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发现所有 Story Shack 应用
发现更多的随机名字生成器
- 写作提示生成器
- 犬名生成器
- 随机句子生成器
- 女孩名字生成器
- 游戏商标生成器
- 勇士猫名字生成器
- 武当名称生成器
- 星球名称生成器
- 随机名词生成器
- 绰号生成器
- 书名生成器
- 随机电影生成器
- 姓名生成器
- 宗族名称生成器
- 人类姓名生成器
- 矮人姓名生成器
- 角色名称生成器
- 岛屿名称生成器
- 随机问题生成器
- 恶魔名称生成器
- 星球大战名字生成器
- 妖精名称生成器
- 西斯人名字生成器
- 帮派名称生成器
- 维京人名字生成器
- 笔名生成器
- 汽车名称生成器
- 德文名称生成器
- 餐厅名称生成器
- 塔巴锡名称生成器
- 半身人名字生成器
- 绝地武士名字生成器
- 黑暗精灵名称生成器
- MLP名称生成器
- 阿尔戈尼亚名字生成器
- 随机地址生成器
- 哈利波特名字生成器
- 法语名称生成器
- 仙女名字生成器
- 学校名称发电机
- 龙族名字生成器
- 半精灵名字生成器
- 公会名称生成器
- 宠物小精灵名称生成器
- 勇士名称生成器
- 地精名称生成器
- 网站名称生成器
- 乌鸦名字生成器
- 俄语名称生成器
- 立陶宛语名字生成器
- 绿龙名字生成器(魔兽世界)
- Xelor名字生成器(Wakfu/Dofus)。
- 罪名生成器
- 目标生成器
- 哈普法师名字生成器(Wakfu/Dofus)。
- 波兰语名称生成器
- 哥布林名字生成器
- 莱里安和罗维安名字生成器(《巫师》)。
- 老挝语姓名生成器
- 日本城镇名称生成器
- 岛屿名称生成器(《ONE PIECE》)。
- 瓦尔基里名字生成器
- 随机谜语生成器
- 希利希德名字生成器(魔兽世界)
- 人类名字生成器(《龙腾世纪》)。
- 斯卡文(Skaven)名称生成器(《战锤》)。
- 诺恩名字生成器
- 地精名称生成器(《开拓者》)。
- 随机狗的品种生成器
- 战斗机绰号生成器
- 泰坦巨人名字生成器(DC宇宙)
- 胸部盔甲名称生成器
- 阿米什人姓名生成器
- 米尼希名字生成器(塞尔达传说)
- 青铜龙名字生成器(魔兽世界)
- 特维利名字生成器(塞尔达传说)
- 圣经名称生成器
- Dalek名称生成器(《神秘博士》)。
- 松鼠名字生成器(《纳尼亚传奇》)。
- 保尔德隆名字生成器
- 格鲁姆勒名字生成器(《魔兽世界》)。
为什么要使用段落?
段落是处理特定观点或想法的书面话语的独立单元。 一个段落由一个或多个句子组成。 尽管任何语言的语法都不需要段落,但段落通常是正式写作的预期部分,用于组织更长的散文。
段落的目的是表达演讲者或作家的控制思想,并以具体的方式支持它。 一篇文章中的大多数段落都有三部分的结构-介绍,正文和结论。
引言(第一句)为接下来的内容奠定了基础,并阐述了要点。 身体(句子2-4 )以支持的细节和解释来发展这一点。 结论(最后一句)重申了要点或总结了所说的内容。
段落的语言历史
段落的创建是文本和通信的重要组成部分,可以在古代找到。 在古典时代,写作通常由将文本分成较小部分的时段或段落组成。 作者能够一次专注于一个想法,因为这种特殊的布局能够中断思想的流动。 段落的使用首先出现在希腊历史学家的著作中,如公元前5世纪中叶的希罗多德。 在他的历史中,希罗多德将事件分为段落,使它们更容易记住和联系。 他的同学,历史学家修昔底德(公元前5世纪) ,使用段落来组织他的作品,类似于赫尔曼诺特。 这一段的历史可以追溯到欧洲的希腊罗马文化、中东和西方文明。 有证据表明,诗篇在希伯来圣经中被分为段落。 阿拉伯诗人在作品中也使用了拼音来分隔节。 古兰经可能是中世纪第一个使用段落的文字,是阿拉伯世界的一个例子。 段落首先出现在西方世界的书面英语中,特别是在13世纪和14世纪的手稿中。 当时的作家们使用缩进甚至微小的图画来将他们的作品分成几个部分。 到文艺复兴时期,更多的作家在写作中使用段落,缩进的风格变得更加一致。 书信传统,专注于交际作品,分为较短的,交替的段落,出现在16世纪。 第一个“现代”段落出现在17世纪中叶。 威廉·莎士比亚和克里斯托弗·马洛都使用了我们今天所知道的段落结构。 通过这种简单的安排,案文被分成几个部分,使沟通更加简单和高效。 莎士比亚的当代作家威廉·米切尔( William Mitchell )出版了一系列关于现代段落结构和布局的作品,完善了它的使用和风格。 随着时间的推移,该段的某些组成部分已被添加或删除。 例如,一些文本现在依赖于以前可能被认为不必要的嵌入式链接和图像。 尽管如此,该段落的基础仍然是一样的:一段文本通过标点符号或格式与另一段文本分开,允许作者一次专注于一个想法而不会被打断。
5个问题来帮助你提出段落
- 我想在我的段落中讨论的主要主题是什么?
- 我可以举出哪些例子和证据来支持我的观点?
- 我的段落应该使用什么语气和风格?
- 我应该使用哪些特定的单词,短语或图像?
- 该段落在哪里适合写作的更广泛背景?
我可以使用这个工具创建的随机段落吗?
是的,你可以。The Story Shack声称对这些名字没有任何版权要求,但当然也有可能这个名字生成器提供的一些价值已经被其他任何人所拥有,所以请确保总是做你的尽职调查。
我可以用这个[名字]产生多少个想法?
这个随机段落生成器可以为你的项目产生数以千计的想法,所以请放心地继续点击,最后使用方便的复制功能将你的段落导出到你选择的文本编辑器。尽情享受吧!
什么是好的段落?
在这个生成器中,有成千上万的随机段落。这里有一些样本可以开始。
理念 #1 | There was an accident. Bobby said there was an accident. He said I was in the accident. He said I caused the accident. | © Kristina England |
理念 #2 | To the eye of a visitor in those parts, the gloom outside threatened rain. I know, because I was a visitor in those parts, and when I looked out the window, I saw rain. | © Brian Moore |
理念 #3 | On the shores of the swamp, two teenagers fell in love during the twilight of an autumn night. He kicked off his shoes and rolled up his pants |
理念 #4 | she slid from her sandals and held the hem of her dress in her right hand. There were grimy jars underneath the back steps of the house. He unscrewed the lids and handed her one. She let go of the hem of her dress, and they waded into the water together. Dashing through the shallows, they caught an odd dozen of fireflies. After releasing their catch, he brushed a stray hair behind her ear and kissed her for the first time. | © Laura Konrad |
理念 #5 | During the day my father had the appetite of an elderly woman. A single poached egg and a bit of dry toast for breakfast. Lunch, a sliced tomato with a dollop of tuna fish. Later, a monk’s dinner, boiled chicken and stringy broccoli spears. But Pop’s diet belied his physique |
理念 #6 | he was rhino-shaped, five-foot-eight, sporting Buddha’s belly, and weighing-in at least an eighth of a ton. | © Timothy O’Leary |
理念 #7 | The elementalist had ruled the land for decades now, keeping his subordinates clenched tightly in his iron fist. He was the greatest, and last, sorcerer in the land, he had made sure of that. As a master of the elements, fear was his tactic, magic his weapon. On some days he would be benevolent, and bless his skinny farmers with a flow of rich waters to nourish the land. On others, he would send all-destroying hurricanes, fill the fields with rocks that attacked anyone who tried to remove them or simply send an inferno that incinerated entire harvests. Yes, his people lived in fear. | © Martin Hooijmans |
理念 #8 | Ellie retired today. She was eight and a half. She and Anna had known each other since they were both one week old. Ellie, an elephant head, was attached to the middle of a small blanket, about fifteen inches square. The blanket was pink, hemmed in green satin which Anna loved to stroke with her fingers while she sucked her thumb. Ellie covered Anna’s face when she didn’t want to be seen at all. Anna could not sleep without Ellie and carried her as she was crawling and, later, when she started to walk. Ellie traveled in the car, to restaurants, to birthday parties and Phillies games. Once the family forgot Ellie on a road trip and Anna’s dad had to turn around and pick her up or no one would be sleeping much at all. Ellie did not attend first or second grade though. She waited quietly on Anna’s bed until nightfall. | © Marian Brooks |
理念 #9 | The forest was filled with the sounds of machines. Rough men with chainsaws and loading trucks dominated the area, cutting down the mass of pine trees that stretched out for miles. One exquisitely great tree, the one they called ‘Lone Pine’, overlooked it all with a mixture of pride and sorrow. Pride, for he was the biggest tree, the master of all, the one left alone to grow stronger each year. Sorrow, for all his companions were taken away every time winter showed its snowy head. Of course they were replaced by new ones, but after years and years the giant tree did not bother getting too close to any of them anymore. Instead, he had become an advisor and leader to the other trees, using his size and the strength of his roots to impress. One time, a lady pine had been so amazed that she had dropped all her needles in awe. Now that was a tale worth telling to the young ones! | © Martin Hooijmans |
理念 #10 | Mud Boy splashed through the puddles and sloshed through the mud, then launched himself onto the soggy turf. The field was so rutted from dog play that he didn’t slide but stuck in place—his face submerged in two inches of water, his loins in cold mud. Mud Boy’s mother laughed nervously, for people were watching. Mud Boy smiled up with a wet clump of grass sticking out of his mouth. His mom smiled down at him. “You look like those dinos eating in our book.” | © Jon Sindell |
理念 #11 | Early in the morning, Wallace, Meg’s husband, went up a ladder to the rooftop to remove a bird’s nest clogging the rain spout. Later he jimmied off the wooden frame hanging over the basement door, which took some time. The wood was rotting and rainwater was seeping into the basement’s walls and onto the floor. Meg stayed at her piano. Wallace passed her in her piano room as he left the house an hour later, calling out, “I’m going to Home Depot to buy caulk.” He came directly home fifteen minutes later and caulked the gaps he’d made where he’d removed the door frame. | © Lisa Weiss |
理念 #12 | It’s amazing what one notices, when one finds out their time for noticing is coming to an end. Like you have spent your entire life walking around with your eyes shaded by a translucent curtain, and then one day, they are reopened like a shot of adrenaline straight to the heart. I wonder if we ever truly see things, even as a child. Like a new born seeing its mother’s breast for the first time. No, I don’t think we ever really care to see anything for what it truly is, until our eyes are awakened by the foresight of never seeing anything again. I think a man born without sight sees more with one simple touch of the hand then we do our entire lives. Sure, I suppose we see a lot, but do we ever stop to realize what we’re seeing? To let it sink in to our over developed alien brains? I think not. We are too busy rushing to our early graves to stop and “listen” to what we are actually seeing. | © Billy Mundane |