. the chairs were also damaged many of them severely; and deep indentations deformed the panels of the walls.paragraph 6mrs. linton sat in a loose w

23、hite dress with a light shawl over her shoulders in the recess of the open window as usual. her thick long hair had been partly removed at the beginning of her illness and now she wore it simply combed in its natural tresses over her temples and neck. her appearance was altered as i had told heathcl

24、iff; but when she was calm there seemed unearthly beauty in the change. the flash of her eyes had been succeeded by a dreamy and melancholy softness; they no longer gave the impression of looking at the objects around her: they appeared always to gaze beyond and far beyond - you would have said out

25、of this world. then the paleness of her face - its haggard aspect having vanished as she recovered flesh - and the peculiar expression arising from her mental state though painfully suggestive of their causes added to the touching interest which she awakened; and - invariably to me i know and to any

26、 person who saw her i should think - refuted more tangible proofs of convalescence and stamped her as one doomed to decay. paragraph 7in her eagerness she rose and supported herself on the arm of the chair. at that earnest appeal he turned to her looking absolutely desperate. his eyes wide and wet a

27、t last flashed fiercely on her; his breast heaved convulsively. an instant they held asunder and then how they met i hardly saw but catherine made a spring and he caught her and they were locked in an embrace from which i thought my mistress would never be released alive: in fact to my eyes she seem

28、ed directly insensible. he flung himself into the nearest seat and on my approaching hurriedly to ascertain if she had fainted he gnashed at me and foamed like a mad dog and gathered her to him with greedy jealousy. i did not feel as if i were in the company of a creature of my own species: it appea

29、red that he would not understand though i spoke to him; so i stood off and held my tongue in great perplexity. paragraph 8the intruder was mrs. heathcliff. she certainly seemed in no laughing predicament: her hair streamed on her shoulders dripping with snow and water; she was dressed in the girlish

30、 dress she commonly wore befitting her age more than her position: a low frock with short sleeves and nothing on either head or neck. the frock was of light silk and clung to her with wet and her feet were protected merely by thin slippers; add to this a deep cut under one ear which only the cold pr

31、evented from bleeding profusely a white face scratched and bruised and a frame hardly able to support itself through fatigue; and you may fancy my first fright was not much allayed when i had had leisure to examine her. paragraph 9heathcliff did not glance my way and i gazed up and contemplated his

32、features almost as confidently as if they had been turned to stone. his forehead that i once thought so manly and that i now think so diabolical was shaded with a heavy cloud; his basilisk eyes were nearly quenched by sleeplessness and weeping perhaps for the lashes were wet then: his lips devoid of their ferocious sneer and sealed in an expression of