作文我的项链【一】
自从玛蒂尔德从罗瓦赛尔太太那里得知：她千辛万苦地存钱买回那次舞会丢失的项链竟然是假的整个人呆呆地蹲在地上两眼直视着罗瓦赛尔太太口中喃喃地说着：“这怎么可能怎么可能……！”
这是一笔骇人听闻的债务我们必须清偿为了它我们夫妇俩过上了穷人的那种艰难的生活；为了它我们辞退了女仆搬了家租了一间小阁楼住下；为了它我亲自做家里的粗活和厨房里的讨厌的.杂活。在这十年里我丢失了花月容貌失去了年轻、美丽、看上去就像个老太婆变成了穷苦家庭里的粗壮耐劳的女孩别人看见我都望而生畏了……
而她—罗瓦赛尔现在才跟我说那是冒牌货？我简直不能再想象在那十年我的生活是怎么过的。如果当年我没有弄丢那串项链——那串真假难辨的冒牌货我一个曾在宴会上受到热烈捧戴的我今天会是怎么呢？我实在无法再想象了！突然间玛蒂尔德的眼光涣散着脑子里闪烁过无数的画面由她接到请贴得到项链在宴会上受到男士们“捧在手心呵护”到偿还债务的十年中的每一个生动的有悲有乐的情景一个个在她混乱的脑海中冲击碰撞着带给她无数痛苦她不受控制地抱着头摇晃着。瞬间她脑子里一片空白漫无目的地向家中走去……
回到家她泪涌泉下甚至机械性地拿出地拖不停地干着活口中不知道在喃语些什么。她的丈夫把这一切发生的都看在眼里在他还不得知玛蒂尔德“病源”的情况下把她送到医院……
经医生证实玛蒂尔德因为过度受刺激而产生了脑部永久性失忆以前的一切一切都被剪切了留下的只是一个完全没有记忆的躯壳……生活是多么奇怪！多么变幻无常啊！一件微不足道的小事可以把你拯救出来也可以把你断送这这就是爱慕虚荣的结果。
作文我的项链【二】
"Alas! My poor mathilde! But my one is false, at most five hundred francs.
"What? What did you say? That one is fake? Oh! Dear Jenny, you won't be lying to me! "Mathilde's eyes were wide open, looking at Mrs. Vern, as if begging her to say it again.
Oh! Mathilde; I didn't lie to you. The one you borrowed was fake. "
"Why didn't you tell me! You!" Then she was so angry that she could not say a word, and she rolled down her tears.
"But I don't think I'll think of it," said mathilde, who had run out of the park before she had finished, and kept Shouting, "fake, fake."
She ran all the way home. When I got home, I stood in front of the mirror and stared at myself: my hair was hanging around, my skirt was crooked. He was ten years ago the party to wear that dress to wear, standing in front of the mirror, and her eyes immediately and rotating flash a party crowd, diamond necklace that yi yi is unripe brightness, sparkle with ten years of hard work.
"Mathilde, what are you doing? When he came home from work, he saw her face and said to her, "I met your friend on the way, and she asked me to pass this box to you. "Mathilde is still standing there, just like she didn't hear her." "Oh, what's wrong with you? Don't you feel well, my dear? "She asked with concern.
"Dear, false," she flung herself into her husband's arms.
"What's that? Let's see what's in the box!" I opened the box. He gave a sudden cry, "mathilde, look at the necklace, the diamond necklace."
When she looked up, she saw a glittering diamond necklace in the box, and a sudden burst of laughter: "really, really, ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
作文我的项链【三】
“唉！我可怜的玛缔尔德！可是我的那一挂是假的，至多值五百法郎！……”
“玛缔尔德，玛缔尔德，你说话啊，你怎么了！……”
“哦，我的朋友，玛缔尔德，可怜的人啊！……”
此时的玛缔尔德仿佛别一块巨大的石头压倒了，压的她喘不过气，压的她变傻了……
又过了许久，玛缔尔德才说了一句话，慢慢地轻声说了句：“恩，过去了，都过去了……”她的眼睛茫然的望着远处，静静地走了，空旷的极乐公园里，玛缔尔德一个人默默的走着，朝着她家的方向，也许此时的她已不在乎了一切，真的，一切都过去了……
她回到家，她的丈夫关切的问到：“外面的人多吗？公园……”玛缔尔德似乎明白了什么：“恩，很好，再好不过了！”她没有把刚才的事情告诉她的丈夫，也许告诉了也没有任何意义，她做的也对。
就这样，一年又一年的过着平淡的生活，没有太多的负担，养育了一对儿女，也算是幸福的一家吧！
作文我的项链【四】
“嘿玛蒂尔德多么愉快的一天啊我们有肉汤喝了！！”
“……”
“……玛蒂尔德？”
“……”
“……玛蒂尔德？”
“假的。”
“什么？”
“假的。”
“什么？你在说什么玛蒂尔德？”
“十年前福雷斯蒂埃太太借我的那串项链是假的。”
“什么？？”
“是假的。”
“……”
“……”
“……太好了！！！”
“什么？”
“太好了玛蒂尔德！”
这突如其来的喜悦使罗瓦塞尔的脸涨得通红，他颤抖地捧起了玛蒂尔德的脸亲了一下。“太好了！！我们有钱了！！我们可以将它卖了，我们将会有三万六千法郎！！噢天啊！我们以后可以每个星期，不！每天都可以有肉汤喝了！我也可以买几只鸟枪了！你甚至再置办几件你喜欢的礼服了！而且我也早就想去……”
“不！”
“……啊？什么意思？”
“你不能把这串项链卖掉！”
“为什么？？！！”
“……多么漂亮的项链啊，它是我所见过的最漂亮的项链。以后我若是戴着它去参加舞会，一定会再次吸引所有人的目光的，像十年期一样！！
”你疯了？！我们的十年就是为了它！三万六千法郎啊！你疯了！“
”它多美……它多美……我一定会吸引所有人的目光的……一如十年前那晚一般……“玛蒂尔德直直的看向项链，自顾自地喃喃着，旁若无人一般。
作文我的项链【五】
Mathilde greeted her friend Jenny. Jenny told her the truth about the necklace. She was stunned, her hands covered in the big mouth, her eyes looking straight at Jennie, her eyes filled with resentment and sadness. The few trees along the road could not help but the cold wind of the withered leaf. Mathilde still stood there. At last she spread her hand over her mouth, and looked at the calloused hand, and she complained, "why, why? Jenny why didn't you tell me earlier? Otherwise, I wouldn't have to write a sequel to the necklace that I've been having since I lost this necklace. God, why are you so hateful, you are all scratching me, I have married such a useless husband, and let me lose a beautiful youth for a false necklace. I hate, I hate the injustice of this world. Why should I be a poor man who cannot wear gold and silver? The necklace! Or your fault, if you weren't so pretty, I wouldn't have picked you up, then I wouldn't have lost you... "A dead leaf floated down to mathilde's hands, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the withered yellow leaves, tears began to flow down and wet her face. She held the withered leaf in her hand and closed it in her arms, and she reflected, "isn't life like this dead leaf?
