When I was four years old, one day, it was sunny and sunny, and a breeze blew on my face, itchy and warm. Dad moved our small table into the yard, took a bottle of old village head, a wine glass and a plate of peanuts and put them on the table.
Father's face turned red, and I knew at a glance that he had drunk some wine in the house. I think, is wine better than milk? I asked my father, "Dad, is the wine good?" Dad smiled and said, "Of course wine tastes good." After hearing what Dad said, I was a little greedy.
"Jingle bell ..." Dad's cell phone rang in the room. Dad quickly got up and went to the room to answer the phone. Seeing a glass of wine that my father just poured, I quickly finished it, and before I could taste it, it was already in my stomach. Dad came back, glanced at the empty cup and said; "I was so drunk that I completely forgot about it." Then he poured another full glass.
Mom asked dad to go to work, dad left, and I drank this glass of wine again. This just tasted the taste. It was a little spicy at first, but it smelled good later. After I entered the room, I fell asleep in bed. I woke up to find water on the bed. Please, I wet the bed!
I laugh and cry every time I think about it.
My father is 38 years old. Although he is still two years away from middle age, he has a belly that can hold three bottles of white wine. I admire him very much. Whenever dad hears the word "wine", he will cry. What I admire most is that he drinks for Laura, regardless of the quantity.
Once, my father was almost exposed at a party. Fortunately, my mother and I arrived in time and pulled him back. It was xx's wedding reception. My dad knew, and immediately pulled it over. He was doing it leisurely. After a while, the table was full of people, and people were chatting. A man on Dad's desk said, "Who are you?" Dad smiled and said, "I am a friend of the groom's father." Coincidentally, the groom's father is sitting at that table. He's just silent. Let's go Just as his father was chatting happily with others, the groom's father said, "Who are you? I don't know you. " Dad also said, "I don't know you either." He laughed at once. Said, "I'm the groom's father." At this time, dad was confused. Fortunately, my mother and I arrived in time, otherwise, ...
When I got home, my father also said, "Damn it, I didn't drink a mouthful of wine." Hearing my father's words, my mother and I both laughed. I don't know when my father's drinking problem will be changed.
Wine composition 300 words 3 "cheers! Ha ha! Lao Zhao, I have already drunk eight bottles! What about you? " "I am not bad! More than seven bottles! " There was a loud noise from the bar.
It turns out that Lao Zhao and Lao Wang are two drunkards, drinking and having fun in a bar. Drunk people stagger. It's almost nine o'clock, and they are still drinking happily. Finally, two drunks are going home. Lao Zhao patted two hundred-dollar bills on the table, stole four or five bottles of wine and got into the car separately.
"Didi-"The car started. Lao Wang is dizzy and sings karaoke in the car. The car wobbled like a dance, and pedestrians were scared to hide aside. The other drivers got angry and shouted, "Can you drive?" I won't open it, and I will study for another two years! "But two people ignore each other.
Lao Zhao simply stopped driving, put his foot on the brake and lay there asleep. "bang!" A loud noise woke the sleepy Lao Zhao. Two cars collided! The car shell is broken and the tire is flat, like a broken balloon. The mirror fell off, the headlights at the front of the car fell out, and a lot of parts fell to the ground. Two people fell asleep again.
Next day, they woke up. "It hurts!" Lao Wang cried, and the police came over: "This bad behavior of drunk driving is extremely inappropriate. The doctor said that you should stay in the hospital for three months, and then go to the police station for three months! " Alas, the magic of wine is really too great!
My father doesn't smoke or gamble, but he likes drinking.
Every time my father gets drunk, my mother scolds me, but my father still drinks whenever he likes.
Once, dad sleepwalked again. "What do you want to do? Want to drink? " "No, just drink water." "Wait, give me the cup." Dad had to blink helplessly and gave it to his mother.
Another time, I asked my father, "Dad, do you have a penny?" "No" "Is there a Great Wall ..." "Yes, there is." Then I brought a bottle of "Five-Star Great Wall". When my mother saw it, she called my father names. Afterwards, my father asked me, "Didn't you tell me to walk the Great Wall?" "I said the second set of RMB!" "Son of a bitch, how dare you fool me!"
Another time, my mother asked my father to buy two pressure cookers. It's been three hours. What did dad buy? More than twenty different kinds of Erguotou came back with a bottle in his hand. He said, "Good wine!" " "I went to sleep, my dad made my mother in distress situation, I can only let him drink enough.
During the Spring Festival, my mother spent a month counting my father's drinks for a year. * * * Ten thousand two hundred and fifty-seven yuan.
Dad looked at it and said in surprise, "So many!" After that, he only drank cheap wine.
This is my father, a father who loves wine like life.
The legend of goat wine once saw a legend about goat wine in Luancheng Post Bar.
Nanhai Guanyin saved a fox, took him as a disciple, named Hu Lingcai, and called him a genius boy. The Antarctic fairy saw the talented boy and wanted him to help make wine. As a result, he didn't expect the genius boy to steal his secret wine-making secret recipe and escape to the earth. He reported it to the Jade Emperor. When the Jade Emperor knew about it, he sent Raytheon to catch talented teenagers. Genius teenagers walk on the ground. Suddenly, a bolt from the blue, bang, genius boy fell down and became a white fox. A man named Levin took the fox home and fed it carefully. But one day, the fox lying in bed turned into a white-haired old man, and Levin was surprised.
When the old man woke up, he told Levin what had happened and became sworn to Levin. In order to repay Levin for saving his life, he told Levin the secret recipe of wine and left. When the Antarctic fairy learned that the secret recipe of brewing had spread to the people, she was so angry that she wanted to kill Levin. Fortunately, Guanyin from Nanhai came to persuade him not to kill him, but Levin was not allowed to tell anyone this secret recipe. It was not passed down, but written on paper. When my son paid homage to Hu, he found a note and secretly passed it on to his son, so the secret recipe of wine was passed down from generation to generation. Just because this secret recipe was handed down from Levin, it was named after the homonym of Levin's name, called "mutton wine".
Mutton wine is the best in wine, and I am proud that we have such wine in Luancheng County.
My father, very tall, is 38 years old, neither fat nor thin. He has a Zhang Yuanyuan face, a big mouth and big eyes. Although he is usually serious, he laughs at the sight of wine.
Once, when my father was not at home, my mother secretly hid the wine under the bed. Dad came home and said to his mother, "hurry up, I'm starving." Is the meal ready? " But my mother said unhurriedly, "OK, let's have dinner together". Dad smiled and said to his mother, "I am tired today." Can I have some wine? " ? "no!" Mom said decisively. Dad sat down to eat helplessly.
Mom saw that dad had started eating, so she went back to the bedroom with confidence. At this time, my father ran to the living room quickly, and I followed him to see what my father was doing. Dad couldn't find it anywhere, but rummaged under the bed again. At this time, his eyes lit up, he quickly touched it with his hand, unscrewed the bottle cap, took two sips and put it back immediately.
He happily returned to the table and began to eat casually. His mother seemed to sense something was wrong and said, "What did you two do?" ? Dad winked at me. I feel sorry for him. Let him go this time! So he said: We have been eating! "Mom said," then eat quickly. Wash the dishes after eating! "After that, he looked at my father and me.
This is my father, look! He loves to drink!
My father is the head of the family, and my mother and I have to let him, including his bad hobby-drinking. Dad is good at everything except drinking. He is an alcoholic. When eating, he always drinks a bottle or two of wine from time to time. Sometimes he eats wine as a meal, and grunts ... One bottle of beer is enough. He can't stand not drinking for a day.
Dad has a lot of entertainment, and he often drinks and chats with his clients until midnight. Especially one night, there was a strong wind and my father never came home. My mother and I are very worried. At this time, the drunken father pushed the door open, and my mother and I thought there were thieves in our house.
When I ran to the gate, I saw my father drinking too much and threw up at the door. Seeing this scene, my mother couldn't help crying. I just stood there, quietly looking at this flushed, dancing and happy father.
At this time, I finally "volcanic eruption" and said to my father, "Dad! Do you know how much harm this will do to you, me and my mother? " Dad stood there quietly looking at me, and I ran into the house to comfort my mother.
This is my father. He loves wine as much as his life. We are worried about him, and there is nothing we can do about him.
What did I do when I got up early today? Brewing!
I am very excited because my mother told me last night that I would make wine today. My mother and I went to the vineyard early in the morning. I was curious because I didn't know what the vineyard was like. When I went to the vineyard, I saw many purple grapes hanging on many vines covered with white gauze. I wonder why the grapes are covered. I asked my uncle in the vineyard and learned from his uncle that the grapes were masked because they were not eaten by insects. I wanted to taste the grape, so I gently pulled open the white gauze and took a crystal clear purple grape and tasted it. It's so sweet that I can't help tasting it one after another. Soon I was full, my mother finished picking grapes, and we went home.
First of all. We filled the basin with water, and then carefully picked the grapes one by one for fear of hurting the skins. First of all, I don't understand why the grape skin won't break. I know from my mother that grape skins will be moldy when they are broken in raw water, so I am more careful when picking grapes and put a little salt in them. Soak the grapes for a while and take them out to dry. After a long time, we put the grapes in the pot and crushed them by hand. After crushing, we put the rock sugar in the grapes and stir it according to the ratio of 4:/kloc-0:. After stirring, we put the grapes in the jar. Finally, we sealed the jar with plastic wrap.