Mung bean soup composition 1 A bowl of cool mung bean soup is placed on the table, which makes people drool. Do you know who made these mung bean soups?
When I came to the kitchen in the morning, my father said, "It's so hot today. Let's have mung bean soup at noon!" " ""ok, I'll do it! " I volunteered to say. I found mung beans from the cupboard, scooped up two cups of mung beans with a measuring cup for scooping rice and put them into the inner pot of the rice cooker. Then wash the mung beans. Dad suggested washing mung beans three times. "When washing for the first time," my father told me, "first put the water into the inner pot of the rice cooker, wash the mung beans, and then pour out the water. "When I pour water, I protect the mung beans with my hands, for fear that they will fall out. Dad saw it. Help me correct it. He said: "Don't worry, mung beans sink underground. As long as they don't pour out slowly, you can rest assured "Sure enough, a mung bean didn't pour out. Later, I became more and more skilled and washed it three times in a short time. I took out four or five red dates from the refrigerator. Originally, the red dates I broke with my nails were actually harder than stones! But when I put it in the water, it becomes very soft. Then I put the red dates in the pot, dried the pot and put them in the rice cooker. I plugged in the power supply again, turned the function of the rice cooker into porridge, and started cooking as soon as I pressed it. It took about an hour to cook it.
I was reading in the study, and an hour passed unconsciously. Dad took me to see it. When we opened the lid, a hot air and a fragrance gathered together and went straight to the sky, becoming a wonderful fragrance. I carefully filled several bowls of mung bean soup and put them on the table.
You know who did it, right?
Mung bean soup composition 2 Food does not need to be described as exquisite, nor does it need to be expensive to show its elegance, as long as it is fresh and refined, simple and elegant. What happened in the mountains? Pine flowers make wine, and spring water decocts tea. Make soup with mung beans.
There used to be a saying: "White porcelain plum soup in midsummer, when broken ice rings, it hits the wall." And I think plum soup is not as good as mung bean soup.
Bright and even bright mung beans can make green not feast one's eyes first like old mung beans. The water washed the mung beans, and some mung beans surfaced, with small heads floating on the water. Boil water on a big fire, add mung beans when the water bubbles, and simmer patiently. After a while, you will smell fresh mung beans without opening the lid. You can't open the lid during this period, otherwise the color will turn red and the effect of relieving summer heat will not be achieved. Mung beans represent careful care and growth again and again. "Nanshan plants beans, and the grass is full of bean seedlings." Open the lid after 5~8 minutes, and the mung bean will remain smooth and brighter.
Then pour the boiled water into a bowl, which is clear and won't make people feel bored in summer, not as bright as cooking. The remaining mung beans are boiled into porridge with rice, and the sugar is more mellow and sweet. Take a sip and it will melt in your mouth. Drinking this bowl of mung bean soup in summer can relieve summer heat, sweet but not greasy, which is beneficial to our own health.
Summer is here, green leaves are lush, and the wind sends lotus fragrance. After a series of big exams, the tense nerves finally relaxed. In this warm and lazy summer, it is time to treat yourself well and comfort the fatigue of running around the world with the unique food in midsummer. Orange-flavored soda, strawberry-flavored crushed ice and mango-flavored soft ice are not as good as sweet mung bean soup.
To say the warmest thing about me, I have to say the bowl of mung bean soup cooked by my mother. In summer, it must be a cool feeling to send you bowls of cold mung bean soup. In winter, a bowl of hot mung bean soup is placed in front of you, which is another warmth.
I have been going to class as usual. Alas, it's really boring and boring. The teacher is also doing rigid dance movements, and the sun sets in time. It seemed very shy, and soon I hid under the mountain. Time passed quickly and the class was over soon. My mood is blocked in my heart like a mountain. I lost out of the dance studio, and a cold wind stabbed my dry cheek like handfuls of bayonets, which really made matters worse! The cold breath seems to call for my tears.
I rode a small bike in a cold city, and the mung bean soup made by my mother made me unforgettable. The bicycle is cold, the ground is cold, even the clothes are cold, and the whole city is very cold ... When I got home, I felt the cold door handle, and I was shaking all the time. "Really ... what? It's so sweet-"The smell of mother's soup wafted in the air, which was from My Sweetie, mixed with the fragrance of rock sugar and mung beans. I hurried into the house and put down my backpack in desperation. "Is it mung bean soup? ! "Mom stood at the table and she smiled. I couldn't wait to pour a bowl of mung bean soup, which was hot. A spoonful, a warmth, a thick maternal love. Two spoonfuls, the "mountain" in my heart has also melted, and three spoonfuls ... warmth has melted in my heart. Look at this city again, everything is warm, how enjoyable it is!
Now there are shops selling mung bean soup everywhere in the streets. The same material will never be as comfortable and delicious as mom's. But what about bowls of simple and sweet mung bean soup? Don't! That soup is full of maternal love!
As the saying goes: "The tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to raise it without waiting for his relatives." We should honor our parents early and let them feel the warm taste of that bowl of mung bean soup!
When it comes to summer drinks, everyone will think of mung bean soup and sour plum soup, which can quench thirst and relieve summer heat. I like to drink mung bean soup, without sugar, which is light. I drank mung bean soup every day for almost a summer vacation, but I had a little accident when cooking mung bean soup, just like that time. ...
One day, my mother went to practice yoga and was still cooking mung bean soup in the pot. I was humming when I was doing my homework, and I vaguely smelled a burning smell. "well! ? It stinks! Whose stuff is burnt! ? "I say that finish, lower the head to continue to do homework. The burning smell is getting stronger and stronger, and it suddenly occurred to me that maybe ... mung bean soup! ! So I rushed to the "scene" at a speed of 5 meters per second and found that the lid of the pot had jumped up and down, and there was still a khaki smoke in the pot. I quickly put the pot cover in the sink with a wet cloth and only heard "bang! ! "It's terrible. Fortunately, I dodged in time, otherwise I would definitely be splashed with water by hot and cold water.
I looked around and found that smoke filled the whole room. I sat on the ground and sighed. I took the pot to the edge of the pool and saw that those lively little mung beans had turned into old, ugly, yellow and black, old-fashioned mung bean ash. I really feel sorry for them. The child who was originally 10 has become an old man who runs out of oil and lights. I want to:
Don't be careless next time.
These fragrant, slightly bitter flavors moistened my summer vacation and filled me with coolness all summer. I like mung bean soup.
As long as I can remember, my favorite season is summer, because in summer, there is always a bowl of mung bean soup on my desk, and I always like to drink it all at once. Because mung bean soup is not only delicious, but also full of mother's green love.
In the hot summer, I got up in the morning and came back from washing. The bowl of mung bean soup on the table has cooled to the most suitable temperature and is waiting for me to eat. I drank it in one breath, leaving a warm and cool love in my heart.
I walked carefully to the kitchen and saw my mother busy in the kitchen. I looked at my mother carefully, and her face was full of signs of fatigue: there were "waves" on her eyes and forehead that were not commensurate with her age-wrinkles; Eyes, my proudest eyes, are no longer as clear as they were then; The original white face, now more than a few "butterflies"-chloasma has begun to precipitate. Looking at my mother's fingers, like cracks in a volcanic eruption, unconsciously climbed up her slender white hands. That black hair has also been "invaded" by time, becoming white-haired and black and white. "This is my beautiful mother? This is all my fault! Unconsciously, my heart sank.
My mother found that I was watching her carefully and waited for a while, handing me a bowl of mung bean soup. I drank it all at once. Somehow, today's mung bean soup is sweet when you cry. Bitter is my heart, sweet is my maternal love. ...
In hot summer, handing a bowl of mung bean soup is the biggest gift that mothers give their children in summer. My mother is old, I will cook mung bean soup for her old people and give them my love. Thought of here, I can't help laughing.
There will be many firsts in life. The first time may not be successful, but the first time is often unforgettable; The first time is not necessarily happy, but the first time is always the freshest.
I remember that day, I was doing my homework at home alone. I was thirsty and wanted to drink mung bean soup. But my mother is not at home. I have never made mung bean soup. What should I do? Forget it, don't wait until mom comes back to cook, but the thought of sweet and rustling mung bean soup makes my mouth water. I really want to drink now! Hey! I had a brainwave, why not do it myself? So I can drink whenever I want from now on. How nice! That's what I did. I immediately called my mother, explained the situation to her and asked her to tell me the operation steps. My mother agreed. Mom said take one step, and I will take one step. First, clean the mung beans, pour them into the pressure cooker, add enough water, and then cover the pot to cook. That's what cooking mung bean soup is all about. It's simple. After the gas stove was successfully lit, I clapped my hands and went to do my homework with confidence.
I don't know how long it took. My homework is finished, and my mouth is not thirsty. I have forgotten about mung bean soup. When I was lying in bed playing with toys, I suddenly smelled a strange smell, as if something was burnt. "Shit!" I suddenly patted my head. "Mung bean soup!" I ran to the kitchen and quickly turned off the fire, deflated and boiled. Where can I find mung bean soup? The soup is gone, only green paste is left. Fortunately, it's not coke, mung bean soup can't be eaten, and mung bean paste is also good. I hit a bowl, put a spoonful of sugar in it, stirred it evenly, took the first bite and spit it out immediately. "Hey, what's that strange smell?" The salty taste spread in my mouth. I suddenly realized: "Ah! I think of salt as sugar! "
It's not easy to make mung bean soup for the first time! As the saying goes, "everything is difficult at the beginning", seemingly easy things need to be done with heart, even the simplest things need to be taken seriously.
I made mung bean soup myself today.
I first grabbed two handfuls of mung beans and put them in a bowl to wash them. These beans are hard and small. Mung beans are only as big as my little nails. The color is emerald green, just like a little green pearl, wearing a green elf. There is a small white stripe on each mung bean. After I wash the beans, I put the beans in the pot, add water to the pot, put the pot on the stove and light the fire. The next step is to wait.
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After a long time, I came to the kitchen. I opened the lid and saw that there seemed to be less water in the pot. Suddenly I found an interesting thing-mung beans actually danced in boiling water. It looked the same when I fished it out. Have a taste. It's crisp. It doesn't seem ripe yet! So, I put them back in the pot and continued to cook. After a while, I went to see it again. This time, I found that the green skin of beans was peeling off, as if it were hot. Some beans have blossomed, while others have not. Not yet. I'll keep cooking. It was a long time. I watched it again. Wow! All the beans have blossomed this time. Boiled beans are as beautiful as blooming lilies. Little pearls open their green clothes and divide their bodies into petals, which unfold regularly. Have a taste, noodles, cooked! You can drink! I took a closer look and found that nearly half of the water in the pot was missing at this time, as if it had evaporated. "It's amazing!" I sighed.
Finally, I drank my own mung bean soup, which was very fragrant. It seems that this is the best mung bean soup I have ever tasted. It's a pity that I cook too much and can't drink it.
Today is May Day. I really want to drink mung bean soup, but my parents are not at home and are still working hard. In that case, I'll try to do it myself.
I first recalled the process of my parents cooking mung bean soup in my mind, and then I learned to cook it step by step. First I wash my hands, then I wash pots and mung beans. When washing mung beans, you should wash them one by one. You can't pour them all in at once. There may be sand. When washing the pot, you can only wash it by hand, otherwise it will break the pot. After washing the pot and mung beans, I will put the pot away, then put mung beans and water in the pot, and then put some rock sugar in it. I will adjust the time to cook porridge after covering it. Just wait until the time is right, and you're done. While the porridge was still cooking, I played chess with myself in the yard and had a good time.
After about half an hour, I saw that the indicator light had jumped off and started to keep warm. I'm sure my mung bean soup is ready. I opened the lid, took a long time to take it out, and then put a bowl in the refrigerator to cool for a while. At this time, my forehead was covered with sweat. Finally, I took out the mung bean soup and drank it. How sweet! Looking at the fruits of your labor, your heart is sweeter than eating honey. I feel a little tired after all this. But I am still in a good mood. I can cook mung bean soup myself. It's amazing! Through this incident, I know that my parents have to do so much work in one day, which is very hard and tired. From now on, I will help my parents do more things that I can, help them reduce some work and let them have a rest every day.
On Labor Day, most people are on holiday, while their parents are still working. Many people, such as traffic police uncles and bus drivers, are still sticking to their jobs. They are the greatest, the loveliest and the most worthy of our respect.
Mung bean soup composition 9 Summer is coming. In this extremely hot season, it is a very pleasant thing to drink a bowl of cool mung bean soup to relieve the heat!
In my impression, every summer, grandma always buys fresh mung beans from the market and cooks them carefully with small fire and rock sugar to make sweet and delicious mung bean soup. After the mung bean soup cooled down, I put a bowl of thick mung bean soup, and I drank all the mung bean residue in the soup. Wow! Delicious and thirst-quenching
When I was a child, whenever I came home sweating outside, my grandmother always brought me a bowl of iced mung bean soup with a smile. I swallowed it in one gulp, and grandma fanned me gently with a fan. Every time I say to my grandmother, "Grandma, have a bowl!" " Grandma always smiles and says, "No, I don't sweat much at home." . Drink more! ""Grandma's mung bean soup grew up with my childhood.
This summer vacation, I participated in the summer camp for journalists. It's really fun to leave home for the first time and play games with my good friends. But gradually, I feel a little homesick. I miss my parents and grandma, and I miss the mung bean soup at home. On the day the summer camp ended, my parents came to pick me up. I rushed to them and gave them a big hug. Mom is holding a thermos bucket in her hand, which actually contains mung bean soup that I miss day and night! I was so hungry that my eyes glowed, and I grabbed the thermos and wanted to suffocate. Mother smiled happily when she saw me wolfing down my food. This bowl of mung bean soup really tastes like home!
No matter whether I go to the ends of the earth or the ends of the earth, I will go home. Because I know my family will cook sweet mung bean soup until I get home!
Mung bean soup composition 10 Early in the morning, I came to the vegetable garden early, and my eyes were all foggy and confused. I don't want to slow down to see if everything around me has been veiled with shame like that beautiful woman.
In front of us is a green vegetable garden, and the air is filled with faint fragrance. Unknown birds barked on the telephone poles, and the crisp sound echoed in the yard, and they didn't want to leave for a long time. I fiddled with a young leaf, and a faint smell came to my nose, which was the smell of mung beans. In the faint fragrance, the memories of my grandmother and I gradually overflowed.
My grandmother brought me up when I was a child. My grandmother has a hobby-drinking mung bean soup. Every year when mung beans grow, she will take me to pick them.
Whenever mung beans grow, grandma will carry a small basket and take me to pick green pods. Grandma carefully selected. I always thought she was old and so slow. I couldn't help but catch it. Grandma said kindly to me after seeing it: "You can't be impatient when picking mung beans. You must repeatedly confirm whether it was eaten by insects or broken. " I quickly picked out the green beans in my hand, and there were indeed traces of insect bites inside. I smiled and put the prepared mung beans in grandma's basket.
We picked a big pot and went home. After returning home, grandma took out another pot. First, she picked up a green pod that had just been picked, peeled it off and put it in the basin. I learned it from my grandmother. If it's bad, I throw it away, and soon I'll be naked. Then, holding a big disc, put the peeled mung beans in the sun for a few days and you can collect them.
In a few days, when the mung beans are dry, I will come to my favorite part, which is to eat the mung bean soup cooked by my grandmother. I like the softness of mung beans, and I prefer the sweetness of mung beans. I am happiest when I eat mung bean soup. My grandmother took out a small porcelain bowl and an iron spoon and fed it to me bite by bite. The soup slipped into my stomach warmly. At this time, my grandmother always sits beside me, quietly watching me drink mung bean soup, with a smile on her mouth and wrinkles on her face.
Time flies, but I still want to drink a bowl of mung bean soup made by my grandmother, but unfortunately she is gone. ...
Mung bean soup composition 1 1 It's very hot in summer, and grandma's mung bean soup can always calm my restless heart.
One day in summer, I went to see my grandmother. Grandma looked at me in surprise outside the door.
My grandmother is over 80 years old, and her hair has long been boiled into silvery white hair. Even the eyebrows are a little white. Grandma is very thin. She likes to wear clothes with some small flowers. Her eyebrows and eyes reveal calmness. Since grandpa died, grandma's health is not as good as before However, grandma's love for me is still the same as before.
Hardly had I sat down on the sofa when my grandmother began to ask me, "Have you eaten? Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? "
Every time grandma does this, I will say, "I have eaten, not thirsty, not hungry."
Grandma suddenly said, "I made mung bean soup ..."
Before grandma finished, I said, "I want to drink."
Grandma hurried to the kitchen. She fished mung beans in the pot with a big spoon. While she was fishing, she said, "I remember there were many mung beans in your favorite mung bean soup." Grandma saw that the mung bean was about to be caught, so she said to me, "I remember that you like to add half a spoonful of sugar to the mung bean soup." She brought me mung bean soup. There is still a familiar smell after drinking it. ...
I remember grandma used to make mung bean soup for me when I was a child. When I was a child, I visited my grandmother's house almost every day in summer. You can drink mung bean soup every time you go. Now, I go to my grandmother's house less and less. But in summer, you can drink mung bean soup every time you go.
When I was a child, every time I drank it, my grandmother would say, "clear away heat and toxic materials, relieve summer heat and remove annoyance, quench thirst and strengthen stomach, promote diuresis and reduce swelling." You should drink more bowls! "Now, grandma will only watch me drink soup quietly.
When I leave, grandma will put on her shoes quickly. Seeing me out of the community gate, I always say to my grandmother, "Grandma, you go." Grandma just nodded and stood at the gate of the community. Every time grandma waved to me, her smiling face became more cordial and warm against the setting sun.
Grandma's mung bean soup. I've been thinking about it. ...
I like to drink mung bean soup, not only because of its taste, but also because it contains love and care. Ordinary, but not ordinary.
Mung bean soup, as its name implies, is a soup made of mung beans. Mung bean soup has the function of igniting fire, so whenever the weather is dry, I can always drink a steaming bowl of mung bean soup. The mung bean soup with sugar tastes a little sweet and is full of grandma's love for me.
Grandma often cooks mung bean soup for us when the weather is sultry. Grandma sometimes adds some rock sugar to the soup to make it sweeter. Before, I didn't know why grandma often made mung bean soup. Later, I learned about grandma's intentions and her selfless and ordinary love.
I like to drink mung bean soup, which is not only grandma's love, but also the school's concern for students.
The military training of the first grade is carried out in the sun. Under the sunlight, tears flow through our faces from the sideburns. We stood for a long time, and several students fainted. There seems to be a fire in my throat, and I count it in my mind: ... eighteen minutes, nineteen minutes, twenty minutes! The coach called a timeout. I picked up the water cup at my feet, ran to the railing to hit the bucket, lined up, and waited for the person in front to finish. It's my turn I turned on the tap and suddenly found it wasn't water. When I was puzzled, a classmate who finished drinking "water" answered my question "This is mung bean soup!" I paused, stepped aside and took a long drink. Although it is not as sweet as grandma's soup, my heart is warm.
I like drinking mung bean soup, and I like the love and care in mung bean soup.
Mung bean soup composition 13 In the afternoon, it was hot in summer, and cicadas were hiding in the leaves of short trees outside. "You know ... I know ..." I couldn't stop crying. Although the electric fan has been set to the highest grade, my father and I are still sweating on the sofa. I wiped my sweat and said to myself, "Hey, it's so hot ... who can stand this weather!" " "Unconsciously, iced mung bean soup appeared in front of me ..." Mung bean soup? "I jumped off the sofa." Dad, we can drink mung bean soup to quench our thirst! "When my dozing father heard that" mung bean soup "was also refreshing, his eyes lit up and he said," Yes! Why didn't I think of that? There is a big bowl of mung bean soup cooked yesterday in the refrigerator! " My father and I rushed to the front of the refrigerator and opened it. However, contrary to expectations, what is waiting for us is a large block of ice inlaid with mung beans, not fresh chilled mung bean soup! "It's probably too cold!" Dad and I are a little disappointed. "Wait a little longer, it will melt soon!" Dad comforted me.
Waiting and waiting, the desire to drink mung bean soup is getting stronger and stronger. Ah, mung bean soup, sweet and cold, is really a refreshing feeling beyond words! Dad and I couldn't help it any longer, and went to drink mung bean soup like greedy ghosts. ...
"God, let me have a bite of mung bean soup!" I cried in despair, "Can't you even let me have a taste of mung bean soup?" It turned out that although the mung bean soup in the bowl melted, the beans stubbornly stuck together, hard and helpless. I turned my head and said sadly to my father, "I suggest cooking another bowl of mung bean soup!" " "
Mung bean soup composition 14 Memories are like stars in the sky, both happy and sad ... Today, I will polish a moving star and tell you something.
One summer when I was six or seven years old, it was very hot. I blow the fan and do my summer homework. Then grandma came and brought us a pot of cool mung bean soup. Mom hurried to pick her up: "Oh, thank you so much, you still send this in such a hot day at your age!" " "I also quickly said" thank you grandma ". Grandma wiped the bean-sized sweat on her head with a towel and said, "Oh, how hard it is! "Just riding a tricycle for more than ten kilometers! This mung bean soup is getting hot, granddaughter, drink it quickly! " She held it for me all night with rough hands. I picked up the bowl and gulped it down, feeling cool and full of sweetness. I wiped my mouth, looked at her kind smile and said, "Grandma, you also drink!" " ""I have already drunk, don't worry! "Grandma waved." I have to go back! "It suddenly occurred to me that my grandmother rode a tricycle to a dozen miles. I can't help saying, "I'll see you off!" " "
I helped my grandmother out of the house, and the sun was shining outside. It didn't take me long to get angry, and I have been wiping the sweat from my head. Grandma said, "No, go and write a composition!" " "I said," then be careful. Goodbye! "I watched my grandmother riding a tricycle on the rugged mountain road. She was sweating, and her figure was getting farther and farther away from me. My eyes are moist. ...
Whenever I drink this sweet mung bean soup this summer, I will think of grandma's kind smiling face.