Everyone has his own specialties, such as singing, dancing, paper cutting and playing Rubik's cube. My specialty is baking bread.
My secret of baking bread is: pinch, squeeze and bake. It's that simple. Bread can be made into various patterns, and the baking time should be set. Don't bake it well. Burnt brown bread is not delicious. Don't take it out before it is cooked. One more thing, be safe. Be sure to wear gloves when you take them out of the oven.
Once, my parents were not at home, and I was hungry. I looked at the kitchen. Hey, I had an instant inspiration to bake some bread. The bread I made before is delicious and won't go bad. So I washed my hands and began to bake bread. Mix the dough first, and I'll knead it. If you want to make colorful bread, you can use a nipple, which is the "artifact" of milking. I drew a rabbit on it, made some and put them in the baking tray, spread them out in turn, don't get too close, or they will stick together. After a while, the bread was baked. I put on my gloves and couldn't wait to take the baking tray out of the oven. Wow! It smells good! I can't help admiring. I ate a few. It was really exciting. Can't help but want to eat. After a while, the baking tray was empty. My stomach is full, too.
This is my specialty-baking bread. What about yours? Your major must have interesting stories!
My specialty, Grade 6 Composition 2, "The cicadas are calling for summer on the path by the pond ..." A childhood song floated out of the window with my singing.
Every time I finish my homework, I will play with my ukulele. My father will jokingly say, "The great musician is going to have a concert again. Come and buy tickets!" I was absorbed, my fingers danced flexibly on four strings, and my voice was sometimes as light as a bridge, sometimes as low as a muffled thunder, and sometimes as rapid as a drum hammer. The lovely note elves danced around me, and I couldn't extricate myself from this wonderful music ... until my fingers stung, I came to my senses.
"The sword front comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." In order to learn ukulele well, I also suffered a lot: first, I broke my skin and turned red, and finally I got blisters! In order to learn it well, I endured the pain, rushed outside and began to practice again. C, A, Am, F … These tones make me dizzy and my fingers hurt. My mother advised me to say, "Daughter, let's stop practicing. It is easier for us to learn a dance and a painting. Seeing that you are so tired, my mother is distressed! " I shook my head and said firmly, "Mom, how can you give up halfway?" ? Now that you have chosen, you must stick to it. "My mother is very helpless, let me play ecstasy.
On the road of learning ukulele, although there were thorns and bumps, I overcame them all. I believe that in the days to come, I will take my ukulele and go all the way along the road of music and music. ...
When it comes to my specialty, I think of that time-cooking noodles.
I put a kettle for boiling water on the boiler and stared at it intently. Wow! How amazing! Extremely cold water suddenly turned into boiling water, as if from severe winter to hot summer! I picked up the kettle carefully and poured the water into the pot bit by bit. Noodles roll in the water and dance like a dance. I giggled at the noodles that were about to "die" in the water!
Noodles from the original tough and sharp body into a "Nana colorful" body, very soft, as if accidentally broken! For an instant, my heart seemed to melt. I picked up the bowl and chopsticks and put the noodles into the bowl bit by bit, hehe! You can't escape from me! I'm going to eat you all! Hahaha! I am a "monster" with my teeth bared! I grinned at the noodles, and the saliva flowed out of my mouth. I was so excited that I couldn't control it.
Put some vinegar and Chili oil in the bowl, add a little salt, then add some sesame sauce, and finally I went to get some vegetables. Hmm! Not enough flavor; A little more. All right. Noodles seem to have put on Bai Ji's new clothes, especially tender! Particularly attractive! It's "saliva flying three thousands of feet, suspected noodles fell into his mouth. "I can't help but take a bite, eh! Delicious, sweet, sour, spicy and salty. I swept away a bowl of noodles with a flick of my finger! The feeling of smoothness and softness reverberates in the mouth, which is really cool!
Cooking noodles-my specialty!
Now, I am a cyclist. I can not only go down the stairs, but also have fun. But this is not bragging, but it is not easy to learn.
I was all thumbs at first, so I asked my friends to help me. As soon as I stepped on it, I thought it was easy. As a result, I fell off the car at once and it hurt terribly. I stepped on it again without waiting for me to sit down. My hand seems to have changed, and I no longer listen to my control. I turned left for a while, turned right for a while, and finally fell down. My friend commands me like a commander, and I ride slowly like a tame lamb. Riding, riding, I told my friend to let go. As soon as he let go, I rode it smoothly. I said loudly, "I learned." I fell down as soon as I spoke. I said, "Well, I haven't." After a while, I really learned. I rode on the road in my hometown and felt the joy of learning to ride a bike.
From this incident, I understand a truth: nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind. No matter what you do, you must work hard and never give up halfway, otherwise you will be a real loser, a coward and can't do anything well. Don't be afraid of hardship, how can you get plum blossoms without turning over? I believe that next time you come to my door, you will see me riding a bike.
One day, my parents were on a business trip and I was alone at home. On this day, I learned to fry tomatoes. I was both excited and sad.
My stomach growls when I watch TV. I think, mom is not at home, and I can't cook. What should I eat? I ran to the refrigerator and found there was nothing left, only tomatoes my mother bought from the vegetable market. I think, just make a plate of delicious tomatoes.
Then I remembered how my mother fried tomatoes. Mother put the tomatoes in the refrigerator in a big bowl, poured some water, and tore the skins of the tomatoes in the bowl in a few minutes. Cut the tomatoes into pieces, then put the pot on the stove, then turn on the fire, then pour the oil into the pot, and then pour the vegetables into the pot and stir-fry them back and forth. After a while, all kinds of spices were put into the pot and fried. Soon, a plate of tomatoes came out of the pot.
Then, I started cooking like my mother. I washed the tomato and cut it into pieces, but the cut was uneven and I accidentally cut my hand. I wanted to give up in my heart, but my stomach started screaming again. I have no choice but to continue. Then, I didn't know what salt was like, so I put a bottle of white objects in it, and finally my tomatoes fried. I couldn't wait to take a bite: "Ah-it tastes terrible!"
This cooking made me understand how hard it is for my mother to eat three meals a day!
Yesterday, my parents took me to Vientiane City to play. When we arrived, we had lunch first and then went skating on the fourth floor.
My father and I first went to the rest area to change our shoes, then put on protective equipment such as hand pads, knee pads and gloves, and then entered the skating rink armed to the teeth.
As soon as I entered the venue, I fell on the ice at once, and finally stood up and fell on my back. I stood up carefully, held the railing on the edge of the ice rink and slid slowly on the ice.
After a while, I found the skill of skating on the ice-my feet should be in an outward figure of eight, my body should lean forward slightly, and my hands should swing like running. Slowly, I can walk on the ice without holding the railing. After a while, I can slide on the ice again.
Dad said to me, "Keke, you can try to slide in the middle."
I said, "I'm a little scared, but, um ~ I'll try!" " "
I tried to slide to the middle of the skating rink. I practiced for a while in the middle, and then I can skate freely on the ice, like a happy bird.
This skating is really fun! Let me know I should dare to try. If I didn't dare to slide in the middle then, I can't slide now.
My masterpiece, Grade 6 Composition 7, goes: "Eighteen kinds of martial arts, everything is a good show." My specialty is climbing trees. do you want to hear it ? If you like, listen to me slowly with your ears open.
I didn't dare to climb trees at first, but I think all my classmates and brothers dare to climb. Some students are still laughing at me, saying that I am a coward and even dare not climb trees, just like a little girl. Unable to stand their blows, I made up my mind to learn to climb trees.
Later, I practiced climbing trees every day, but I still didn't succeed. I wanted to give up, but my mother encouraged me to overcome the difficulties. Seeing my mother encouraging me, I don't want to disappoint my mother. The teacher also said that no matter what I do, I can succeed as long as I persist. So I practice every day. In the end, many things happen, and I finally understand. But also learned some actions that people can't do, such as standing on one foot and walking around the tree. He also mastered several skills such as running, grasping and jumping. Running is running to the big tree ten meters away from it. Grasping is to reach the tree and then grab the trunk. Jumping is jumping hard. You can go up easily.
But that tree is dangerous, so I learned to climb it. I showed it to my classmates, who were surprised and gave me a nice nickname-the king of climbing trees. With this title, I no longer have to be afraid of being laughed at by others.
This is my specialty. Let's share what we have.
My specialty is sixth grade composition, 8 kinds of martial arts, everything is a good show! My specialty is Rubik's Cube.
I remember that after passing the middle exam, everyone's pressure disappeared instantly. Gadget Rubik's cube has also become a hot commodity. Almost everyone has it. I couldn't resist the temptation to buy a Rubik's cube and play it once or twice a day.
After I got the Rubik's Cube, I "worshipped the teacher" everywhere, hoping someone would tell me to turn the Rubik's Cube around and play. Sure enough, many things happen. After my "firecrackers" bombing, a master finally agreed to my request, and in this way, I became a beginner.
First, I practiced the method given to me by the master, making the Rubik's Cube creak by doing things left and right, but I didn't understand anything. I wonder what's in the Rubik's cube. He broke the Rubik's cube in his hand. Then I combined the secret with the method to realize the rotation law of the Rubik's Cube.
Once in class, I was quietly playing Rubik's Cube with my deskmate to see who would recover faster. We devoted ourselves to the class and didn't listen at all, which made me slowly regress. Towards the end of the semester, I realized my own shortcomings, so I put aside my fun and devoted myself to reviewing, and didn't achieve ideal results until the end of the semester.
This is my specialty, it can make me intoxicated in fairyland, and it can also make us indulge in it and forget self-discipline. Now, we should play properly on weekends and spend the rest of our time studying. Only in this way can we achieve better results!
My masterpiece 9 Everyone has his own specialty, and so do I ... that is writing.
Writing is like a pair of transparent wings, which makes me climb to a higher level. When I was in Grade Two, I became interested in writing. Why? Because the teacher showed my composition to the students as a model essay, the students listened and asked, "Who wrote this article?" "So for the first time, I feel that writing, like the sun, can make me warm, make me happy and make me shine!
It was this accidental time that I began to love writing more. I take every writing seriously and don't miss every opportunity.
But life will never be smooth sailing, and so will my writing. During that time, my composition was always broken, and I don't know why, but I used inappropriate words. And every time the teacher reads the model essay, I'm not there. Alas, I really wanted to give up. But when I recall that the teacher once praised me as a little writer, I was unwilling. So I began to write more seriously and spend more time reading and writing.
"There are many good things to grind." Finally, I joined the Colorful Optical Literature Society, became a small reporter and won several awards. Not only won a lot of honors, but also gained a lot of happiness and knowledge. Writing has gradually become my specialty.
Writing is my strong point. It has honed my will and broadened my horizons. I will definitely shine on the road of writing in the future!
My masterpiece 10 the sixth grade composition can't be finished in three days and three nights: painting, table tennis, dancing ... among them, I am good at playing tennis.
I still remember when I was in kindergarten, my father signed me up for a tennis professional training class in a sports school. When I first arrived at the training ground, I was full of curiosity about everything in front of me and thought playing tennis was fun. However, I only practiced for less than a week, and the boring training again and again made me overwhelmed. Swing, sideslip, sit-ups … everything is so cruel. But the coach's words have been echoing in my ears: "Persistence is victory!" Undaunted, I got up from my setbacks and continued to practice. In this process, I don't know how much sweat I shed. Every time I play ball, my clothes are wet, as if I had just fished them out of the water.
What impressed me more was the running training in summer, which required ten laps around the tennis court. When I ran to the fifth lap, I felt my bones falling apart. The remaining laps were simply worse for us, but everyone gritted their teeth and persisted. We cried happily, as if forgetting the hardships of training and the sweat we shed.
Now, I am an excellent tennis player. Serve, catch, smash ... I can do anything. This is my specialty. Friends, what are your specialties? Tell me!
My masterpiece 1 1 You have your stunt, and I have my specialty-roller skating.
When I roller skate, I always practice the basic movements of roller skating first: first, I have to stand up, then I adjust my feet to a figure of eight, and then I stand still ... After a while, I feel that I am proficient and can move on, so I start the second step-skating. I walked forward with great confidence and ease, first extending my left foot briskly, then my right foot. That's it, one step, two steps, three steps. ...
I am like a light bird, flying freely on the ground! I still remember when I first learned roller skating, I couldn't even stand up, so I had to stand against the wall. I was a little tired after practicing the basic movements for a long time. I tried to slip a few times: I moved my foot carefully, my left foot just slipped past, the other foot was about to slip, and my left foot came back. Before I know what's going on, "pa! The palm of your hand was smashed red, covered with dust and mud, and your knees were bleeding.
But I won't give up, keep practicing and get up when I fall! So I practiced repeatedly, fell many times, practiced many times, and finally learned to skate! My inner joy is beyond words. This is my specialty! What about you?
Yesterday afternoon, my mother and I went downstairs to buy food. I said to my mother, "Let me cook today!" Mom said, "I'll do it, but you won't." I said, "I can't, I can learn! I have grown up. "
When I got home after buying vegetables, my mother said, "Let's make celery and stir-fried meat today." My mother taught me to pick celery first, then wash it with clear water, dry it for a while, and then cut it into small pieces and put it on a plate. As this is my first time cooking, my hands are very tired, so I have to put down my knife and have a rest before cutting meat. After a while, I picked up the meat and cut it. I only knew it was delicious, but I didn't know it was so difficult to cut. Not as crisp as celery, oily and slippery, and it has no effect at all. So I held the meat in my left hand, cut it down with my right hand, and finally cut off this small piece of meat.
After everything was ready, I opened the fire and put some oil in the pot. The oil boiled, so I put the meat in first, and the pot smoked with a bang. I quickly stepped back, and then stir fry with a shovel. I put some spices in it. After a while, the meat was almost cooked. I poured the celery into the pot and stirred it for a while. I continued to stir fry until the celery changed color and was almost ripe. This dish will be out of the pot.
In the evening, my father came home from work and praised me for growing up and learning to cook. Hearing my father's praise, I was elated.
I am good at sixth grade composition 13. Everyone has his best side. What I am best at is dancing "square dance"
By chance, I passed by Little Square, and a group of aunts were dancing square dance to the rhythm of music. Light footsteps, graceful dancing, exuding youthful vitality, I fell in love with square dance at once. Since then, whenever I have time, I will go to the square and learn to dance square dance with my aunts. Square dance has all kinds of movements. At first, I learned from the simplest "sliding step".
But after studying for a while, I stopped learning, and I was too tired to sleep with backache and leg pain. I'm getting a little impatient. But my mother said to me, "You must have confidence in everything. Stick to it and success may be just around the corner. Otherwise, you will give up halfway, and in the end, you will accomplish nothing. " With the encouragement of my mother, I cheer up, summon up courage and learn from my aunts with an open mind. Aunties corrected my wrong movements, and a few days later I mastered the skill of "sliding". Then I learned ghost dance, rabbit dance, 24 steps, 14 steps.
After a period of exercise, I not only mastered the skills of square dance, but also lost seven or eight pounds. Moreover, in the "June 1st" Festival, my square dance program won the first prize.
My major has benefited me a lot. I learned to dance, exercised and honed my ability to overcome difficulties. It's killing two birds with one stone!
My specialty 14 When it comes to my specialty, it belongs to skipping rope.
Skipping rope, that's my specialty You may not believe it. I can jump more than 200 times a minute. Hee hee, are you afraid?
When I was in the fourth grade, I found that as long as I jumped rope, I jumped so fast that I couldn't stop. I jumped like this: my back foot was off the ground, my wrist was still on it, and I threw the rope with my bare wrist. Physical education teachers teach students to dance in this way, which is not only effortless, but also fast and easy.
In this way, I became the "king of skipping rope" recognized by my classmates and teachers. As long as there is a competition, I will take part, and every time I come back, I will bring a big news-it is the first place again.
In a competition, I was skipping rope and the rope suddenly broke. I desperately picked up the rope and continued to jump, only jumping 180 times at that time.
After returning to work, I was very sad. People asked me, but I ignored them. I didn't expect the results to come down, or the first. I immediately turned grief into joy and jumped with joy. I'm still the first. Oh yeah!
In the fifth grade, I changed my PE teacher. He asked my classmates who can jump rope well. Before I realized it, more than 60 fingers of my classmates pointed at me.
Although I haven't practiced skipping rope all summer, I'm still a good dancer, still so fast.
Students, I will not live up to your hopes for me!
My masterpiece, the sixth grade composition 15, said, "Eighteen kinds of martial arts, everything is a good show." And I am so thin and ordinary, I also have special skills. That's climbing the wall.
At first, I was afraid to climb the wall because I was afraid of being killed. Later, a bold girl in our class encouraged me to practice this skill.
Let me tell you the secret of climbing the wall. It's actually quite simple. There are three tricks, that is, "grab, push and go." Grasping is grasping the top of the wall with both hands. If some students are short, they should put a brick under their feet. Pedal means holding them with your hands and pedaling hard with your feet, and they will "fly" as lightly as swallows. The last resort is to leave, which is also the most dangerous one. When walking, walk on the wall. When walking, there should be no distractions. Thinking about the east and west, I accidentally fell off the wall. So I want to tell you: "dangerous action, please don't imitate it, it's very dangerous."
I remember one time, the osmanthus in the township government near my home was blooming, and it was thyme, so my sister and I went to pick it. The osmanthus tree grows against the wall, and we shake it. Soon, it began to rain with osmanthus flowers overhead. However, it was too wasteful to shake it like this, so I climbed onto the wall to pick it. Ten minutes later, a mineral water bottle was filled with osmanthus.
As the saying goes: "One minute on stage, ten years off stage." Let me change it: "I want to have a skill and practice my basic skills hard." Do you think so?