Articles about Villagers' Hostel 1: Village Wedding Banquet
Recently, at the invitation of relatives, I went back to my hometown to hold several banquets. Looking at those familiar scenes, I can't help but think of the warmth and happiness in those rural drinking days many years ago, and my heart is full of infinite tenderness and emotion.
It was an era of material scarcity, and clothes were scarce, but no matter who lived there. Something red? Or? White matter? That must be the biggest thing in the village. There is something at home, almost the whole village contributes, and friends, neighbors and neighbors are obliged to help. Of course, although the whole wine field is crowded, it is busy but not chaotic. All the staff have a detailed division of labor, including those who are responsible for cooking, greeting guests, pouring tea, washing dishes, purchasing goods, borrowing things and cooking. Of course, the best chef in the village should be invited to be busy, and there are people inside and outside. Everyone's face is full of smiles, and they are happier than their own banquets. The scene was really noisy.
The most difficult thing is the tableware for the banquet. All the tableware is borrowed by the owner and collected by western families. Pots, chopping boards, knives, pots and even bowls, tables and stools are borrowed everywhere in the village. Sometimes when they really can't borrow it, they use door leaves as tables and move bricks and stones as stools. If you are lucky, you can still sit at your desk and bring your own bowl when you open the table. The table is square and the stool is long and narrow. A table of eight people, the seats are divided into upper and lower seats. Children are not allowed to sit in the seat, and only respected elders are qualified to sit.
Although the material is scarce, the hospitable host will rack their brains, take out all their belongings, kill pigs and sheep, prepare good wine and dishes, and invite friends and relatives to get together. In the morning, you will hear pigs barking and chickens crowing. The sheep that was alive and kicking just now soon became fresh meat on the chopping board. After a while, the smell of mutton, pig's trotters and chicken keeps drilling into your nose.
Into the kitchen, braised pork, fried whole fish, egg rolls, trotters, braised pork, meatballs, mutton soup and other dishes. Be placed on the chopping board, arranged neatly and orderly. Braised pork with plum vegetables is steamed, neither firewood nor greasy, soft and waxy and fragrant; Steamed meat is delicious, crisp and refreshing; Braised pork is fat and thin, sweet and soft, and melts in the mouth. Mutton soup tastes fresh and tender, with rich fragrance and endless aftertaste. If it happens in winter, a dish of fresh fried meat with winter bamboo shoots is also delicious. Every dish is meaningful. Steamed vegetables are steaming hot, symbolizing that the days are flourishing and meatballs are round, symbolizing that the whole family is round and full. Needless to say, there is a head and a tail, and there are fish every year. Eating these dishes is a blessing and a hope.
Of course, my favorite foods are braised pork, braised pork, pork liver and heart-lung soup. A few pieces of fragrant braised pork can be served with two bowls of rice and a bowl of fresh mutton soup after dinner. It's really delicious, and my stomach, heart and body are extremely comfortable. I always feel that there is nothing better. So that in recent years, braised pork, braised pork, pork liver and cardiopulmonary soup often appear in my dreams.
Times have changed, and now the whole wine industry in rural areas has been reformed. Some people go to the hotel to hold a banquet, while others invite them. There is no need to borrow bowls and chopsticks everywhere, and there is no need for villagers to help. Recalling the scene of the whole wine industry in those years, I realized that what I ate was actually a warm atmosphere. We eat the whole village to help each other, whether you are happy or not.
Article 2: Village life in villagers' homes
About the author: Yang, Class 6, Grade 4, Experimental Primary School
Tutor: Bao Ruidong
Our children living in the city always feel that there are rows of high-rise buildings, wide and tidy streets, beautiful and wide green squares, and supermarkets and shopping malls rich in goods, but they know little about the countryside and the countryside, which seems to be looked down upon! But life in the countryside left a deep impression on me. I still remember the beautiful scenery and interesting things in life there.
Every year when the school organizes a spring outing, we will go to the fields in the countryside. Everything is revived, pink and green, and winter jasmine is in full bloom. Yin Yan is flying from the south with beautiful spring scenery. In the suburbs and into the countryside, I always feel that everything is exceptionally fresh, the water is exceptionally clear, the sky is exceptionally blue, the trees are exceptionally green, and the air is exceptionally fresh. It makes people feel particularly refreshed and not tired at all. Although life in the countryside is not as lively and colorful as that in the city, you will feel so quiet, interesting and harmonious there.
I remember one day this spring, we went back to our hometown early in the morning to see grandma. Along the way, the cool breeze blowing on my face will make me feel that the air is so fresh and refreshing. Birds are twittering in the branches, the stream is flowing slowly, the sun shines warm sunshine on the fields, and the willows absorb the sunshine and glow with vitality. He is listening to the birds singing with relish. It's so beautiful that I've never seen it in the city. I'm attracted by the scenery in front of me. As soon as I got off the bus, I skipped along the country road. The wheat seedlings in the field are still light yellow and green, and the trees on the roadside are like umbrellas, shielding us from the slowly warming sunshine. The dog in front of the door followed me: Wang, Wang's bark seemed to welcome me.
I just got home, and soon I was taken to the river by my brother. Ah! Are there so many fish here? I jumped into the water without thinking, scaring my brother to pull me ashore. We were on a wooden boat, with a net in our hands, and began to catch fish. After catching it several times in a row, the fish seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with me, always drawing water with a sieve. I'm thinking that tigers don't show their mountains and rivers. Do you think I am a sick cat? Finally, I tried my best to suck milk, but I didn't pay attention to my feet and fell into the water. Fortunately, I'm not a landlubber, but I'm soaked this time. All the small fish in the water are spitting bubbles, as if laughing at my stupidity, which makes me very angry. Today, instead of catching fish, I was teased by the fish. Do you find it funny? Even so, I am still very happy today, because I have learned the skills of catching fish, and I have also learned not to worry about what to do, but to think twice before acting. I am having a swell time.
Harmony, beauty, tranquility and nature, rural life is like a painting, a poem and a song, which makes people want to stay! I love the country, and I love country life even more. I believe that in the near future, the countryside will be more beautiful and lively.
Article 3: Village life in villagers' homes
The countryside is colorful.
Past bungalows and small courtyards are located on the roadside, with rows of tall and straight poplars on both sides; Birds, magpies, starlings and larks are flying in the sky; Flowers rush to open, Chinese rose, big fireworks. Hard-working people put into labor early; As for the children, the older ones go to school and the younger ones are alive and kicking in the yard.
Spring has come, Wan Li is fragrant in the small flower beds of rural people, and many flowers are having a beauty meeting, looking at the Chinese rose and smiling; Big fireworks are not convinced and their faces are red; Not to be outdone, the sycamore flowers on the tree spread out every bud desperately, emitting a sweet fragrance.
Planting several bamboo and melons is the most common house decoration in rural areas. After several spring rains, bamboo looks greener; Melon climbed up the eaves along the inserted pole, as if to add luster to those houses. There will be some contradictions between chickens and ducks. Sow a little feed, and you will see chickens and ducks running in droves to eat, fighting for each other and refusing to put down a grain? Food? .
Children in rural areas like summer best. Walking into the wheat field is endless golden yellow, only to hear a few laughter from the wheat field. The children are playing in the harvested wheat field, which is very soft and comfortable. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and children jump into the river in groups of three and five, playing and swimming in the river. Every time it rains, children always want to go outside to play with water. Some of them stepped barefoot in the rain, and their little feet splashed the rain deposited on the ground, playing a wonderful movement.
Autumn is the harvest season. The fruits and grain planted by every household have matured on several huge jujube trees, and there are red, green, half red and half green hidden in the dense leaves; Pears in Huang Chengcheng are upside down; The towering corn shows its gold teeth, and a few brown and black hairs on its head keep swinging; Sister pumpkin is holding its long green stem and playing games on the ground.
Winter is coming, the sky is snowing and the ground is covered with thick quilts. The children ran out to have a snowball fight and make a snowman. You called me, and laughter spread all over the small village.