How to make tools to catch Monopterus albus?

Generally, steel wire with a diameter of about 1 mm and good hardness (in-tire steel wire, spring steel wire, etc.) is suitable. ) about 50 cm long; First sharpen one end of the steel wire with a grinding wheel or oilstone (don't grind it too sharply at first, it is better to grind it into a triangular hook tip like a five-bucket hook, and don't grind it into a circular hook tip like a fishhook, the main purpose is that the triangular hook tip is easy to sharpen, and it is not easy to be blunt in the gap), and then bend the sharpened hook tip into a hook shape similar to the size of a "Thousand Friends" hook with a needle-nosed pliers, and the hook tip can be slightly bent outward.

The composition of "eating eel"

Today, my mother and I went to the market to buy food. The market is crowded with people. My mother and I are going to buy stewed fish.

Suddenly, I found a "snake" in the fish pond and cried, "Mom, look, there is a snake here!" My uncle who sells fish smiled and said to me, "This is not a snake. This is Monopterus albus, commonly known as long fish. Stewed soup can supplement both zinc and calcium.

I asked my uncle, "How to tell a long fish from a snake?" Uncle said, "There is mucus on the long fish and scales on the snake.

"Mom said," Since the long fish is nutritious, buy one! "The uncle who sells fish grabbed the biggest long fish from the pool. The long fish seemed unwilling to give in easily and suddenly dived into the water.

Uncle wiped the mucus left by the long fish with a towel and went into the water to catch it. No matter how cunning and fierce the prey is, it can't escape from the hunter's palm.

This time, uncle held scissors in one hand and stuck it in his throat in the other. He laboriously cut open its belly with scissors, took out its internal organs and pulled out its intestines. That's it. Its tail is still beating, cut off by scissors one by one, and its muscles are still moving.

Finally, this fierce eel became a delicacy on my table.

Write down an interesting thing in the summer vacation.

Interesting things in summer vacation. Does everyone have anything interesting in the summer vacation? I am no exception. One day during the summer vacation, I realized this dream.

It was a hot night. My cousin came to my house and I asked him to take me to catch eels. My cousin agreed, and I jumped three feet for joy. We set off with our tools ready.

On the way to catch eels, we were happy and scared. We are glad to catch the eel, but we are worried that it is too dark, like a black cloth.

I was about to speak when my cousin's eyes stopped me, so I had to keep silent. My cousin stopped, so did I. I saw an eel hole, and then I knew what my cousin meant just now.

My cousin gave me a toolbox, a lamp and a bucket. He took out a clip wrapped in a needle from my toolbox, went to the eel hole, put the clip in, pulled out an eel and dripped blood into the forest. The eel tried to get rid of the trap, but my cousin had put it in.

We walked on and saw a dead eel, but my cousin put it in anyway. I don't know what this means, but I dare not say, so I can only wait until I come back.

After a while, we caught half a bucket of eels. On the way back, I asked my cousin why he put the dead eels in. My cousin smiled after listening to my words.

I am even more ignorant and wonderful. My cousin said to me, "You have been deceived by the illusion. This eel is not really dead, but pretending to be dead.

"I didn't know eels would play dead.

How's it going? Today is a good day to study and play, isn't it?

There are four compositions of about 400 words in the fourth grade of primary school.

Today, the forest is very lively. Why? Because the 8th Animal Olympics has already started! Colorful flags fluttered on the sports field.

Goats, rabbits, dogs, foxes, bears ... all came, and mother pig, who doesn't go out much at ordinary times, also came to see and cheer.

White rabbits, kittens and sika deer wear beautiful skirts to cheer for the athletes.

There are many events: swimming, boxing, long jump and shot put ... However, the most striking thing is the race between rabbits and turtles.

You may ask, didn't rabbits and turtles compete? As we all know, the rabbit lost to the tortoise because of its pride.

But that's an old calendar, and it's not what it used to be.

Believe it or not: Old Rabbit's son looks full of energy in tight sportswear and brand-name sports shoes.

He stretched his legs and bent down, thinking: as long as I don't sleep, I will win the little turtle in this game, so I don't have to take the blame from my predecessors.

Where is the turtle's daughter going? My clothes are bulging. Is there anything in it? The monkey referee waved the flag first, and then raised his gun.

He said, "Take your positions and get ready-bang!" With a gunshot, the hind foot of the rabbit sword jerked forward.

Where is the tortoise flying? Ah, she stood still and slowly took out two hot wheels from her skirt.

Feifei stepped on hot wheels and rolled forward. When the audience saw it, they were all blindsided.

Fly on the hot wheels and walk in the clouds.

After a while, Feifei caught up with the sword.

Seeing that the sword was caught up, he ran as fast as he could, but to no avail. Feifei left her sword far behind.

The forest shouted, "The tortoise comes first! The tortoise comes first! " Finally, the tortoise won! Jian Peijun was very sad. He finally understood that Uncle Tortoise defeated Father Rabbit with perseverance, but today Little Tortoise defeated himself with modern technology.

Happy day composition 300 words

1 A happy and unforgettable Sunday, like a beautiful little white sail, haunts my young heart forever.

Open the skylight of memory. Cloudless Sunday in Wan Li. My mother and I went to Minyue Park to play.

Passing by a beautiful small garden, there are countless exotic flowers and plants in it, which makes people see things in a blur.

Then, we came to the scene of the "water walking" competition.

Seeing a player playing so crazy, I can't help but want to show my talent.

So, with the help of an uncle, I got into the airbag.

Then my uncle filled the bag with oxygen. In a short time, it became a big and round balloon, and finally I was pushed into the water.

When I fell into the water, I was scared and sat there, afraid to move.

At this time, I saw a little boy alive and kicking in a big balloon, and I didn't take it seriously at all.

And I, a man with a height of 1.3 meters, how can I shrink back? Thinking of this, I got up the courage and stood up carefully. Who knows, before I was halfway through, the slight ripples on the lake slapped the big balloon gently, and I fell to the ground with a splash.

"Hey, it's nothing, I don't believe I can't succeed!" I muttered to myself.

I quickly stood up and walked quickly. "Ha ha, I won!" Just when I was proud, I didn't expect to fall into a big somersault, and I didn't even have the strength to stand.

The boy across the street made a face at me. "Hum, I can't afford to walk or climb?" You see, I learned to walk when I was a child, and I walked steadily.

I thought the champion was mine, but the little girl behind me chased me and both sides fainted.

Looking back at my little girl, she has stood up and walked to the balloon. Looking at the distant figure, I am extremely ashamed. Unexpectedly, as a man, I lost to a "little girl"! Today is National Day. As soon as I got up in the morning, after washing and breakfast, I was dragged to the vegetable market by my father. "Well, we are short of cabbage, mushrooms, eels and chicken.

By the way, it's the season of fresh fruit, so eat more fruit.

"Dad said while looking at the shopping list.

When I arrived at the vegetable market, my father took me to the fish stall. There were many fish, including hairtail, crucian carp and yellow Latin.

I really don't know. When I saw the next jump, my father came to a shop selling eels and pointed to some big eels, and I caught him! At first, I only dared to touch it, not to do it. Later, I bravely caught one, and then, the second and the third.

I caught them all in my bag, and the fishmonger said it happened to be 10 yuan. My father gave me money, and then I bought everything on the shopping list. In order to reward my courage in catching eels for the first time, I also bought my favorite fruit-pitaya.

Today is really a great day! On my way back, I met my grandparents and my brother. They are going to the stadium to play. Dad said I could go, too. "Oh, great!" "My brother and I arrived at the stadium cheering. We first went to Yate Sports Center, played a simulated bicycle for a while, and played a treadmill for a while. When we came out, we were sweating like a pig. Suddenly, we heard cheers and fireworks from the back door of the stadium. We forgot to rest and ran to the back door. Wow! Guess what we saw? Here comes the "NBA star", and the little brother shouted: "Look there! "Looking in the direction he pointed out, it turned out to be a free child shooting machine. How can we miss this great opportunity? We are both "stars". My brother is really interesting. He is like a racket, "hitting the ball into the net". In the end, none of them got in. As for me, at least three of them were thrown by "holding the urinal".

It's over. I haven't exercised like this for a long time. How happy you are to relax your muscles and not have to study! Time to go home. What a happy day today.

Piglet, the habit of eating without washing your hands.

Ah! Childhood, golden childhood, it is full of joy and nostalgia ... Three years ago, on a dark night, my cousin Jiang Wei took my brother and me and walked on the ridge of the country with kerosene lamps.

I looked around as I walked.

It was dark all around, like being covered with a big black cloth. I'm scared and happy. In such a dark night, I'm afraid only the three of us are walking. Happily, my cousin took us to catch eels.

Walking, suddenly, my cousin stopped, raised the kerosene lamp and stared at the ridge. I was about to speak when my cousin stopped me with a gesture, so I had to keep silent.

I looked through the dim light and saw only a hole under the ridge, facing the sky.

Take a closer look. This hole is slippery and wet. I know this is an eel hole. No wonder my cousin didn't let me talk just now.

Suddenly some small bubbles came out of the hole.

There are eels! I couldn't help blurting out and shouting.

My cousin's face suddenly showed a look of joy.

He asked his brother to hold the kerosene lamp and handed me the fish basket.

I saw him put an instrument full of iron needles in the hole, stabbed it several times and turned it a few times.

After a while, an eel was dragged out. This eel is a foot long and has a faint black line on its yellow body.

Although it was bloodied by an iron needle, it still struggled desperately with its tail and head.

Cousin grabbed it and threw it into the fish basket.

We found the second hole again and saw an eel lying upright at the edge of the hole. I thought to myself: How did this eel die? The custom in our country is not to eat dead eels.

I was just about to kick it away when my cousin stopped me and said, "Don't be busy, let's see if it plays dead?" Playing dead? Eels still play dead? Brother was holding a lamp, and we all watched curiously.

Cousin gently pulled it with an eel hook, but it did not move.

Poke it with a sharp needle again. Look, the straight body is twisted.

"ha! Live! Live! " We laughed happily.

Of course, this eel has also become our trophy.

I can't remember how many eels I caught that night, but the feeling of joy, excitement and novelty remained deeply in my heart.

A composition about the countryside

Country life Last winter vacation, I spent a winter vacation in a village in my hometown.

In the village where I live, there are clear ponds, towering mountains, dense forests, hardworking and simple people ... In the clear ponds, there are slender lotus flowers and frolicking fish ... In summer, lotus flowers are in full bloom, like hibiscus, dancing in the water in white.

Some budding lotus flowers are like a shy little girl.

When the sun shines on the lotus, it turns red.

This is "the lotus leaf is infinitely green, and the lotus reflects the sun differently."

"The whole body is black, and the small tadpoles swim freely in the water, dragging a long black tail behind their heads, not to mention how cute they are! There are lush forests by the pond, peach blossoms in spring, azaleas in summer, chrysanthemums in autumn and plum blossoms in winter.

These words are open in seasonal order and look lovely and beautiful in the Woods.

Under the cultivation of this simple rural people, it looks noble, particularly eye-catching and particularly gorgeous.

There are even rice fields in the countryside where cattle work.

Although this yellow cow is not as beautiful as the black-and-white cow in Dutch pasture, it is hardworking, just like the people in his hometown.

If you go out for a walk when the sun is about to set, you will definitely see people in the countryside eating dinner: some people sit on stone benches in the yard and some people set tables and chairs in their own yards to eat, having a good time.

The rosy clouds on the horizon, the evening breeze, the homing birds on the horizon and the people in the countryside have merged into a beautiful picture of nature and harmony.

Pastoral scenery I think pastoral scenery is the most beautiful, which makes me yearn for it most: fields are embedded at the foot of the mountain, rivers are surrounded by mountains like blue ribbons, and houses with simple and harmonious colors are in the distance ... Once you enter the countryside, you will find their houses are still brick houses.

Walking in front of and behind their house, you will see a feeding pen with horses, sheep, pigs and other animals. They screamed as if a band were playing a symphony.

In front of people's houses in rural areas, there will be a loyal dog to defend their homes.

Whenever the sun rises, hardworking farmers work hard on this land and plant all kinds of vegetables: sweet and delicious corn; Fresh vegetables and green vegetables, etc.

Looking at the working farmers, I remembered a poem: "It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

"The spirit of farmers is really touching.

Some families also planted several fruit trees in the open space next to the house, including apples, pears, pineapples and many fruits.

Autumn has come, and the red apples are smiling and covered with branches; The pears in Huang Chengcheng are mouth-watering, and I seem to smell the sweet taste; A bunch of grapes hung on the tree, and the farmers were very happy. Another bumper harvest year.

In the evening, rural women came to beat their clothes on the stones by the river, and their skilled hands washed them clean and brand-new.

The scenery here is really beautiful: the grass on the roadside is laid on the ground, like a soft carpet, and the winding path surrounded by wooden fences leads to the virgin forest.

The trees there are lush, dense and endless.

The sun in the sky is smiling at us, and white clouds are floating around leisurely ... what a beautiful pastoral scenery, full of pastoral flavor.

The scenery in the countryside is very beautiful and charming at any time.

Happy day composition 300 words

Today, Xiao Hao, Mom and Lin and I went skating in Donghui Park.

Arriving at Donghui Park, we saw many people flying kites. Around the square, colorful flowers are in full bloom and green grass is everywhere.

We put on our skates and skated to our heart's content.

Soon, we came to the fountain

I saw several brothers and sisters skating slowly.

We will skate with them.

But every time it's their turn to fall from a height, they always land on their feet. This is very interesting.

Sliding and sliding, we became little teachers and taught them to skate.

Xiao Hao said, "Relax first, and then slide down slowly.

"Xiao Hao and I showed them a few times.

In a short time, they learned.

We had enough fun, so we went to see the little fish under the rock with our mother.

Xiao Hao and Yu Fan hurry to keep up.

Xiao Hao came up and turned several times. He fell to the ground with a plop, which made Xiao Hao laugh and cry. He immediately stood up and skated.

We just played, and before we knew it, it was dark, and we reluctantly left.

We really had a good time today! 332 words

What is life like?

The first topic: Life is like a book. Life is like a book, with rich and colorful contents, which let us experience it again and again. Life is a melting pot, take its essence and discard its dross.

What life has given us.

In the fifth grade of primary school, my grades were not bad in my class.

There will be an essay contest in the village. We discussed it secretly and signed up. With the teacher's permission, I'm ready to go. At the teacher's command, we went to the village by bike.

I am proud of my good Chinese performance. People said I was preparing for the exam, so I sneaked to the gate and bought a lot of snacks.

When I came to class, I found that everyone else was absorbed in doing the test paper.

I don't think so: it's just an exam. What's the big deal? Look at me! I came to my seat, sat down and looked at the topic "My mother". It's simple. I picked up a pen and began to write. The pen ran quickly on the composition book, and soon it was finished. I signed my name in the lower right corner.

Look at others, still writing! I was confident and bluffing, handed my paper to the podium and ran out.

Before the teacher could react, I ran away without a trace.

After the exam, we went home and waited for the good news.

However, it backfired. My grades were poor, so naturally I missed the award.

Hey, who makes me proud? In fact, everything has its inevitability. How can there be a reward if you don't pay? Life is fair to everyone, after bad luck comes good luck, and after rainy days comes rainbow.

After this, I understand: do everything with an open mind and don't be proud! As the saying goes: modest benefit, all bets are off.

The second topic: Life is like an opportunity. A person's life is like picking up shells and wild flowers. There are many opportunities in life. There is a kind of person who never misses any opportunity and seizes it firmly.

There is another kind of people who seize an opportunity and let it go, and seize an opportunity and let it go.

The first kind of people will succeed, and the other kind can only meet with failure.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl: one day, she and her friends went up the mountain to pick wild flowers. The little girl is very picky in every way. She picked a flower and threw it away. She picked another flower and threw it away. In this way, the little girl missed many beautiful flowers.

Finally, all the other children picked a basket full of beautiful, fragrant and fresh flowers.

What about her? The basket is empty and no flowers are picked.

It reminds me of myself.

Once, my parents and I went to cherry ditch to pick cherries.

When we entered cherry orchard, my father suggested, "Let's have a cherry picking competition to see who can pick many sweet and beautiful cherries!" My mother and I agreed with one voice.

At first, I immediately climbed a cherry tree and grabbed a handful of cherries. Oh, it's so dirty Say that finish, I threw away the cherry.

After a while, I climbed a cherry tree and picked some cherries. At first glance, this is still too ugly: yellow cherry.

I looked at my parents' baskets again. Wow! Dad's basket is almost full, and mom has picked a lot.

Let me see my own basket again: I ate the only one, too.

At this time, I realized that nothing should be too picky.

Thinking of this, I quickly climbed a big cherry tree, grabbed one and stuffed it into the basket.

Pick, pick, pick, and finally, the game is over.

Dad swaggered after cherries because he picked too many and made him uncomfortable.

In the end, I won the first place, but I was at the bottom! This cherry picking competition made me understand that the opportunities in our life need to be firmly grasped. As long as we seize these opportunities and make good use of them, our future will be infinitely bright and broad! The third topic: Life is like a cup of tea. You have to taste it in your mouth to taste the refreshing sweetness.

Life is like tasting tea-there is joy in suffering.

I remember when we were graduating from primary school, we wrote in the book Wandering at Sea every day.

But there are also many complaints.

"Oh my God! How so much homework! " This is what we often say.

Under the desk lamp, I'm still doing my homework. Although my hands are sore, I still can't stop.

Faced with a thick pile of homework, I don't know when to write it.

Another mock quiz, the questions on the test paper are really familiar to me. Isn't this a similar question I did last night? I'm used to doing this kind of problem, and I can finish it by dividing three times five by two.

When the test paper was handed out, I reached an objective result.

On the day I received the notice, I looked at the results. Not too good, but not too bad.

At least this is my own true level.

Finally liberated, we bid farewell to the book Mountains and Seas.

In retrospect, although the teacher asked us to practice a lot of questions, it was all for our own good, to lay the foundation for the future and to get good grades in the quiz.

In fact, sometimes, when you are bitter, you will complain.

But what about the sweetness after suffering? Just like a sunny day after rain, you will always see a rainbow hanging in the sky.

Taste a good cup of tea, taste the truth in tea and realize the true meaning of life.

The fourth topic: Life is like a book of life. Gorky said that people who are good at using sporadic time will achieve greater success.

It is true that life is realistic, not so poetic and romantic; Just like a book, when it was first published, it was only black and white. If you don't make good use of class time and record all the bits and pieces taught by the teacher in the book, it's still a book, but it's just a little wrinkled.

So is life. How can you be gorgeous if you don't enrich yourself bit by bit? When you get a book, maybe you will choose those articles that you write vividly and attract you to read, and ignore those ancient poems or argumentative essays.

Zhang Yaling said, "No experience can be wasted, and every experience should be reasonably refined." How to get high marks if you can't learn ancient poetry well? So is life. You like to take the smooth road and avoid the rough road.

Like to do things without setbacks, ignore those challenging things, how to grow? How can I be strong? When the first article of a book doesn't appeal to you, you may think that this book is definitely not worth reading, but you might as well turn it back, and maybe you will find that this book will become your favorite book.

So is life.

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My family is really good at writing 600 words.

I'm drunk, almost drunk.

Just after drinking with my friends, I came to the computer, which is a miracle, because usually I only fall asleep as long as I am drunk, but today I somehow remembered to write something.

But I don't know what to write. I just want to stay by the computer.

I just jumped out of the disco with my friends, and then I went to the night market stall to drink on a whim. Maybe everyone is a little empty, so when there is more wine, I have nothing to say. I'm fine. I drink the most among them. Thanks to my father, he is quite open-minded. Whenever he sees me tired or bored, he will let me have a drink with him. He said that drinking can solve thousands of worries.

He also said that I was only allowed to drink, which means I was not allowed to smoke. I promised him that I would smoke a cigarette once in a while, but since then, I haven't smoked a bite. I'm not sure if I will smoke in the future, but I know at least I don't smoke now, thinking that I have such an understanding father.

I didn't know what to write just now, but now I have a goal, and that is dad.

Wait, I'm going for a drink, or I won't know how to write when I wake up.

Well, some people may call me an alcoholic, but other than that, I drank with my dad. I remember that my father was drunk on the first day of New Year's Day, so I have never been drunk. Call it a day when you are half drunk. Even if others say something, I will be indifferent if I don't drink or not.

Dad was very drunk that time. I got up in the middle of the night and saw him lying in bed. I keep saying that he vomited all over the floor and smelled of alcohol. The smoked man couldn't lift his head, so his mother helped him clean up and waited for him until dawn.

At that time, I was young and didn't know what love was. However, since then, I have regarded my mother's feelings for my father as the embodiment of true love.

For so many years, mom and dad have quarreled again and again. Their voices often wander around me, but I never bother them. I think this is the sublimation of their love. Maybe I quarreled with them when they quarreled. They told me it wasn't a fight, it was communication. Only in this way can we get to know each other.

I didn't understand at first, thinking that they were quarrelling loudly. When I was young, I went to bed early. When I was awakened by them, I couldn't sleep. My little black eyes looked straight at them.

They always let me sleep at that time, but I never fell asleep.

I remember once, after they quarreled, my mother cried. The young mind tried to heal the wounds in her mother's heart with childish ideas and got out of bed. They had quarreled by then, but my mother's sobs kept ringing in my ears.

When they weren't looking, I ran into the kitchen in the yard, put a lot of water in a small pot, and cooked a pot full of rice for more than ten minutes.

I held the rice to my mother's mouth and said to her, "Mom, why are you crying?"? Are you hungry? I cooked the rice, so you can eat it and you won't cry. "

"My childish behavior and attentive expression touched her. I remember that moment, she smiled at me and I smiled back. My father behind me smiled, too. They held me tightly in their arms and I was held tightly by them. I tried to break away from their arms several times because it was too hot there for me to breathe. Such a place is hell for me, but later I learned that it is their paradise.

Mom and dad are still arguing, but their feelings are not weak at all. On the contrary, the old love has not gone, and the new love has come again. Their feelings seem to exist in the bank. No matter how much interest they pay, they will always appreciate and never lose money.

In fact, my family is not rich, just getting by, but I know we are too rich spiritually. If anyone wants to rent some, no problem at all. Just take it, because that little bit means nothing to us.

I don't know the relationship between mom and dad, because in their days, many people got on the bus first and then bought tickets (that is, they got married first and then fell in love). They got married in the middle of their relationship. They could have talked it over, but they got married because they were forced to. Mainly because of my dad's kung fu, he practiced for more than 20 years.

Saying that they are in love is a little different from others.

At that time, I got married at menarche, and both my cousins were in primary school. Every time my mother goes to my father's date, they will accompany her. My parents are so sick that they dare not say a word. Because the two sisters follow me everywhere, they can never poison teenagers! Dad later told me that he might not have married his mother without those two guards.

Because from then on, he knew that it was obviously impossible to use rhetoric, because the two children were here, so he went to his mother's house every few days to help those people. All his inexhaustible strength was spent at his mother's house, which not only touched his mother, but also touched his grandmother, menstruation and uncle.

So every day when my mother gets up, I hear my grandmother's menstruation, and my uncle keeps saying how good my father is. There is no shop after this village, so we should cherish it quickly.

A little touched mother, unable to resist the pressure of public opinion, finally held hands with her father for the first time.

But it wasn't hand in hand, because my sisters were there. Their so-called holding hands is actually a gentle touch between two hands, but that touch has been linked together until today.

My mother told me how hard-working my father was then. He rushed to do what others didn't want to do, and he did it perfectly every time, without any flaws. Even if you pick a fault, he doesn't care, and immediately fixes it, making people feel that he has nothing to say. In this way, he won the heart of his mother.

But even so, it was only verbally said by her family, and she was not persuaded by them. Plan A was successful, so his long-simmering plan B reached the implementation stage.

In their time, few people studied hard, and dad was no exception. ...

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