2019 High School Winter Holiday Social Practice

The winter vacation in 2019 arrived as scheduled, and I returned to my home happily. The weather in the old home is not as good as that of Nanning. It is cold and cold, and the dark clouds of the sky. The sun does not mean to come out after all. However, every season has the benefit of each season. The home is a mountainous area. The so-called "opening the door" is probably the case of my hometown.

Going back to my hometown, the long-lost Qingshan has plunged into my eyes. Some of the big trees on the mountain have already fallen into the leaves, and some are still lush. Seeing such a scene, my mood is much smoother. What's more interesting is that Dad said that the market is in urgent need of charcoal, and told me to go up the mountain with him to burn charcoal. "Burning charcoal, good yeah!" I promised with pleasure.

Burning charcoal on traditional projects, I believe that everyone has not burned charcoal. In the winter, put a brazier, add charcoal, a group of people chat around the brazier, bragging, warm, how good! And, the bacon baked with charcoal, the meat is crystal dripping, can be described as delicious.

However, charcoal must be burned by people. There must be a charcoal kiln. The wood is sealed in the kiln, and the fire is burned under the kiln. The wood in the kiln is carbonized by high temperature, and then cooled, and then charcoal is taken.

The next day, I came to the mountain with my father. We found a wide flat land. This is where we dug. First, we dug a pit 2 meters long and 1 meter wide. We found it again. Wood, sawn into 2 meters of wood for charcoal, we also found a few bundles of dry wood and tender leaves. Everything is ready, and we start putting these materials together.

The bottom of the bottom is of course the dry material, and then the wood for burning carbon is stacked on the dry material in order of small to large, and then the tender leaves are covered, and finally a layer of soil is covered, leaving only one for ignition. When everything is ready, the exciting moment has finally arrived, and I am happy to say, "Dad, I am going to ignite."

"Okay," I used a lighter to ignite the dry materials. In a flash, the white smoke rose. Although there was not much wind at this time, the smoke seemed to be more specific to me. I went to Where is it going to go, it hurts me to hide, and tells me to burst into tears, hehe! It’s not easy to burn carbon.

However, the freshly laid dry materials are not enough to burn the wet wood to the heat, so I must add some dry materials at any time. My father and I are taking turns, each time we make a nose and tears, no The people who know also think that we are crying because of why! When we estimate that the charcoal fire will not be extinguished, we find the young leaves to seal the mouth of the ignition, and still cover the soil. The work on the first day was basically completed, and it was taken out when the wood was carbonized the next day.

The work of the day was over, and I was so tired that I had a backache, but my heart was still happy, and I dreamed of a basket of black charcoal at night.

The morning of the next day is still coming in the cold cold wind, and the warm blanket is really making me fall in love. At this time, my father called me, "Get up, let's collect charcoal!" The weather is cold, but when I think of my charcoal, I have the courage to get up, and immediately get up and go with my dad. The charcoal pit still carries light smoke, however, the current smoke has already expressed such a sultry, but it has a faint fragrance.

Gently poke the soil layer, the upper layer of charcoal is exposed, and some Mars, I want to throw it into the water, my father rushed to stop me, "charcoal will absorb too much water in the water, and whitening As the quality is degraded, it only needs to be poured out with a little water."

"oh I got it."

One morning, we finally finished the charcoal, and once we said it, there were more than one hundred kilograms. Then I got the market to sell it. I didn't want to go to the market. There was a boss who said that our charcoal oil was bright and the quality was good. It was all over the place. I didn't expect it to sell so smoothly. I was so happy when I was in my heart.

When I saw a charcoal that I burned, I couldn’t help but think of life. Life is a piece of charcoal that burns from the beginning to the end. It was ignited by the parents from the day of birth, and it was burned until the day of death. I can burn myself, and the size of this energy eventually formed the highlight of our life.

This metaphor is a bit cheesy and not elegant, but in my opinion, it is very true and appropriate. The characteristic of charcoal is that it can be burned as long as there is fire. If the quality of charcoal is good, it will give more warmth and heat. And a single charcoal is difficult to burn well, and it must be several together to finally burn a raging fire. A charcoal-like life must be simple and powerful, single-minded and progressive, warm and warm.

According to Buddhism, life is simple, simple is real, real is graspable, and what can be grasped is valuable. I have seen many ordinary people's lives, but it is still simple. It's just that the way we burn is different from the energy. As far as life is concerned, we are all charcoal.