Write a 600-word composition on the topic of killing pigs.

1. Write an essay on Ceng Zi if he doesn't kill pigs. Speaking of honesty, the sages more than two thousand years ago set an example for us.

Let's take a look at the parenting methods of Ceng Zi, a thinker in the Spring and Autumn Period. One day, Ceng Zi's wife will go to the market, and her son will go with her in tears.

The mother coaxed her son and said, "Go home first! When I come back from the market, I will kill pigs and burn meat for you. " After listening to his mother's words, my son stopped making trouble and went home.

When his wife came back from the market, the children clamored to kill pigs and eat meat. After Ceng Zi knew the situation, he went to kill the pig without saying anything. His wife rushed forward to stop him: "I'm just joking with the children." What are you serious about? " Ceng Zi solemnly said: "Teaching by example is more important than teaching by example. If we adults break our promises, how can we educate our children to abide by integrity? " Then he killed the pig and cooked the meat for the children.

Since I became a mother and my son was sensible, I have regarded my son as a friend. The impossible will never be easily promised.

When my son was three years old, one summer evening, Xiao Liu, a classmate living in the dormitory, went out to eat. In order to amuse his son, he said to bring him ice cream when he came back. The result was very late, and I didn't see Xiao Liu.

My son just doesn't sleep in grandma's arms, chanting that Uncle Liu hasn't come back yet. Finally, people waited, and Xiao Liu patted his forehead and said, Oh, I forgot! The child burst into tears with a loud wow.

Until now, my son has been in high school, and this matter is still fresh in my memory. In the eyes of adults, children may be just children, ignorant, but in fact their feelings are delicate and sensitive, and they can't stand any harm.

From the story of Ceng Zi's killing a pig to win the trust, we can see that China's traditional culture deliberately pursues and cultivates honesty. My son's wronged tears also made me deeply understand how important family education is in children's growth.

As parents, everything in life has a subtle influence on children. You can't mistakenly think that children are easy to deceive, regardless of whether the child's requirements are appropriate or not.

You should keep your word, keep your word and be honest. We can satisfy reasonable and feasible wishes, otherwise we must make it clear: no! And tell the truth.

Only in this way can children follow your example, keep their promises and treat others sincerely.

2. Write an essay on Ceng Zi if he doesn't kill pigs. Speaking of honesty, the sages more than two thousand years ago set an example for us. Let's take a look at the parenting methods of Ceng Zi, a thinker in the Spring and Autumn Period. One day, Ceng Zi's wife will go to the market, and her son will go with her in tears. The mother coaxed her son and said, "Go home first! When I come back from the market, I will kill pigs and burn meat for you. " After listening to his mother's words, my son stopped making trouble and went home. When his wife came back from the market, the children clamored to kill pigs and eat meat. After Ceng Zi knew the situation, he went to kill the pig without saying anything. His wife rushed forward to stop him: "I'm just joking with the children." What are you serious about? " Ceng Zi solemnly said: "Teaching by example is more important than teaching by example. If we adults break our promises, how can we educate our children to abide by integrity? " Then he killed the pig and cooked the meat for the children.

Since I became a mother and my son was sensible, I have regarded my son as a friend. The impossible will never be easily promised. When my son was three years old, one summer evening, Xiao Liu, a classmate living in the dormitory, went out to eat. In order to amuse his son, he said to bring him ice cream when he came back. The result was very late, and I didn't see Xiao Liu. My son just doesn't sleep in grandma's arms, chanting that Uncle Liu hasn't come back yet. Finally, people waited, and Xiao Liu patted his forehead and said, Oh, I forgot! The child burst into tears with a loud wow. Until now, my son has been in high school, and this matter is still fresh in my memory. In the eyes of adults, children may be just children, ignorant, but in fact their feelings are delicate and sensitive, and they can't stand any harm.

From the story of Ceng Zi's killing a pig to win the trust, we can see that China's traditional culture deliberately pursues and cultivates honesty. My son's wronged tears also made me deeply understand how important family education is in children's growth. As parents, everything in life has a subtle influence on children. You can't mistakenly think that children are easy to deceive, regardless of whether the child's requirements are appropriate or not. You should keep your word, keep your word and be honest. We can satisfy reasonable and feasible wishes, otherwise we must make it clear: no! And tell the truth.

Only in this way can children follow your example, keep their promises and treat others sincerely.

3. 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. The large white pig has been tied into a big halogen pig, but it is 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!

4. Ceng Zi's honest composition about killing pigs. On the second day of the 600th year, honesty is by my side. Somehow, the straight and flat path became the outer leg, the charming flowers and plants on both sides of the road became eclipsed, and the blue sky in the morning became no longer blue. The beautiful scenery in front of me has become so boring because of my poor grades-61. The closer I get to home, the more confused I seem to be. The test paper is still put aside ... the more I think about it, the more scared I am. When I arrived at the door, I calmed my nervous and flustered heart and gently opened the door to enter the room. Everything is as calm as usual. Mom is cooking and Dad is reading the newspaper on the sofa. That serious look is like a judge. I quickly hid in the room like a mouse meeting a cat and thought: how can I finish the task of signing the paper? Why don't you sign your name? No, I did badly in the exam. Not signing? No, the teacher has to check ... time has passed, and I am hesitant. What if I sign my father's name? ..... I dare not think. Finally, I walked out of the house with a little anxiety and panic. When I arrived at school, the teacher asked me when I was checking the test paper, "Wenjing, why don't you sign it?" "Because my parents are not here ..." I stammered, which surprised me. I lied for the first time. At this time, the deskmate said, "Teacher, she lied. I saw her mother today." I blushed at once and wanted to put my head into the drawer. To my surprise, the teacher was not angry, but said gently and sincerely, "classmate." If you are not good, you should face it bravely and use it to spur yourself to progress. Signing is not to let parents scold you, but to let parents know about your study. You have to understand this. Therefore, I believe that any self-motivated students! I believe that sooner or later they will face their achievements honestly and continue to work hard. " Say that finish, the teacher nodded at me knowingly. I can't help feeling refreshed and full of strength. Yes, it is shameful to cheat others because of poor grades. Only by bravely facing your own grades can you confidently challenge the next exam! I said to myself: I'm going back to sign my name, and then I'm going to apologize to the teacher.

My family killed pigs today. Every new year, 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.

6. Chongqing campus composition suitable topic After lunch today, my parents and I went to Tieshanping to see pigs in my uncle's car.

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 started eating dinner. I just saw the dish made from the meat of that pig. Somehow, I lost my appetite. Pigs are also our friends. Why are we?

7. The composition of the sixth grade of primary school, helping the grandmother to carry vegetables, wrote more than 600 words about Ceng Zi killing pigs.

Ceng Zi's wife went to the market, and her son was crying as he walked. His mother said to him, "Go home. When I come back, I'll kill the pig for you." When his wife came back from the market, Ceng Zi tried to catch the pig and kill it. His wife stopped him and said, "It was just a joke with the children." Ceng Zi said, "Never joke with children. Children are not sensible, so take care of them.

2. Guo Moruo and Banana Flower

Guo Moruo was naughty when he was a child, but he was very filial. Once, his mother got a kind of "dizzy sickness". Guo Moruo heard that plantain flower can cure this disease. This kind of flower is very expensive and seldom blooms, so he and his brother ran to a garden to look for it. It happened that the plantain in that garden had a big yellow flower, and Guo Moruo and his brother secretly picked it and gave it to their mother. Although her mother knows Guo and his brother know it.

3. Washington and the cherry tree

This is a very popular story. When Washington was a child, he accidentally cut down a cherry tree that his father liked very much. Washington bravely admitted this and was forgiven by his father.

4. Auto repair shop

A customer walked into an auto repair shop and claimed to be the driver of the transportation company. "Write more parts on my bill. After I go back to the company for reimbursement, there will be a welfare for you." He told the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper refused the request. The customer pestered him and said, "My business is not small. I will come here often and you will definitely make a lot of money!" " The shopkeeper told him that he wouldn't do it anyway. The customer shouted angrily, "Anyone can do it. I think you are stupid." The shopkeeper was so angry that he asked the customer to leave at once and talk about the business elsewhere. At this time, the customer smiled and shook the owner's hand admiringly: "I am the boss of that transportation company. I have been looking for a fixed and reliable repair shop and will come here often in the future.

In the face of temptation, I am not heartbroken or confused. Although it is as plain as a cloud and as simple as running water, it makes people appreciate that one mountain is high and one sea is deep. This is a shining character-honesty.

One thing:/kloc-A wealthy British gentleman in the 8th century was stopped by a unkempt and ragged boy on his way home one night. "Please buy a pack of matches, sir," said the little boy. "I won't buy it." The gentleman replied. Then the gentleman walked away from the boy and said, "Sir, please buy a bag." He said, "But I have no change." "Sir, you take the match first and I'll change it for you." After that, the boy took a pound given by the gentleman and ran away quickly. The gentleman waited for a long time, but the boy still didn't come back. The gentleman went home helplessly.

The next day, the gentleman was working in his office, and the servant said that a boy asked to see the gentleman. So the boy was called in. The boy is shorter than the boy who sells matches and is dressed in rags. "Sorry, sir, my brother asked me to give you change." "Where's your brother?" The gentleman said, "My brother was seriously injured by a carriage on his way back to find you after changing the change, and he was lying at home." The gentleman was deeply moved by the little boy's honesty. "Let's go! Let's go and see your brother! " When I went to the boy's house, I saw only two boys' stepmother greeting the seriously injured boy. Seeing this gentleman, the boy quickly said, "I'm sorry I didn't send you the change back on time. I broke my word!" " The gentleman was deeply moved by the boy's honesty. When he learned that his parents had died, he decided to take on everything they needed in life.

The second story; /kloc-In the German army in the 0/7th century, there was a prince who was like a brother to his subordinates and was deeply loved by officers and men at all levels. On his way home from a failed national attack, it was midnight in winter. Cold and hunger tormented him and some of his men. In a state of extreme cold and hunger, the prince slowly fell asleep. In his sleep, he dreamed that the sun was exceptionally bright and warm. He woke up to find himself covered with many coats.

More than two thousand years ago, Confucius taught his disciples to be honest. In learning, what you know is knowing, and what you don't know is not knowing. He thinks this is the correct attitude towards learning.

What is a 8.600-word candle? Candle is a small sand in people's life. Candles are an ordinary and great force. Lighting candles in the dark seems too trivial. However, I want to sing a hymn for the selfless candle.

Candle, he has a long body, with white, red and colorful colors. White is like a glittering and translucent pillar; Red as agate; Colored girls are dressed in colored clothes. When they burn, the small flames of candles sway with the wind, which is very beautiful. The tears of the candle also flow down the long candle body, like a crystal jewel, and after condensation, like vicissitudes of life. The ancients often described this indomitable spirit as "the silkworm died in spring, and the tears dried up at night". Yes! The spirit of candles is not only the object of praise of the ancients, but also our example.

Therefore, the life of candle is brilliant, from birth to death, it always contributes light to people. In today's era when electric lights enter thousands of households, the role of candles seems to have disappeared. Don't! No. During the power outage, candles still have their own uses. White candles like jade pillars send souls to the west, red candles like agate welcome families, colorful birthday candles symbolize the beginning of another year, and each one is full of happy memories. Reading by candlelight makes you feel warm, and walking by candlelight makes you feel comfortable.

While praising candles, I can't help thinking of those teachers who are diligent and tireless in teaching and educating people. They are like candles, and the flame of time melts the youth of teachers. Teachers are candles on students' journey, and they will always be the end of their victory, while teaching is immortal candlelight, which will always illuminate their hearts.

9. Composition on the topic of "Busy Year", about 600 words. The Spring Festival is coming, and all the children have a holiday.

Every spring festival, we all spend it at grandma's house. My grandmother's house is in a small village in a mountainous area, with only twenty families, which is remote and quiet. The weather in the mountains is always much colder than that in the city. Ancient wooden houses, blue tiles, rows of icicles of different lengths are often hung under the eaves, crystal clear and translucent. In the morning, there was a thick layer of ice in the water tank. Grandma always breaks the ice to get water for cooking. The adults sat around the fire chatting and drinking tea. Grandma is busy around the tall and big stove, and the soup pot on the stove keeps ringing all day. Grandpa is like an obedient child, busy listening to grandma's instructions, making a fire and carrying water. My parents, who are usually strict with me, seem to be very polite to me on this day and give me absolute freedom to indulge in play.

In the afternoon, beautiful snowflakes are floating in the sky. Gradually, the snow is getting bigger and bigger. Snow girl covered the earth with a layer of white gauze. We rushed to the snow to have a snowball fight. Dad, uncle, cousin and I are a group, and mom, aunt, cousin and cousin are a group. We made snowballs together and fired at the "enemy" together. My sister ran slowly and was hit by my snowball. She burst into tears. Just when I was in high spirits, my aunt picked up a snowball and threw it at me. Fortunately, my uncle was agile and opened his umbrella, only to hear a bang. The snowball exploded on the umbrella. Grandma's puppy got excited and jumped happily under our feet. I accidentally stepped on it and ran to one side with its tail between its legs, barking, but after a while, it forgot the pain and came alive among us again. Had a snowball fight, its body was warm, its hands were warm, and its head was covered with white snowflakes, which was steaming.

After the reunion dinner, some adults are playing mahjong, some are watching the gala, and we children get together to play our favorite games. 12 o'clock is the time I look forward to most, because at that moment, everyone will set off firecrackers and fireworks. I've seen the gorgeous fireworks in the city always so busy. Although there are not many fireworks in the valley of Grandma Village, they are set off in the silent night sky, so crisp, and the echo echoes in the valley, melodious and charming. When I was very young, I only played "dog tail grass" and "ground light cannon", and now I am competing with my father to enlarge the fireworks. I feel more and more courage and boldness, and I am naturally proud.

The Spring Festival was really good, and my stay at my grandmother's house was even more unforgettable.