我的春节假期

这个春节，我回了农村老家，做了许多有意思的事情。我和小伙伴们一起荡秋千、捉迷藏，大年三十的晚上还放了烟花，玩得非常开心！其中，最有意思的一件事情就是捉鸡、养鸡了。

大年二十八的早上，奶奶叫我和哥哥去亲戚家捉鸡，说要给我们在年夜饭上做一道“大盘鸡”，再三叮嘱我们一定要挑一只又肥又大的鸡。说到吃，我和哥哥就来劲了，争着往亲戚家跑。我们很快就到了亲戚家，发现她家的鸡圈很大，里面养着好几只大公鸡。这些大公鸡头上戴着红冠子，穿着一身亮丽的黄衣裳，翘着弯弯的黑尾巴，迈着一双小短腿，在鸡圈里悠闲地啄着饲料。我和哥哥牢记着奶奶的嘱咐，在鸡圈旁边观察了很久，才选中了一只又大又肥的公鸡。选定目标之后，捉鸡行动就正式开始了。我们先小心翼翼地跟在那只公鸡后面，企图悄悄地靠近。可是，那公鸡可聪明呢，它发现我们向它步步逼近，就立马飞到鸡圈的另一边。见状，我们也赶紧跑过去，想一把抓住它，结果它又飞回原来的地方。我和哥哥有些着急了，开始前后夹击，并伸出双手试图压着公鸡。可是公鸡却从侧面跑了，我们一下没控制住，撞了个满怀。就这样你追我赶，几个来回后，我们都大汗淋漓，整个鸡圈都被弄得鸡飞狗跳，但还是没抓到鸡。

于是，我们商量着改变策略，一个在前，一个在左，逐渐缩小包围圈，把这只鸡慢慢地逼到角落。它试图逃脱这个包围圈，但无济于事。它无路可走，只能在角落里苦苦挣扎。功夫不负有心人，哥哥捉住了它的脚，我抓住了它的翅膀。我们对视一眼，非常得意。拉着它往鸡圈外面走的时候，我突然闻到一股臭味。仔细一看，原来捉鸡的时候，公鸡身上沾到了一些粪便，黑乎乎的，让人十分恶心，我忍不住想放手。但是哥哥劝我忍一忍，安慰我说把它想成大年三十晚上餐桌上的一盘美食，我心里顿时好受了许多。我顾不上那浓浓的鸡粪味，赶紧把它提起来去称重。称了一下，这只鸡竟然足足有7.5斤重，真是一只大肥鸡！我们将它的双脚牢牢地绑住，然后带着这只大肥鸡，迫不及待地跑回了家。

到家之后，我们先帮奶奶把鸡身上的土和灰清洗了一下。结果“不洗不知道，一洗吓一跳”，这只鸡原本看上去有些脏兮兮的，可是洗完后我才发现这只鸡肥肥胖胖的，很可爱，不忍心让它被宰来吃掉。于是我就不停地央求奶奶不要杀鸡，奶奶经不住我的请求，最终答应了。我们用树枝做了一个鸡圈，把它养起来，于是它就成了我们的宠物鸡。原本它的双脚被绑着，但哥哥看它很可怜，就把绑脚的绳子解开了。结果“松绑”后鸡到处乱跑，飞出鸡圈，还躲了起来。我们费了好大的劲，才在老房子的箱子里找到了它。最后，我们决定把它养在老房子的篮子里，这样才能保证它不到处乱跑。它就这样成为了我假期里的玩伴，我特别喜欢和它一起玩，有时候我会抱着它荡秋千，它的毛软软的，手感非常好！我还经常给它喂食，一见到我拿着鸡食往它的方向走，它就会扑扇着翅膀，叫得非常欢快！

这只意想不到的鸡给我带来了独特的快乐，我的春节假期因为有这只鸡的陪伴变得更有趣了。所以，我非常喜欢它！

This Spring Festival, I went back to my rural hometown and did many interesting things. My friends and I played on the swings, hide-and-seek, and even set off fireworks on the evening of the New Year's Eve. It was a lot of fun! Among them, the most interesting thing is to catch and raise chickens.

On the morning of the twenty-eighth day of the new year, my grandmother asked my brother and I to go to a relative's house to catch chickens. She said that she would make a "big plate chicken" for us at the New Year's Eve dinner, and repeatedly told us to choose a fat and big chicken. When it comes to eating, my brother and I got excited and ran to relatives' houses. We soon arrived at the relative's house and found that her house had a large chicken coop with several large roosters. These big roosters have red crowns on their heads, bright yellow clothes, curved black tails, a pair of short legs, and leisurely pecking at the feed in the chicken pen. My brother and I kept in mind my grandmother's instructions and watched for a long time beside the chicken pen before choosing a big and fat rooster. After the target is selected, the chicken-catching operation officially begins. We first followed the rooster cautiously, trying to get closer. However, the rooster is very smart, he found that we were approaching him step by step, and immediately flew to the other side of the chicken pen. Seeing this, we also hurried over, trying to grab it, but it flew back to its original place. My brother and I got a little anxious and started pinching back and forth, and stretched out our hands to try to squeeze the cock. But the cock ran from the side, and we couldn't control it and slammed into the chest. Just like this, you chase after me. After a few back and forth, we are all sweating profusely.

So, we discussed changing strategies, one in front and one in the left, gradually narrowing the encirclement, and slowly driving the chicken to the corner. It tried to escape the encirclement, but to no avail. It had nowhere to go but struggled in corners. Hard work pays off, my brother caught its feet and I caught its wings. We looked at each other, very proud. When I was pulling it out of the chicken coop, I suddenly smelled a stench. Looking closely, it turned out that when the rooster was catching the chicken, there was some feces on the rooster. It was black and disgusting. I couldn't help but want to let go. But my brother persuaded me to endure it, and comforted me to think of it as a plate of food on the dinner table on the New Year's Eve, which made me feel a lot better. I ignored the strong smell of chicken manure, and hurriedly picked it up to weigh it. After weighing it, this chicken actually weighs 7.5 jins. It's really a big fat chicken! We tied his feet tightly and ran home with the big fat chicken in a hurry.

When we got home, we first helped grandma clean the soil and ash from the chicken. As a result, "I don't know if I don't wash it, I was shocked when I washed it." This chicken originally looked a little dirty, but after washing it, I found out that this chicken was fat and fat, very cute, and I couldn't bear to let it be slaughtered. to eat. So I kept begging my grandma not to kill the chickens. Grandma couldn't stand my request and finally agreed. We made a chicken coop out of twigs, raised it, and it became our pet chicken. Originally, its feet were tied, but the elder brother saw that it was very pitiful, so he untied the ropes that bound the feet. As a result, after the "unbinding", the chickens ran around, flew out of the chicken pen, and even hid. We struggled to find it in the trunk of the old house. In the end, we decided to keep it in the basket of the old house so that it wouldn't run around. It has become my playmate in the holidays, I especially like to play with it, sometimes I will hold it on the swing, its fur is soft and feels very good! I often feed it, and as soon as I see me walking towards it with the chicken food, it will flap its wings and bark very happily!

This unexpected chicken brought me unique joy, and my Chinese New Year holidays were made more interesting by the company of this chicken. So, I absolutely love it!