(1) you are still young, don’t learn to kill chickens. I advise children. The child who was drilling in the hole climbed up one by one, staring at his eyes and asking me doubtfully: why? (2) I couldn’t explain why for a moment, but I just objected firmly again: you are still young, and you will learn to kill chickens when you are ten or nine years old. (3) Why? Children again questioning. (4) I was forced to ask reluctantly, so I could only say one reason: killing chickens is cruel. (5) then don’t you also eat chicken? Crocodile tears! The child choked me, and I didn’t know how to deal with it for a while. (6) You are not allowed to learn to kill chickens now. You will learn when you grow up. I raised my voice and shouted loudly to the child. If you are not allowed to learn, you will understand it when you grow up. (7) the son’s face sank, his head swung, turned around and stopped talking. (8) suddenly there was a sound of opening the door outside the door, and my husband shouted in the yard: Nuo Nuo, kill the chicken. (9) my mother won’t let me kill. Children should be wronged. (10) why not kill? (11) the doll is still small. I still speak firmly. (12) Nuo Nuo got up to help dad kill the chicken, to fill the blood. The child did not move, without Echo. I know I don’t want to kill chickens, and my child feels uncomfortable. (13) my husband called my eldest son and my nephew who lived in my house to help. (14) although I stopped the children from killing chickens, there seemed to be a mess in my heart. Entangled in black and white, right and wrong. To live is to live in contradiction. Human beings are advocating benevolence while killing. The kindness advocated by human beings is the kindness among human beings, while it is a massacre to other creatures on the Earth. Human beings use their own interests to judge the quality of creatures, the nobleness and lowliness of life. For the vast universe, whose life is noble and humble? Who is kind and ferocious? (15) I was lost in thought for a while, but when facing life, I was not a vegetarian and had to eat meat to nourish my body and strengthen my body. If the whole family dare not kill chickens and want to eat a nutritious local chicken, it will become a difficult problem, which reminds me of the experience of killing chickens in the elder sister’s family and the second sister’s family. (16) after the elder sister got married and had a small family, she had to live a life of fine cooking. At that time, there were no fodder chickens slaughtered in the market nowadays, but only one or two live chickens were bought on festivals. Big sister chicken is bought, big brother-in-law did not dare knife, sister also never killed chicken, no way had to Central and others to killed. After the chicken is cooked, you have to thank the chicken killer. Every time I kill a chicken, I thank others. A chicken’s meat, thanks to others, how much can be left? People can’t live for a lifetime and kill others for a lifetime. So my elder sister tried her best to kill the chicken. The nephews are married, and now the elder sister’s family is still killing chickens. (17) the second sister’s family killed chickens. At first, it was the same as the elder sister’s family, and it was also killed by central authorities and others. The situation did not change until the nephew was in the third grade of primary school. One day after dinner, the second elder sister who worked in the local supply and marketing cooperative hurried to her home and asked her eldest brother to kill the chicken. She said she didn’t kill the chicken. The Chicken stood on the ground with blood dripping around her neck. Wait for the eldest brother to follow the second sister to the place. I saw the chicken lying on the ground, head, identity home. Now the second sister is confused, who killed the chicken? After asking the eldest son who was guarding the door at home, he realized that the eldest son killed him. It turned out that when the second sister killed the chicken, the eldest son was staring at it all the time. When the second sister turned around and left, my nephew looked at the chicken that had not been killed, and was afraid and anxious for a moment, I don’t know where I got the courage, so I cut the chicken head with one knife. Since my nephew dared to kill a chicken, my second sister’s family would never worry that no one would kill a chicken from now on. (18) my husband has always killed my chicken, and I can’t help even with the help of Shengxue. My two sons are older, so they can help me. It’s much easier for my husband to kill a chicken, saving time. Children have strong living ability and like to learn to do work. On Sundays, I often wash and wash my hair by myself. I usually help me carry water, sweep the floor and mop the floor. Sometimes I also learn to cut vegetables and stir-fry. I always say that as long as there is noodles, Nuo Nuo can eat it by himself. Although the studious son is only a teenager, it is not strange to say that he wants to learn to kill chickens. However, I think killing a chicken should be learned when the child is older. On the one hand, there is a husband killing a chicken at home, and on the other hand, killing a chicken is a cruel job after all. (19) let children get closer to small animals from childhood, and let kindness and care breed in their young hearts. When the child grows up to ten or nine years old, he has a ruler to measure the state of affairs, which is to enter and retreat, take and leave in his heart. He can grasp the degree and have the wisdom to know the world, learn chicken also no later. People should have the skills and courage to eat tigers, as well as the solidarity and mutual help among tigers. Moreover, they should give up hunting after Tigers are full of food instead of endless greed. Tiger’s cruelty is for life, while human’s cruelty is greed. Learning to kill the chicken is a good thing for people to learn a skill, while losing benevolence and greed without boredom is a big deal. (20) several days later, my husband suddenly said: I understand why you don’t let children kill chickens! Children no longer mention killing chickens. Write in 2014-06-14

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At the end of the day, I got up in the car in the scenery beside the river. After washing, I stretched myself, thinking that the New Year’s Day would be over and all the holidays would be off. It was time for me to have a good rest. I went to the deserted office alone. It’s clean. Today is mine! I can enjoy the office network alone, read books, surf the Internet, and complete some unfinished commitments. But today’s tranquility was broken. Because of a phone call from someone who had nothing to do with me, my good mood suddenly vanished and vanished. At noon, I went to mantenin with my son Xiong Jian and went to sit quietly. I wanted to listen to music with my son. I didn’t say anything and didn’t want anything. I tasted the fragrant mantenin coffee, while silently watching the bamboo swaying in the wind outside the window, I sat in a daze like this, but because of a WeChat, I couldn’t calm down any more. Alone, in the car, wandering far away, half of China has traveled all over. In the hot summer, colorful autumn and cold winter, I drove slowly. I have been to many places in the wind and rain, in the hot sun and in the cold wind, I have seen the clear water in the mountains and the broken clouds flying slowly on the mountainside, the foggy cities and thousands of window lights that have nothing to do with me constantly blink; The rising sun in the mist of rice fields in the plain morning, the lines of gentle and elegant wild goose array with proud wings are so beautiful that the rising sun is suffocating; The Yangtze River, Yellow River, Huai River Canal, vast waves of smoke, and countless cargo ships, ships and boats come and go leisurely; Hangzhou, Suzhou, Yangzhou, xijing, Nanjing, Tianjin, countless good scenery, countless traffic and people; Taihu Lake, West Lake, Crescent Lake, Jinan Lake, how many long mornings and nights, the Sun, the moon, the stars, the silver light on the water surface blown by the breeze; Heavy rain, light rain, beating my car, washing my way, and my oppressed heart which was about to explode. Along the flood dike of Yangtze River, it is winding from Zhangjiagang to Shanghai, While driving and watching the clouds, we arrived at the unknown island in the East China Sea. The pure blue cloudless sky was in the strong wind of Level 9, and countless stars were full of clear night sky. Originally, I wanted to take off all the fig leaf beside the boundless sea, beat my chest barefoot and naked, dance and dance with tears, split my lungs, burst into tears, cry and scold, but when I came to sit beside the sea, I was speechless and tearless; Only the sea breeze shook my car, as if comforting my wounded wandering soul. I took out a box of cigarettes and pressed them on the beach with stones. I lost myself after smoking one by one. The scenery was so beautiful and so beautiful. Why should I come here? Should I bother myself like this? Who am I crying for? Who am I crying? Since what you have lost, why bother yourself and make yourself unhappy? Go, Go, go, let all the past become clouds! Rolling, let all the pain fly in the wind! Spit a few bad phlegm, drink three cups of cold water, yell on the beach, as clear as sobering, from head to toe, pleasure rises from the heart, from the leisurely invasion of blood vessels to the hair, the whole body is shocked! Looking at the sky and the sea, the distant lighthouse suddenly became brighter and brighter with a whistle. I sat by the seaside at four o’clock, waiting for the sunrise in the grinning sea breeze, but the dark clouds covered the sun. I saw the sky getting brighter and brighter, the sea getting brighter and brighter, seagulls and seabirds, stretching its wings melodiously, flying over and over in pairs, the scenery in front of me was so beautiful! Without a glorious sunrise, the scenery still makes people sigh with admiration; Just as people expect, the God you want may not give you, but it does not mean that your life must have defects. Maybe you have gone through your life and reached the old Twilight. Under the old tree at the dam head of your home, mottled sunshine is projected onto your polished bamboo chair through branches and leaves, drinking a mouthful of smoky old tea, shake the fan slowly and let the dog lick the wrinkles on your feet. You will feel that even if there is no shining past in your life, you will live a peaceful, peaceful and ordinary life than many people, happy, isn’t it perfect? How can you know it is not a blessing! I came back, drifted outside for more than half a year, walked thousands of miles, and returned to my place where I lived and lived a life where I had no struggle with the world. I swim in the mountains every day and live on the waterfront. I am used to seeing the wind, flowers, snow and moon, the grass and trees are withered and withered, the water is Misty, and the mountains are semi-horizontal; I am used to listening to the water singing in the heart of the river, the insects singing on the branches, the dogs. The sun rises three poles, and the Willows sleep on the moon. Happy and free, leisurely and leisurely, isn’t this kind of life beautiful? This situation made me forget about it again. I was unhappy during the day, but I didn’t know where to go? Listen to the flowing water in the river, the same spouting without stopping, the birds in the midnight, chirping from time to time, what can’t you put down? In this world, leaving anyone is still going round and round! Open the door and stand on the wilderness outside the car, let Xiaofeng touch my eyebrows quietly. Looking up at the sky, I don’t know where the thick cumulus clouds are! The sky in the east is dark, and the clouds in the West are slightly bright. Is the sunrise in the East China Sea illuminating the thin clouds in the West? I listened with breath, as if the flower stem beside the car was ringing. Did the footsteps of spring come quietly? People who are close to the fortress have good skills. The horse died without any reason and entered Hu. Everyone was hung up, and his father said, “How is this? After several months of living, his horse returned to Hu Junma. Everyone congratulates him, and his father says: Why can’t it be a disaster? A good horse, whose son is easy to ride, falls down and breaks his thigh (pronunciation B, stock, thigh). Everyone was hung up, and his father said: Why is this not a blessing? After living for one year, Hu people entered the fortress, and Ding Zhuang fought with the strings. The people who were close to the fortress died at 19. The father and son were protected because of their lameness. “Huainanzi human training”

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