Spring childhood shrimp catching

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Every footprint in life contains many interesting stories, among which the story of catching fish when I went sightseeing in OCT made me unforgettable for a long time.

I remember one winter when I was nine years old, after lunch, my mother took me to visit the Overseas Chinese Town, when we came to the pedestrian street, we found that the ditch of the street **, the clean flowing water was clear to the bottom, the swimming fish in the water were playing in the water, there was a golden carp always swimming with me, I wanted to catch it and play with it, I rolled up my trouser legs, jumped on the big stone in the ditch, and was about to bend down to catch it, but accidentally slipped to the bottom of the water, but the fish did not catch, I was like a chicken in the soup, I was soaking wet, and everyone around me laughed at me for being so stupid, so my mother hurriedly pulled me out of the gutter and immediately drove me home on a motorcycle. Due to the strong and cool north wind in winter, I felt so cold that when I came home, my face turned blue. The next day, I had a high fever of 39 degrees, so I had to go to the clinic for an injection, and it took three days to recover my health.

This time to catch fish, it is really worth the loss, it really shouldn't, first of all, the fish in this ditch is for tourists to watch, to catch it is not right, and secondly, you must pay attention to safety when you visit here, and you only care about a moment of happiness, regardless of safety is very dangerous; Again, it hurt the body, not only spent more than 100 yuan on medical expenses, but also suffered from injections. Since that incident, I've matured a bit and I've always kept safety in mind everywhere I go.

The most memorable event of the year should be to go to the hill behind the village with the children of the same village to graze cattle and pick pine cones. In fact, childhood is like a shining river of filial piety, every bit of which is unforgettable.

When I was a child, I used to fish for shrimp, and at that time I prepared a bamboo pole with a rope and a hook on it, and I could catch shrimp with some dough.

The most memorable is childhood. Childhood brings us not only a carefree life, but also many interesting things to play. When I was a child, I didn't have as much homework as students do now, and I went to play in the field after school, and I looked forward to having more fun after school on Saturdays and Sundays.

To the west of my house, there is a small river that flows down from the mountains, and in the summer, we run to the river, take a bath, and catch shrimp in the river.

When I was a child, I lived in my hometown, and we would go to the hillside full of fruit trees with my friends to pick citrus.

Sometimes, we also go to the mountains to poke the hornet's nest, often prepare a long bamboo pole in advance, a basket of firewood on our back, we go to the hillside, see the big hornet's nest, we always take the method of fire attack, tie firewood with a bamboo pole, light a fire, smoke the bees away, and then get the beehive down, we share the bees' chrysalis to eat, enjoy the fruits of victory. Childhood is happy, carefree, and always worth remembering.

When I was a child, I was with my brother, and I often went to the river to fish, and I got a glass bottle and tied it with a rope, and the other end of the rope was tied to a wooden stick, and the steamed buns were put in the bottle, and we were able to catch a lot of small fish in a while, and we were all very happy.

When we were children, we didn't catch hares, but we did catch sparrows. It snowed heavily in winter, and the sparrows had no place to eat, so they went into our yard to find food, and we also swept out a clearing in the snow as Mr. Lu Xun wrote, and then found a basket, with a long rope, tied a small wooden pole at one end, propped up the basket, and extended to our house, and then, closed the door in the house, quietly waited for the sparrow to eat, when the sparrow came, first observed for a while, and then slowly approached the grain near our basket, and got into the basket while eating, we pulled the rope violently in the house, and the basket came down just to buckle the sparrow。 Sometimes you can catch three or two in an afternoon, wash the sparrows, and then fry them to eat, which can be regarded as satisfying your cravings.

The hometown is located at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by mountains and mountains, there are many wild beasts on the mountain, such as wild boars, squirrels, hares, poisonous snakes, etc., adults do not give children to play in the mountains, afraid of danger!In the evening, there are always poisonous snakes running to the village to steal chickens, there is a bowl of thick python next door to the beam of the house, while the owner went out of the door quietly down to drink the water in the bucket, fortunately was found by the owner's friend, only to call a few village neighbors together to catch the python, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable!This is the interesting story of childhood, but now, when the teenager grows into an adult, the small river in his hometown has also changed, because the villagers dig up the mud and sand to build houses, the ecology has been destroyed, the beautiful river has long been ruined, the river has become shallow, and the fish are no longer visible, as if extinct, miserable and blocked!

I really want to have a time tunnel back to my childhood and take a look at the ruts of this river!But Old Man Time can't let you go back to the past, only to the modern age!

At that time, there were not many wild animals in the mountains, and they were basically gone, only pheasants were still scattered. But when the weather is smoky and snowy, we don't let go of a few pheasants, and three or five friends get together to catch pheasants. The way is to chase hard, pheasants fly in the sky and we run on the ground, and then summed up the experience, separate heads of each hill to stand people, for example, pheasants fly to me, I continue to chase, fly to him, he continues to chase, it takes less than a few rounds for the pheasant to collapse and can't fly, lying on the snow waiting for you to catch.

At that time, the biggest harvest was to catch one and have a dinner. The elders also ridiculed us: I didn't expect the stupid dog to catch the birds, but he could really catch it.

Now when I think of the unreliable past events in my childhood, I feel full of interest, and I also feel that I was very smart, proud, and worth remembering. People are like this, they are willing to reminisce about the past. Nowadays, there are still some elderly people who often reminisce about the past in front of their children, telling stories about their past

When I was a child, our Great Northern Wilderness was really called "beating the roe deer and scooping the fish, and the pheasant flew into the rice pot", the roe deer and wild deer all over the mountains and fields, they could catch it if they wanted to eat, and they didn't need to raise poultry and livestock at home, and they could pick up a nest of wild eggs and wild duck eggs with the effort of urine and pee. Rabbits are nothing, no one catches them, no one eats them.

My childhood was very difficult, there was no rice to cook at home, and I ate sweet potatoes, cold potatoes, taro and corn. Wood has meat to eat, and even if there is, it is to eat oil residue. Her mother was educated, never studied, and relied on her father's cultural knowledge to work in the township road maintenance class.

Because of the busy work for a long time, I went home not long after, and bought a pound of fat with skin with a meager salary, and my mother ground and boiled the dried corn into porridge, and the family ate it with relish! There is a small river in my hometown, and there are all kinds of strange small pits on the bank of the river, and the pits are overgrown with weeds, but you can see small fish and shrimp swimming around. Every time I came back from school, a few friends and I would go to the river with a basin and a hoe, and pour out the basin of water in the pit.

Those small fish and shrimp got into the mud and thought they could escape, but in the end they were caught, and they did gain a lot. Each of them went home with their own fish. One weekend, when I went to the vegetable patch next to the stream with my mother, I was so happy that there were many kinds of small fish in the small ditch on the side of the road.

I rolled up my trouser legs and sleeves, fumbled with my hands in the stone holes, and caught a few catfish and seven-star fish. The family enjoyed the delicious taste that night.

Colorful.

Pinyin]: fēngfù duō cǎi [Interpretation]: 采: 通"彩", color, flower color. The content is rich, the colors are varied, and the forms are diverse.

Source]: Qin Mu "Art Sea Picks Shells" The beauty of "King of Fruits": "In terms of specific themes, contents, genres, and techniques, it can be completely colorful." Example: During the Spring Festival, there are a variety of cultural and artistic programs.

synonyms]: colorful, colorful [antonyms]: monotonous [grammar]: as a predicate, a definite; Refers to a variety of colorful patterns.

富多彩 [ fēng fù duō cǎi ] 生字本Basic Interpretation Detailed Interpretation.

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There are a lot of descriptions and a lot of content.

Source: Junqing's "Autumn Color Fu": "A Lu Opera troupe, which was organized by amateur theater lovers from institutions and factories not long ago, performed a variety of programs, which was very exciting. ”

Example: The school has arranged activities for us during the winter vacation.

The one below is sold.

Write the scenery first, write about the process of hanging shrimp, and finally write the joy of the heart, it is best to use the scenery to set off.

Write first about the mood that I just remembered when I first remembered it. Then write about the mood of fishing. Write about feelings at the end.

First write about what the weather was like that day, and then introduce the topic, write about the process of shrimp fishing,

Write first (take the rod and hang the bait), then write (throw the hook), (and finally write sit and wait for the hook).