On New Year's Eve, red lanterns and Spring Festival couplets are hung in front of the gates of every household in the village, and firecrackers break out one after another. In the evening, my grandparents have prepared a big dinner, and my aunt, uncle and cousin have also come. The family will talk about the harvest of the past year while eating the New Year's Eve dinner. After dinner, everyone sat around the TV and waited for the CCTV Spring Festival Gala. At this time, fireworks were set off in the neighbor's house. I stood in front of the upstairs window and looked at them. They are colorful and beautiful, and the village is brightly lit. While watching the Spring Festival Gala, we look forward to a better tomorrow.
2. Write a composition about killing pigs. The anxious "Oh ……" cries of pigs, chickens and ducks are endless. People are busy with the Chinese New Year, killing pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks, making grandma's village very lively. What haunts me most is the place where pigs are killed. There is a house dedicated to killing pigs. The house is small and simple. Similar to the place where pigs are killed in "Pig Eight Rings in Spring". Seeing this, I can't help admiring the "places of interest" here. "Oh, oh, oh ..." There is another pig barking. I listened carefully. It came from my grandmother's house. I'll go back and have a good look.
"Yes, grandma's family is going to kill pigs!" After I ran back to verify, I couldn't help cheering. What is grandma's pig like? The screams in the pigsty seemed to drum in my heart. After waiting for a while, grandparents came out with pigs in their arms. Large white pigs have been turned into big halogen pigs, but they are still struggling to resist. Its eyes are full of bloodshot, and all the bloodshot are interwoven into a red spider web. It seems to know that it will face the biggest disaster of pigs-death. Its body trembled as if it were dancing Xinjiang dance. But don't be funny.
My grandparents carried the pig on the rickshaw, and my grandfather took the rickshaw to the place where I killed the pig. My sister and I followed him, watching the big pig's movement and its pitiful appearance. When I arrived at my destination, I saw pigs "queuing". Some of them were squatting in tricycles, shaking, but because of its tension, their stomachs were unobstructed, so shit pulled the whole tricycle. Some pigs are also lying in the car.
The pig killer slashed the pig's throat with a knife, and the blood kept flowing into the bucket where they were going to bleed. At this time, the pig struggled even harder, trying to release its voice, but it bled too much and cried out in a straight breath. After the pig "calmed down", the pig killer threw it into boiling hot water, and in an instant, the pig shrank. The pig killer took this opportunity to kill the pig hair with a knife. The scene was terrible. After the pig killer washed the pig, he picked it up, cut off its head, cut open its belly and dug out its internal organs. He also talked about whether pigs are fat or thin. Looking at the smooth movements of the pig killer, I wonder how many pigs he has killed. Looking at the owner of the pig, I can't tell what it feels like.
Hey, the pig of bad karma!
My family killed pigs today. Every New Year, my grandpa's family kills pigs. I saw killing pigs for the first time this year.
Grandma drew the pig bit by bit with Chinese cabbage. When led to the door of the pigsty, several people trampled the pig to death together and tied the pig's feet. Put it on the prepared table. The pig struggled desperately, and two people pressed the pig with big wood. Grandpa stabbed the pig's heart with a knife and a stream of blood flowed out. The pig snorted and died.
Several people carried the pig to a boiled pot prepared in advance and took off its hair. After molting, the pig's internal organs are taken out, the intestine and stomach are separated, and the intestine and stomach are washed with water. Finally, separate the pork and let the lively pigs fall apart.
Grandpa's family always invites many people to eat pork after killing pigs, and everyone is very happy. They all say pork smells good.
I watched these people eat well, but at this time they had no appetite, and there was always an unspeakable feeling in my heart.
Comments on the process of killing pigs are detailed and vivid. Between the lines of the article, there is pity for pigs. Mencius said, "Everyone is without compassion." In other words, a person can't be regarded as a person without compassion. This is also a reflection of the psychological characteristics of the young author's age. As he grows older, his understanding will be more comprehensive.
The day before the Spring Festival, my father told me that we would go back to our hometown to kill pigs.
On the bus back to my hometown, my mother said to me, "The pig was killed today, and the pork is particularly fresh and delicious. You little greedy cat can enjoy it! " "I'm very happy to hear that, ha ha! Fresh meat, delicious meat! The car is parked in the yard. When I got off the bus, I saw a dead pig hanging on the shelf, with its head facing the ground.
Next to them are some pig butchers-I can totally imagine the scene behind them. I went into the house to play for a while, and when I came out, although it was an unexpected scene, I was still shocked-there was a pool of red liquid on the ground and a headless pig hung on the shelf.
"How cruel!" I ran to my father who was watching the pig killing with relish. "What is cruelty?" Dad doesn't change his face-I think there must be a pork dinner in front of him! The excitement before disappeared, and I felt a bad feeling in my heart.
I went to ask my mother again, "Do you feel cruel?" My mother asked me, "Is it difficult for people to raise pigs and eat meat?" Oh! People raise pigs and then eat them. What kind of relationship is this? At noon, there is a big pork dinner on the table. The fragrance went straight to my nostrils, but I had no appetite at all, and I felt inexplicable sadness in my heart.
There are also many such people in society: they are especially kind to you just to get your benefits.
After lunch today, my parents and I took my uncle's car to Tieshanping to watch the Year of Pig Killing.
When I arrived at the farmhouse, I saw a fat and big pig walking around the yard as soon as I entered the door. Ready to start killing pigs.
The old woman went to catch pigs. The pig ran away in fear when he saw the whip in his master's hand. Grandpa hurried to help grandma catch the pig, and the pig was finally caught.
Grandpa called some helpers and pushed the pig down on the bench. The uncle in charge of killing pigs picked up an iron knife and quickly passed through the pig's throat until the pig's heart. After uncle took out the knife, we saw blood gushing out, and grandma quickly caught it with a basin. The pig that was alive just now is dying.
Then, everyone carried the pig to the iron pot with a mouthful of boiling water, poured the water on the pig, and after a while, scraped off the pig hair with an iron scraper. The pig dressed in black just now has turned white.
Finally, everyone carried the shaved pig back to the yard and hung it upside down on two wooden stakes. Uncle cut a big hole in his stomach with a sharp knife, and the large intestine and small intestine immediately rolled out from it. The old woman carried the contents of the pig's stomach with a basin, and the uncle put the pork that had been divided into two large pieces flat on a table, then chopped it and bagged it. I began to eat dinner and looked at the dishes made from pig meat just now. Somehow, I lost my appetite. Pigs are also our friends. Why do we humans eat it? .
6. How to write the composition "Kill the Year Pig" in Yudaishan Primary School in Chongqing to welcome the New Year? As soon as I got up this morning, my father said to me, "Today is Saturday, and my aunt will invite us to dinner, ok?" I asked dad what is ruined? Dad said, "It's the New Year. The farmer's uncle fed the pig for a year, and finally raised it, fattened it up and could be killed. So please eat pig blood together to celebrate. This is called free food. "
I listened and said, "I see, then let's hurry." My father drove to my aunt's house, and I saw a big German shepherd tied to her door, which was very scary.
But it was very happy to see us coming and kept wagging its tail. I think it's really weird. I saw many red oranges in my aunt's orchard again. I quickly ran to pick some and began to eat. Wow! How sweet! At this time, the big German shepherd kept barking. I saw two uncles coming, carrying a long and strange bench.
My aunt said, "Oh, here comes the pig killer." Dad laughed and drove a big fat pig out of the pigsty. Together with two uncles who killed pigs, he put the big fat pig on a strange bench. At this time, the big fat pig let out a loud, scary cry. His feet kept moving, and his strength was so great that he almost pushed the uncle who killed the pig to the ground.
At this time, the uncle who killed the pig quickly pulled out a sharp knife and killed the pig's chin. E 68 A 847 A 686964616F3133339663965 Blood suddenly gushed out, flowed into a big basin and flowed on the ground. The cry of the big fat pig slowly subsided and his body did not move. I think it must be dead. I was so scared that I hid behind my father and watched the adults talking and laughing. I think they are too cruel.
Dad brought a bucket of boiling water and poured it on the big fat pig, scraping all its hair off. The uncle who killed the pig took out many knives, big and small, and cut the big fat pig into many pieces of meat.
My aunt took a big piece of meat to cook. Soon, the meat was cooked and we all ate happily. Wow! It smells good! It's delicious, even better than grandma's cooking. I said, "Aunt, I'll eat next year, but I don't watch killing pigs."
Everyone laughed.
7. What does it mean to kill pigs in Yunyang during the Spring Festival? Hehe, there is a legend about this.
Although the story is absurd, killing pigs in the New Year has long been a traditional folk custom in China, also known as "killing pigs in the New Year"
In the past, it was an important event for farmers to kill pigs in the New Year. Generally, there is a nursery rhyme that says, "Don't cry, children, kill pigs in the twelfth lunar month."
Not only Yunyang, but also many villages have this custom. In the past, people in rural areas were not rich enough to eat meat.
Killing pigs in the New Year is generally distributed to the whole village, and everyone has meat to eat.
There are also some sayings that killing pigs and seeing blood means celebrating by seeing red.
In the countryside, every family is sharpening their knives and preparing to kill pigs for the New Year. Why kill pigs? Here is another interesting legend.
A long time ago, there was a man. What's his name? Last name? Everyone can't remember, except that he has an extraordinary skill-he can understand animals. This man's family has domesticated many livestock. Because of the efforts of his children, the livestock grow fat and strong. It's almost the end of the year, and he feels that the child has worked hard for a year and should give something delicious. He thought about it all day, but he couldn't come up with a result. In the evening, he took a bundle of grass to feed the cows. As soon as he saw the cow, he thought, "Yes, kill the cow and give them a good meal!" " "
The next day, it happened to be New Year's Eve. He said to his children, "None of you will stop working today. Kill a few cows and the whole family will have a good meal! " Welcome the whole family, big or small. He hurried to the cowshed to lead the cow, only to see the old cow say tearfully, "You can't kill me! I eat grass, but I work hard. I worked hard to plow your fields and killed me. Who works for you? " Hearing this, the master felt reasonable and walked away.
There is a herd of horses beside the cow. He went into the stable again to lead the horse. The horse shouted several times and said, "Please eat carefully. If you want to kill me, you don't have to spend anything but a knife and my life. That's all. But what did you go riding after I died? Which one of your things did you bring? " He felt that the horse had a point and walked away.
Just then, the dog ran in from the outside and ran around him. "Ah!" He let out a cry of surprise and caught the dog. The dog also knew what his master meant, so he knelt down and begged, "Master, please forgive me. I have something to say." He let go. The dog said, "Why is the master so confused?" Kill me, who will watch the house, run the mountain and catch thieves for you? "He had to let the dog go.
Unable to find anything to slaughter, he was as anxious as an ant on hot bricks and accidentally stepped on a rooster that pecked him. So he had a brainwave and reached for the rooster. The rooster is jumping around, but he can't catch it. He ran after it and ended up in the pigsty. Then the rooster stood on the fence and said, "How did the master forget my use?" If you kill me, who will give you the message? "Hearing this, the host knocked his head and suddenly realized. At this time, the big fat pig in the pigsty is dozing off. He patted the pig, and the pig let out a cry and got up lazily and said, "I ate and slept. I'm really sorry for you." I can only do what you do. " Say that finish, lie down and sleep again. He looked at the pig's laziness and thought: the pig really didn't do anything after being tamed, and killing it didn't hurt him. So he told the whole family to catch pigs. Too many cooks at home dragged the pig out, turned it over and killed it with one knife. In the evening, the whole family had a delicious dinner and spent the last day of the year happily.
Since then, at the end of each year, people have to kill pigs and pass them down from generation to generation until today.
8. "Why do you want to put a pig's head in the New Year" essay "Why do you want to put a pig's head in the New Year"
Seeing this topic reminds me of ancient literati. . . .. tenant poet. . .. Jianghu man.
Think back: how many kings surrendered to the first emperor? How many Spring and Autumn Periods did the Warring States Period end? How many literati have nowhere to display their ambitions? How many pig heads are sacrificed to ancestors? How many lovesickness, into Mingbi fly?
Dry your tears. There is a pig head on the table. Pig, pig, why are you still here? Aren't you afraid of others eating you? Aren't you afraid that rhubarb dog next door will drag you into the Woods? Why? . . Smelling your fragrance, I seem to understand something. I knelt down and kowtowed to you. I don't expect you to explain to my ancestors that you will bless me to be the first in the exam. I don't expect you to explain to my ancestors that you will bless me to make a lot of money, and I don't expect you to explain to my ancestors that you will bless me for life. I just want to beg your forgiveness!
Our ancestors cut off your ancestors' heads in memory of their ancestors. Now, let's cut off your head in memory of our ancestors. I am heartbroken, but there is nothing I can do. what can I do? I can't do anything. I'm just a pupil. I didn't even take the exam in my freshman year. If I hadn't earned lucky money for the New Year, I would have been biting my tongue. It never occurred to me that on New Year's Day, when people are immersed in the celebration of the Spring Festival, you are already out of your mind. . . You are so heroic! Knowing that he was going to be beheaded, he resolutely went to the guillotine and used his head to complete people's mourning for his ancestors!
For a long time. . In the past, the literati, in order to realize their ideals, ran around and wandered around the world freely, so they missed their relatives every festive season. Then, they went into an inn, booked a room, ordered a pot of good wine and ate a pig's head by the way. . I dance and write, eat and dance, drink and laugh. .. (give a big push and drink some water before continuing), and it will be the same in the Spring Festival. Slightly different, some people will not go far to Wan Li's hometown, some people have already forgotten their hometown, some people's hometown has long gone, and some people have long gone. . . Some people can't go back to their hometown because they can't make a name for themselves. Isn't it a joke to go back to your hometown? Fortunately, the Spring Festival has finally arrived. Wherever the ancients were, they would take pig heads, wine, fruit and paper money to pay homage to their ancestors' graves. On the one hand, they express their memories, on the other hand, they express their expectations, and there are always some deep thoughts branded in their hearts. . . . . .
For thousands of years, Chinese New Year has been put on a pig's head, whether the ancestors like it or not, whether the pig is willing or not, as long as people now are happy and feel that they are doing the right thing, they will do it directly and bluntly!
It is undeniable that ancestor worship is our fine tradition from ancient times to the present. However, are there any problems with the methods and methods, and can they be improved? No matter how much fruit, cold dishes and pig's head are for ancestor worship, you can steal two to eat and chew while people are not paying attention, just consider it as a neighbor's Wafei (cat) stealing! Even if it can't be stolen, it will be eaten by everyone in a few days, and everyone will be blessed if they eat it. . . . ..
I'm just a pupil. I dare not tell my parents what I think. I can only write it in my composition to show the teacher how great I am, so I will write my wish at the end of this composition:
Why do you want to put a pig's head in the Spring Festival? Isn't it ancestor worship? I don't care. If I die in the future, maybe thousands of years later, I won't allow my descendants to sacrifice me with pig heads. I'll talk to anyone who sacrifices a pig's head to me at night. . . . . ..
9. Why kill pigs for the New Year?
The solstice winter passed, and the real winter began in the North China Plain. There is not much life in the field, and it is freezing. What else can there be? I remember that crazy time, not only in the cold wind, but also in the New Year's Eve, shouting slogans and living a revolutionary and effective Spring Festival!
The winter in my memory is very cold. Cold is conducive to the preservation of food, especially meat food. Stepping into the frozen days, the taste of Chinese New Year is getting stronger and stronger. Every household, rich or poor, is very busy. In cook the meat, we make tofu, fried tofu, steamed rice cakes, spread pancakes, steamed bean bags and steamed bread: red dates, peaches, flowers and animals, and there are red dots on the steamed bread. The rabbit's eyes are inlaid with black beans or red beans to give full play to women's imagination. Everything, everything is in an orderly way. Do the same thing, put it away with a clean broom and basket, cover it with clean cotton and white cloth, and freeze it for the New Year.
We are most interested in killing pigs and cook the meat.
At that time, farmers responded to the call of the state, and every household raised pigs. If conditions permit, they would raise two heads (more is capitalism). Sheep, chickens, ducks and rabbits can't be farmed casually, and the number should be controlled! )。 Pigs were the only hope of farmers at that time. First, it is used to trample on dung (a circle of dung can cover dozens of workers), second, it will cost money to sell next year, and third, it will kill pigs in the New Year. Buy one or two piglets every spring, or buy one or two "crowns" (half-headed pigs) in autumn and keep them in a pigsty. Swill at home, wild vegetables in the field, grass noodles, wheat bran, rice bran and distiller's grains are all pig food. Wheat bran, rice bran and distiller's grains are "big meals" for pigs. At that time, people did not have enough to eat, let alone pigs. That pig will feel wronged and painful for following people. However, the pig followed us without complaint. The pigs must be very satisfied with weeding and letting them eat fresh and nutritious green food. Every time I go back to the pigsty, before I get to the pigsty, I hear the pigs humming, and my legs are lying on the edge of the pigsty, waiting for me! We take an active part in weeding activities after school. Isn't that eating meat for the New Year?
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