小王子:聽(tīng)寫(xiě)訓(xùn)練29

He looked at me there, with my hammer in my hand, my fingers black with engine-grease, bending down over an object which seemed to him extremely ugly. "You talk just like the grown-ups!" That made me a little ashamed. But he went on,relentlessly: "You mix everything up together. You confuse everything." He was really very angry. He tossed his golden curls in the breeze. "I know a planet where there is a certain red-faced gentleman. He has never smelled a flower. He has never looked at a star. He has never loved any one. He has never done anything in his life but add up figures. And all day he says over and over, just like you:"I am busy with matters of consequence!" And that makes him swell up with pride. But he is not a man, he is a mushroom!" "A what?" "A mushroom!"