I wish I could change everything. If I do, I want to realize my wish. If I do, I want to light a bonfire to warm the world. If so, I want to become a tall and straight tree and enjoy the cool with leaves. If I do, I want to change, and a gust of wind will wake up the minds of some vulgar people. If I do, I want to distinguish tea and give it to people. If I change, I want to become a tall building, where all the suffering people can live and form a warm and warm family. If I change, I want to be a beautiful and colorful bridge connecting the mainland and Taiwan Province Province, so that overseas children can return to the mainland to reunite with their long-lost relatives, children from Taiwan Province Province can visit the Forbidden City in the Summer Palace, children from the mainland can visit Mount Ali in Sun Moon Lake, and Taiwan Province Province and the mainland people can be closely linked and never separated. If I want to change, I will change.
God, I'm going to become too much. In short, I will try my best to make laughter and laughter unite, and love will stay in this world forever.
2. Write a composition with food in the sixth grade. The whisper of a bird seems to be still far away, and suddenly it comes to my ears. I looked out of the window, and several thin birds stopped on my windowsill, fidgeting with their bright yellow mouths in the soft sunshine, looking at me, and then staring at the bread in my hand.
Don't fight with me, it's our only food! I muttered in my heart and quickly stuffed "bread" into my schoolbag. The clock just pointed to 7:30. It's time for school. I picked up my schoolbag and ran to the subway. Along the way, people who go to work are in a hurry, and everyone is holding "bread" like me and biting it painfully. Although this "bread" is made of scraps of paper, we have no choice. This is our only staple food. When I got into the subway, many people were whispering: Ah, I lost weight again. I am also an electronic scale: 15 kg. Oh, my god I am 10 years old, and I only have 15 kg left. At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the subway: "Please don't throw bread into the dustbin". It turns out that many people throw away their bread because it tastes terrible. Oh, no wonder everyone has lost weight, no wonder I'm bored ... as soon as I stopped at the station, a group of birds flew into the car with a shout and competed around the trash can for "bread" They even bit an old man who was getting off the bus.
Oh, I forgot to tell you that it is 2500 years, and the present environment is dry water, warm climate and barren land. ...
Suddenly, a piece of paper came from nowhere. I quickly picked it up and read it out loud: I don't cherish ownership, I don't care about the environment, I don't create an intensive society-I will taste the bitter fruit! People have nothing to ponder. ...
3. Write a composition with ancient poems.
Chu River
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
This poem was written when Li Shen was young. He witnessed farmers doing farm work without enough food and warm clothes every day.
This poem describes the hard work of farmers in farming. Farmers work under the scorching sun, and the conditions are very difficult, but many people don't know that food is bought by farmers with sweat, and they don't cherish food.
At the beginning of the poem, there are two sentences: "Till noon, when the grain is hoed, the sweat drips down the soil", which is the scene where the poet Li Shen saw the farmers carrying hoes in the fields, working in the sun and planting grain. Because the weather is very hot, sweat keeps flowing from farmers' cheeks to farmers' fields, which can't help but cause sympathy and pity. The last two sentences of the poem "Who knows that every meal is hard?"
Who knows that every grain of rice in people's bowls is planted by farmers through hard work? This is a rhetorical question. Through this rhetorical question, the poet strongly expressed his hatred for people who don't cherish food, and at the same time asked people to cherish food and the fruits of farmers' labor.
Now farmers are no longer so hard at farming, but saving food is still a fine traditional virtue of our Chinese nation; And waste is a shameful act! Save food, don't waste food, you should start from childhood, start from me! The real meaning of the poem "Who knows that every grain is hard" lies in saving and not wasting every bit of life, which also contains a person's quality and quality! Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. This quatrain is a poem by Du Fu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, which describes the beauty of spring. Spring is sunny and picturesque, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants. Swallows flying around with mud in their nests and Yuanyang sleeping on the warm beach give people a relaxed and happy feeling.
The poet described a vibrant scene in spring with short poems, expressing the joy of the poet who experienced chaos and drift in a relatively stable and peaceful environment. Du Fu has been wandering all his life, longing for a warm and happy life like spring. Let's feel the beauty of spring together, cherish every spring and cherish the happy life now! Teacher's comment: Your expressive ability is very strong, and your ability to grasp ancient poetry is also very strong. This beautiful ancient poem was "translated" by you in almost the same beautiful language, and it is still lingering. How beautiful! "Spring is sunny and picturesque, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants. Swallows fly around with mud nests, and mandarin ducks sleep on warm beaches, which is accurate and appropriate. " The poet described a vibrant scene in spring with short poems, expressing the joy of the poet who experienced chaos and drift in a relatively stable and peaceful environment. "He accurately grasped the poet and poetry. You're amazing!
4. Eat well and write a composition
A good meal was released on February 25th, 65438. Mouse, dad, shut up and eat well, stick. In the evening, I watched TV and went back to my room to get ready for bed. As soon as I turned on the light, I found a fat mouse enjoying a delicious meal with relish-my biscuit! I quickly called my father to catch mice. Dad rushed over with a stick. I knew that a big battle was about to start, so I quickly closed the doors and windows to fight the mouse. This mouse is really cunning. Probably a rat poison. After several rounds, we were exhausted before the mouse was caught. So, my father and I discussed it and decided to adopt the puppy "Doudou"
0 delicious food was released on 165438+ 10/7 peas, puppies, front paws, delicious food, hind legs. Aunt Zhang's family in our unit has a lovely puppy. Its name is Doudou. Its whole body is orange, its nose is black, its eyes are big, its long hair is thin, its legs are short, its big ears droop softly forward, and its tail is tilted when running, which is very attractive. I like peas very much. I often feed it and water it. Even my favorite beef sausage often becomes its delicious meal. Every time Doudou is fed, its hind legs stand upright and its front paws are newly woven by crows and foxes.
A good meal was published on February 22, 65438+ Fox, crow, a good meal, forget to eat and sleep, save trouble. Since the crow was cheated by the fox to get a piece of meat, the crow has always regretted it. One day, it got another piece of meat, which happened to be seen by the fox who was out foraging. The fox rolled his eyes and thought, haha, there is something delicious again. Hum, I cheat the meat in the original way first. If not, I'll change it. Thinking of this, he came under the tree. This time, the fox said directly to save trouble, "Dear Brother Crow, since you sang a song last time, I have been thinking about your singing at home. Today, crows and foxes are lucky. "
A good meal was published on September 27th, 2007. Fox and crow, have a good meal, forget all about eating and sleeping, and save trouble. Since the crow was cheated by the fox to get a piece of meat, the crow has always regretted it. One day, it got another piece of meat, which happened to be seen by the fox who was out foraging. The fox rolled his eyes and thought, haha, there is something delicious again. Hum, I cheat the meat in the original way first. If not, I'll change it. Thought of here, it came to the tree. This time, in order to save trouble, the fox said directly, "Dear Brother Crow, since you sang a song last time, I have been thinking about you singing at home. Today is my lucky day."
5. Composition about food. When I mentioned my favorite food, I remembered a riddle about this food: "A flock of geese floated in the river and then fell." What is this?
In fact, this kind of food is not special, but we rarely taste it at ordinary times, but when it comes to the Spring Festival, especially the first day of the New Year, every household is indispensable!
It's glutinous rice balls.
I like to eat dumplings and watch them float in the water. I remember once, my mother made me dumplings. I saw my mother first pour glutinous rice noodles into a basin, mix them with boiling water and knead them into dough. Then every time she grabs a small ball of noodles from the dough and rubs it into the shape of corn in her hand, then puts sugar in the middle and rubs it into the shape of a ping-pong ball. After the water in the pot boiled, she put it all down. Mom put the lid on, only anxious and long waiting. Greedy, I often secretly open the lid and see only the white ball on the bottom of the water. After a while, a few floated up first, then a few floated up, and gradually, they floated up and fell down. It was really cute.
Mother subconsciously touched my nose with her flour-covered hand. It turns out that I am already "salivating" when I look at jiaozi in the pot. So, my mother found a bowl of chopsticks and picked up some floating jiaozi from the pot. Jiaozi is steaming, but I don't care at all. I quickly opened one with chopsticks and put it in my mouth. The weather is very hot, but the soft, fragrant and sweet feeling is really great. I couldn't help giving my mother a thumbs-up sign.
My mother told me that jiaozi can also wrap many kinds of fillings. Some people wrap vegetables in jiaozi, saying that it can prevent them from getting angry. Some of them like sweets, so they put some brown sugar powder in the jiaozi. As for everyone who likes to eat glutinous rice balls during the Spring Festival, my mother said that glutinous rice balls symbolize happiness and reunion, and its name represents people's good wishes for life!
6. the composition about eating introduces a lot of delicious food below. Lz can choose one or several kinds of delicious food to write this composition according to his familiarity and liking.
Delicious buns are often said to be delicious, but I don't know how they taste until I have tasted them. This afternoon, my parents took me to the steamed stuffed bun shop to open my eyes and eat.
I finally got what I wanted that day. Steamed bread is whisked, thin skin, there seems to be a bag of juice inside. They are small and exquisite, shaped like pagodas, translucent and strong, crystal clear and yellow, and the fragrance at the top of the tower overflows with the wind, shaped like steamed bread. No wonder it's called steamed buns. Generally, there are ten steamed buns in a cage. Each steamed bun is like a small snowball, but there is a pothole on it. I was intoxicated before the aroma came up.
I can't wait to swallow the whole steamed bread in one gulp. A cage of steamed bread came up and I sat in the chair. Steamed bread gives off a faint fragrance.
As soon as I smell this fragrance, I can't help but gulp it down. Hardly had he picked up a "chubby" and stuffed it into his mouth when he began to fight back.
My stomach is growling with hunger at the moment, and I want to open my mouth wide and swallow four steamed buns in one gulp. So I carefully picked up the steamed stuffed bun with chopsticks, because I took a small bite and the juice ran into my mouth like a tribe.
I dipped it in a little vinegar and put it in my mouth. The meat is loose and soft. As soon as I chewed it, its meat suddenly loosened and it was delicious. My mother said, "To eat steamed stuffed buns, you should first dip in vinegar, gently bite a hole, suck up the delicious soup inside, and then eat the skin and meat." The delicious essence of steamed stuffed bun is in the soup.
I eat according to my mother's method. The soup is fresh, thin and tender. It is really delicious. I really don't know if I won't eat steamed stuffed bun for a while, but once I eat it, I won't forget it.
I wolfed it down. Its meat is full, and a mouthful of fresh, thick and salty makes you want to eat.
So I pestered my mother to buy another guest. How can I put it down when my aunt brought it with a smile? After eating one mouthful after another, I was full of fragrance and smacked my lips. I couldn't help but admire: "Beauty! It's really delicious. " Blink of an eye and wiped out, touched the bulging belly, added a mouth, the rest is unfinished.
How's it going? Are you excited? It's better to run around and eat steamed buns at home! Fried stinky tofu This is a unique local snacks in winter in the south of the Yangtze River. When I was young, I ran to the street after school. Of course, this is when I have money in my pocket.
Cross the alley and cross the bridge, and you can smell the fried stinky tofu. The manager who fried stinky tofu is a thin old man with white eyebrows and beard. He always carries heavy burdens. The burden is actually a box made of wood. There are stinky tofu, soy sauce, Chili sauce and a pile of small plates in front of the box, and there is a canned bottle with several pairs of chopsticks in it.
There is a small coal stove and a pot in the back box. The old man always stands on the street corner, absorbed in frying stinky tofu.
I haven't heard his shouts, but there are always many diners looking for incense in front of his little bag and standing in a circle. His stinky tofu is very distinctive. At first glance, it's dark and no different from other stinky tofu, but once it's put in the pot and taken out of it, it becomes golden and delicious, coated with a layer of soy sauce or Chili sauce (his Chili sauce is homemade, bright red, spicy and comfortable), yellow and red, very beautiful.
Take a bite carefully (because it's very hot). It's yellow on the outside and white on the inside, crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. It's hot and spicy. At this time, instead of eating, I rolled my tongue and swallowed. Old people always fry only a few slices at a time, and sell a few slices after frying, so people waiting for them are eating and others pay attention to each other.
Most people who eat fried stinky tofu are women and children. It's really strange that women in Jiangnan don't eat spicy food, and when it comes to this burden, they all become "spicy girls" They have to put on a thick layer of Chili sauce, and women don't care about tenderness at this time. They ate until their lips were red, tears mixed together and hot sweat dripped down. The old man just kept saying: it's too spicy to stick, don't eat too much.
After all, he didn't stop it So the old man consumes a bottle of Chili sauce every day.
At that time, my father gave me fifty cents a month, and at least half of the money was contributed to stinky tofu. A piece of stinky tofu is worth a penny, and after eating one piece, it will be quiet in one day.
Sometimes I don't plan to overspend, but I will restrain myself from running there for fear of long hooks in my eyes. However, at that time, as long as I accidentally slipped onto the old man's burden, the old man would always see everything, as if he found that I didn't have a penny in my pocket, and he would smile and fry the most crisp and tender piece for me to eat.
Sorry to eat for free. Dad will send me money next month, and I will return it to him immediately. The old man also accepted it, but he must fry me an extra piece of stinky tofu. It has been more than 20 years since I left that small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have never eaten such delicious fried stinky tofu (although I have eaten fried stinky tofu in other cities in the south of the Yangtze River, the taste always seems to be a little worse).
It always appears in my dreams, with the thin old man with white beard and white eyebrows who doesn't even know his name. I've only eaten meat and bone porridge once.
It was a Sunday morning in winter in Jiangnan, and my thrifty aunt suddenly offered to take me to eat meat and bone porridge. I was flattered and followed her all the way for fear that she would suddenly change her mind.
Go along Qingshiban Road, cross the bustling food market and turn into an alley. Far away, I saw a small shop with white fog, and I heard the sound of an iron spoon knocking on the edge of the pot.
My aunt led me into the shop, which was full. Everyone is sipping this meat and bone porridge, which seems really delicious.
The proprietress led us into the inner kitchen and said apologetically, "Let's eat here." The proprietress is a 40-year-old woman with ear-long hair and a black hairpin carefully pinned behind her ear.
I was afraid that menstruation would get cold feet and run away, so I quickly made my own decision and said, "Yes, yes." As a result, menstruation got two dirty eyes.
"Ok, a bowl of meat and bone porridge." The proprietress grabbed the big iron spoon in one hand and uncovered the big pot cover in the other. Suddenly, a heat wave swept the smell of porridge.
She stirred the pot with a big iron spoon.
7. The story of food Write a story, a story. One story after another surrounds me. Time has told one story after another in my life. Today, I want to tell you a story about the canteen.
The canteen has always been strange to me. 1 1 years ago, I didn't go to the canteen. But that "canteen trip" impressed me deeply.
It was an ordinary day. At noon, the sun is shining and the sun is kissing every corner. Dad took me to his unit. But he has something to do, so let me eat first.
Walk into the canteen. The neat tables and chairs seem to be waving to me. Pots of green plants seem to like to be bathed in the sunshine pouring in from the window. Looking at the unhappy expression of my mother-in-law in the canteen, my heart is cold. I looked at my mother-in-law for a while. My mother-in-law gave me a disdainful look, and I stood there motionless. It seems that someone is whispering! God, my face is so spicy. Pretend to think: calm down!
8. Chinese food is written in 300 words.
Food is the most important thing for people. My favorite foods are as follows, which will definitely make your mouth water.
Ice cream is my favorite food. I always buy an ice cream to eat in summer. It's too cold. Eating it will drive away the summer heat. That sweet taste makes people want to eat. In summer, you can see that I eat an ice cream with relish every day.
The second favorite food is chocolate, which melts in the mouth and tastes delicious. I often eat a piece of chocolate after exercise and when I am exhausted, which can help me replenish energy. Chocolate is not only delicious, but also beautiful. Some are scallops and shells, some are lovely seahorses, some are black and white.
The taste of roast chicken wings is also very attractive. Standing far away, you can smell it. It makes you want to eat after eating. It is really delicious!
And shortbread, steak ... Do you like my favorite food?