The process of writing an essay to catch fish

1. Composition: Catching fish (the process should be written in detail) 456

A village in the mountains is surrounded by mountains, and the mountain village is among the mountains.

The child looked at those mountains and thought, the mountains have already covered the sky. Is the sky that big? The world is just that big, right? There is no large piece of flat land in the mountain village, so the villagers' houses cannot be built together. They can only stand on the gentle slope next to the mountain. Therefore, the houses in mountain villages are backed by mountains, hidden in bamboo forests, and hidden in the arms of mountain roads.

When you stand on a mountain road, you often cannot see the house, only the smoke coming from the mountain col. Where there is smoke, there are homes.

Where there are homes, there are often ponds. The mountains are high, the forests are dense, the canyons are deep and green, and clear springs often flow in the mountain streams.

On weekdays, the spring flows over the grass and soaks in the soil on the hillside. The water flows silently. But after a rain, all the water flowing down the hillside merged into the stream, and the mountain stream suddenly became lively and noisy, quite impressive.

People find a low-lying place in front of and behind their houses, weir the stream, and build a dam. The stream water accumulates and over time, it becomes a mountain pond. Mountain ponds are not big, either round or square, deep or shallow.

If you stand on the top of the mountain and look down, you will see that the mountain pond is like a dressing mirror thrown down by a fairy in the sky, falling on the mountain bends everywhere, shining under the sun. There are fish in the mountain pond.

Although there is not much fish, it is the best dish for entertaining guests at home. A guest came to the house. The woman was busy serving tea and water and settling the guests. The man found a small fishing net from the house. He untied the net piece by piece in the yard, held it on his wrist, and walked around the pond. Make a circle, find a corner shaded by trees, cast a net, and catch three or two fish - crucian carp, carp, and a lively grass carp.

Hold the fish in your hand and weigh it, leaving the heaviest one, and throw the other two into the pond. The fish drew a silver arc in the air, splashed a few water splashes in the mountain pond, quickly swung its tail, and dived into the water. My hometown time. My hometown is Yulin City, Guangxi. Although it is not a famous city, it is There are beautiful mountains and rivers, trees and flowers.

Although it is not as gorgeous as the city, the air there is very fresh, the river is clear, and the countryside also has its own characteristics, that is, the unique scenery. I love autumn in my hometown the most.

Because it was a season when melons and fruits were not harvested, and it was also the busiest time for farmers. At this time, the rice fields were put on new golden clothes.

Standing on the terrace on the third floor and looking out, the golden rice fields are connected one after another, and it seems that there is no end in sight. Apart from the scarecrow standing proudly, there is nothing in sight. There is a chicken coop and a duck coop in the backyard of the building. On the other side is a place where flowers and trees are planted. In early autumn, longans are hanging on the branches, and the yellow bark trees seem to be covered with golden gold.

Flowers bloom in season, some are charming, some are brightly colored, and some are fragrant.

They dress themselves up every day to welcome the first ray of morning light and breathe new air. I often move the Taishi chair at home to the balcony and watch the roosters fighting each other. The hens lead a group of chicks to forage for food. As long as they find food, they will make a cry of "coo, coo, coo" in response. Children come to share food.

Seeing this harmonious and vivid picture, I really want to draw it and enjoy that moment forever. By July and August.

The sun tanned us all. At noon, we often gather a few friends to play in my backyard. We carefully climb up the longan tree, lie on the trunk, feel the coolness of the wind, pick a bunch of longan, peel off the shell, and reveal the watery skin. , put it in your mouth, it's sweet and delicious.

After eating, tired from playing, the sun goes down, friends all go home, and the children's play for the day is over. There are several customs in my hometown that I keep in mind.

It should be the day of the Dragon Boat Festival. There were very few cars on the road. That was because people were dancing the dragon.

At noon, some people paraded through the streets holding dragons. There were white dragons, green dragons, red dragons, and golden dragons.

There are all kinds of colors. There are twelve dragons in a row. They are so long that no one can see the end. The street was very lively. Some people dressed up as Arhat dolls, with big heads, thin bodies, and funny looks, which everyone loved.

When I was a child, my grandma took me to walk around the dragons. She said to me: "Anqi, do you know? As long as you go around and pass through the twelve dragons, you can There will be good luck this year. Also, have you seen those cute people? Just ask him for the fan in his hand and touch his head, and you will also have good luck."

When I grow up, I won’t need my grandma’s company. Every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, I always call my friends and we go to the road to wear dragons to bring good luck.

Although the countryside does not have the luxury of the city, it has a unique and fascinating beauty. Maybe some people don't like the countryside and think it is a dirty place.

But I don't think so. Although it is said to be a rural area, the rural areas are now modernized.

But the people here have not changed their customs and still rely on their own hands to obtain the fruits of their labor. I love my hometown and the hardworking people here.

Rain on a rainy night is violent, and it always suddenly breaks the tranquility of the past; rain is kind, and when the earth is dry, it will bring coolness to the earth; rain is gentle, Listen carefully and you will be immersed in the memories of the past. Yes, rain, in my memory, seems to be a "human being" with thoughts and feelings. If you are a person with love in your heart, then I believe you must have personally experienced the unique charm of rain.

On a rainy night, I sat at the small desk near the window and listened to the sound of rain outside the window. It was melodic and beautiful, like spring streams and larks singing on the branches. Listening to it, it seemed to be laughing and crying.

On this poetic rainy day, it always reminds me of many past memories, the most memorable of which is the time I spent in the countryside when I was a child. At that time, we all had an innocent and pure childlike innocence. Every day there was very happy and unforgettable, because we were with nature all day long, and everything we did was full of fun.

Sometimes we go to collect lotus pods together, sometimes we go to set up fishing nets with grandpa and grandma, and sometimes we catch fish with our friends... Whenever we come back to our senses, the rain is falling inadvertently. Time stopped, but I still couldn't escape the beautiful "French Open" of my childhood, and I fell into sleep without knowing it. I'm honored to have it. 2. Use actions to describe the process of fishing in 50 words

During the summer vacation, I went to my aunt’s house in the countryside. Their house lived along the river, with willows clinging to the bank. The river was green and reflected the willow trees. The beautiful shadow.

In midsummer, when the sun is scorching the earth, the small fish in the green water are playing leisurely among the water plants. When my cousin and I were enjoying the cool under the willow shade, we found that there were quite a lot of small fish, so we wanted to cast a net to catch fish. It happened that my cousin also had fishing tools at home.

We found a long reed stick and a rectangular fishing net and started our fishing plan. I first straightened out the fishing net, then tied the long side of the net firmly to the reed wood, and finally dropped a few pieces of iron sheet under the net.

In this way, the fishing net will be vertical when launched into the water instead of floating on the water, and everything is ready. I was about to throw the fishing net into the water, but my attentive cousin quickly stopped me, "How are you going to pull the net up if you just throw it out like this?" I saw him tightly tying one end of the reed wood with a long rope and the other. One end is tied to the railing on the shore.

Ha, throw the net! We hold one end of the reed and shoot the reed like a javelin to where there are many fish. There was a sound of water, and suddenly many ripples gradually appeared on the river. It turned out that the small fish swimming on the surface just now were frightened and dived into the water.

My cousin and I breathed side by side and waited patiently.

After a while, countless small ripples appeared on the water surface again - the fish emerged from the water and swam around again, getting closer and closer to the fishing net. Suddenly, there was a "swish" sound, and the reed wood shook suddenly, as if it was pulled by a force. Just a moment - the fish is online.

I saw a few fish struggling desperately on the net, turning up their silver-white bellies from time to time. I wanted to pull up the net, but my cousin asked me to wait a little longer.

I want more fish to go online. We waited for a while, but no fish dared to approach the fishing net.

The net was closed, I pulled the rope and dragged the net up. Oh, the net was wet, with some water plants and a few small fish about 10 cm long wrapped around it. They swung their tails vigorously, The silver belly shines in the sun. We counted six of them.

The two of us untied the fish from the net again. We thought this was a simple matter, but found that it was not. I held the tail and pulled it down. The net was wrapped around the gills. I held the head and pulled it down. The net was wrapped around the fins. It was not easy to get the fish off the net.

Afterwards, I looked at the fishnet carefully. This kind of fishnet is made of fine white mesh and is very adhesive. As long as something touches the surface, it will be stuck and it will be difficult to take it off. I put the net into the big basin and put in a fish for experiment.

I saw the fish swaying its tail and gradually came into the net. The net quickly entangled its gills and the fish could not escape. It struggled desperately, swishing its tail, and its fins and tail became tangled in other meshes.

Haha, this summer I played a role - a fisherman.

3. Composition 100 Fragments of Fishing

During the summer vacation, I went to my aunt’s house in the countryside. Their house lived along the river, with willows clinging to the bank. The river was green, reflecting the shadows of the willows.

In the middle of summer, when the scorching sun was scorching the earth, the small fish in the green water were playing leisurely among the water plants. When my cousin and I were enjoying the cool under the willow shade, we found that the small fish were really A lot of miles, so we wanted to cast a net to catch fish. It happened that our cousin also had fishing tools. We found a long stick of reed wood and a rectangular fishing net and started our fishing plan.

I first straightened out the fishing net, then tied the long side of the net firmly to the reed wood, and finally dropped a few pieces of iron sheet under the net. In this way, the fishing net would be vertical when entering the water and would not float. On the water, everything was ready. I was just about to throw the fishing net into the water, but my attentive cousin quickly stopped me, "How are you going to pull the net up if you just cast it like this?" I saw him tightening it with a long rope. Tie one end of the reed wood and the other end to the railing on the shore. Ha, throw the net! We held one end of the reed and shot it like a javelin to the place where there were many fish.

There was a sound of water, and suddenly, many ripples gradually appeared on the river. The small fish upstream were so frightened that they dived into the water. My cousin and I held our breath together and waited patiently. After a while, countless small ripples appeared on the water surface again - the school of fish came out of the water and swam around again, As we got closer and closer to the fishing net, there was a sudden "swish" sound, and the reed wood shook suddenly, as if it was pulled by a force - the fish were online. I saw a few fish on the net struggling desperately, turning over from time to time. I wanted to pull the net up, but my cousin asked me to wait a little longer. I wanted more fish to come online. We waited for a while, but no fish dared to get close to the net.

The net was closed, I pulled the rope and dragged the net up. Oh, the net was wet, with some water plants and a few small fish about 10 centimeters long wrapped around it. They swung their tails vigorously, their silver-white abdomens They were shining in the sun. We counted them, and there were six of them. We untied the fish from the net again. We thought it was a simple matter, but found that it was not. Just hold on to the tail and pull it down. The net was wrapped around the gills. I held my head and pulled it down. The net was wrapped around the fins. I finally managed to get the fish off the net.

Afterwards, I looked at the net carefully. This kind of fish net made of white fine mesh is very adhesive. As long as something touches the surface, it will be stuck, and it is difficult to take it off. I put the net into a big basin and put in a fish to make it. Experiment. I saw the fish swaying its tail and gradually came into the net. The net quickly entangled its gills and the fish could not escape. It struggled desperately and swung its tail, and its fins and tail were also entangled in other meshes. .

Haha, this summer I played a role - a fisherman. 4. Write a scene of catching fish

Once, I was about to catch a fish, but suddenly it dropped. shower.

Mother, kept calling us to go home at the door, but we just couldn’t bear to go home empty-handed. Grandpa couldn’t drink the fish soup. So, we didn't care too much, went barefoot again, jumped into the creek like crazy, and put our hands into the cracks in the rocks one by one.

After catching a few crucian carp, when I stretched my hand to another rock crevice, I suddenly felt a cool, slippery feeling. I couldn’t tell whether I was catching a loach or an eel. , I clearly felt that it had a thick body and a big head, like a snake, and I couldn't help but be surprised: Did it catch a water snake? I wanted to let go, but I was afraid that it would jump out and bite me after I let go. Therefore, I finally decided to risk it all.

I held it with one hand and couldn't get it out, so I stuck the other hand tightly in it. Finally he pulled it out. This guy had a head like a snake's head, but had a fish tail. It turned out to be a snake fish, weighing about a pound.

I let out a long sigh of relief. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the wind is getting stronger.

Mother, shouting hoarsely, held an umbrella and ran towards us. Our clothes were already soaked, and because we had caught something that looked like a fish but not a fish for the first time, we were so excited that we ran too fast and the basin shook violently. The snake fish we had caught with so much effort actually jumped into the paddy field.

Regardless of the heavy rain or my mother’s shouts, my brother and I quickly jumped into the field. We chased and chased, and when we caught it, it slipped out of our hands.

Without paying attention, the snake fish almost slipped back into the creek where it was. In the rain and in the paddy field, we chased it for nearly an hour. It wasn't until my mother used the bamboo pole on her back to make a net that we finally captured it again.

The first time we caught this snake fish, our brothers were absolutely ecstatic. When my mother was cooking fish, her meticulousness was as if she was deliberately creating the most beautiful landscape painting in the world.

When mother handed the cooked fish soup to Grandpa, Grandpa refused to drink it no matter what. He called us brothers to the bedside and insisted on letting us drink it, saying that this snake fish is particularly nourishing. . We both secretly smacked our lips and quickly said we didn’t like it.

I remember that my grandfather often told us that we should study hard so that we can stand out in the future. We both said to Grandpa, "Grandpa, if you don't drink this soup, we will stop studying in the future.

Anyway, your health is not good, and we have no interest in studying." After hearing this , Grandpa had to take the fish soup.

At that moment, I saw two lines of turbid tears sliding down Grandpa’s cheeks. Later, when we remembered that "this snake fish is very nurturing," we brothers became very happy.

From now on, we often catch fish and make soup for grandpa. We hope that the fun of catching fish will always accompany us as we grow up, and we also hope that the fish soup will always nourish our grandfather as he grows older.

The sky is kind to us, year after year, year after year. As we grew older, our ability to catch fish became better and better, but what was disappointing was that grandpa still fell asleep in the setting sun of the western sky.

That fragrant fish soup has nourished my youthful memories since then, and also nourished the tender eyes of my grandfather looking at my brother and me in heaven. 5. A 400-word essay about the process of catching shrimp

This morning, my parents took my cousin and me to catch shrimps in the creek in the Boulder Park.

The water in the creek is crystal clear, and even the stripes of pebbles in the water are clearly visible. We took off our shoes and socks, rolled up our trouser legs, stood on the shore, widened our eyes and began to carefully look for shrimps.

Suddenly, Dad said to us excitedly: "Come here, there are some shrimps here!" We ran over quickly, followed the direction of Dad's fingers, and sure enough we saw a few shrimps leisurely. play. They are completely transparent and blend in with the pebbles in the water. If you don’t look carefully, you really can’t see them! Seeing shrimps in the stream, the two of us got excited. We tiptoed into the water, took out the net bag we had prepared, and quietly stretched it out. But before we got close, the clever shrimp seemed to notice it, kicked his feet, and quickly slipped away. .

I started looking again and saw a few shrimps resting on the rocks. I quietly stretched the net over, but they swam to another rock. I quietly stretched out the net again, and the "sly" shrimp swam to another rock again, as if playing hide and seek with us.

After fishing for a long time, my father had already caught more than a dozen shrimps, but my cousin and I found nothing. We were a little impatient, so we each took a plastic bag and kept fishing in the water. The shrimps were confused by us, and several shrimps fell to the ground and became our "prisoners".

We returned home fully loaded with our "trophies" ***Total: 460 words.

6. Sample essay on catching fish for fourth grade.

One day, our family of three took a bus to the countryside to visit our grandpa. We sat there for about three and four hours and got off the bus. Grandpa was very excited when he saw us. I was so happy that I said I would go to the pond to catch fish for us to eat. I was very curious. Fishing is all about fishing in the city, but fishing is all about catching fish in the countryside! I also wanted to learn, so I followed my grandpa to catch fish. When I came to the pond, my grandpa started to work happily. The more I looked at it, the more I wanted to try the feeling of fishing! Grandpa saw what I was thinking and said: Naughty boy, come and catch fish with grandpa too! I couldn't be happier! I took off my shoes and prepared to get into the water. Unexpectedly, I was trapped by the sand before I got into the water. I was shocked and didn't dare to move. Grandpa came over immediately, helped me and said: Be brave, don't be afraid! I finally got into the water, and I could catch a fish with just a touch. After I touched it, I put my hands together, leaving some space between my fingers, and put it away. Get into the bucket and go back and forth like this. It’s so fun! Although the sun is burning hot on top of my head, I don’t feel hot at all. One for you and one for me. My grandpa and I caught a bucket of fish before we went home! It was such a happy day. 7. An essay about catching fish with bare hands, 400 words, great bonus

My childhood was happy. Colorful and interesting things happened every day, including catching fish, telling jokes, and telling ghost stories. . . , what things left a deep impression on me? Needless to say, of course it’s about catching fish!

One Saturday morning, the wind was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly. I followed my mother to my aunt’s house in the countryside. I walked and danced all the way because my mother said she would take me to the river to catch fish. There will be such interesting things.

"Uncle! Let's go and catch fish!" I shouted. I saw him carrying a big bucket, a leaky net, and a straw hat. I quickly grabbed the bucket and carried it in my hand, put the leaky net on my shoulder, put on the straw hat and set off.

On the way to the river, I sang the "Newspaper Selling Song" adapted by me, "La la la, la la la, I am a little expert at catching fish. I sang as I walked, today's fish "It's so good." Look at me, everyone is so happy that they almost laugh out loud!

When I got to the river, I quickly took off my shoes, jumped into the river, and caught the fish with my hands. Just as I was about to catch it, the fish slipped away. I made another "porridge" and moved forward. As soon as I caught it, the fish quickly jumped from my hand into the river. I was a little frustrated. look! As soon as my uncle caught the fish, it was held in his hand. I shouted loudly, "These fish are too biased and won't let me catch them. They keep swimming on your side!"

"Then it's because you didn't hold up." If you have a good grasp of the technique, you won't be able to catch it just by messing around. I'll tell you a secret. Just wait for the fish to be free, and then suddenly 'attack' it, and the fish will have no choice but to swim into your hand!" Uncle explained! arrive. I followed the method my uncle told me and stood still in one place. When the fish were all calm, I suddenly held it and the fish came into my hand. "Haha! I caught it too! Great! Haha." Haha! ”

After I caught the fish and got tired of playing, I lay on the rocks and basked in the lazy sun, with my little feet in the water and the fish biting happily. It was so comfortable. . ! 8. Write a 50-word excerpt about catching fish in the countryside

Along the way, the sun burned the earth so hot that the branches did not move at all. The cicadas on the tree kept chirping. We drove to grandpa's house.

There is a small river in front of my grandfather's house, and the water is crystal clear. My cousin and I couldn't wait to get out of the car and came to the river. At first, my cousin and I felt very bored, so we asked my grandpa to help us find some branches. Grandpa immediately gave me and my cousin a few branches. We slapped the river with branches and felt excited.

While lapping the lake surface, I accidentally discovered that there were thousands of small fish playing in the water. I hurried to my grandpa's house and got a washbasin. I put the washbasin into the water. Because I was impatient, I lifted the washbasin up when only a few small fish swam in, but found nothing.

Grandpa said: "You have to be patient when catching fish. You have to wait for the fish to swim into the basin before you lift the basin up, otherwise you won't be able to catch the fish." So I listened to grandpa and this time, I also found bait - —Banana peel. I put the banana peel in the basin, then put the basin into the water, and did as grandpa said. After a while, I really caught a lot of fish. Later, I saw that these fish were still small, so I put them back into the water.

We had so much fun today!