Time flies by and looks back. As soon as I entered the primary school campus for nearly six years, I couldn't help thinking about the past. For the first time, the countless life paths are like the waves of waves, rippling in my heart. It's so kind and familiar, and so beautiful and harmonious. I can't forget the first time I made dumplings.
It's cloudy on Sunday night, as if it's going to rain. Mom is not at home, only me and dad are at home, dad said: 'what would you like to eat at night? 'I said:' I want to eat dumplings. 'dad said:' let's make dumplings together! 'I said:' I can't make dumplings! , make your own bag. 'dad said:' it doesn't matter. Come on, I'll teach you how to make dumplings. 'I think it's better to study than to be idle. So I went with a try mentality. I washed my hands first, and then my father began to make noodles. After making the noodles, my father began to cut them with a knife, then the cut surfaces were made into a circle, and finally rolled the dumpling skin with a rolling pin. After a while, it became a large and thick dumpling skin. So making dumplings began.
At first, my father asked me to put stuffing on the dumpling skin, and then I used chopsticks to clamp the stuffing and put it on the dumpling skin, ah! It was too much to squeeze at once, and then Dad said: 'put some stuffing off the dumpling skin. 'dad added:' you can't put too much stuffing. If you put too much stuffing, you can't squeeze it, or you just squeeze it. When you put it in the pot and boil it, the stuffing will come out. 'I started to make dumplings again. After a while, I finally made a dumpling. But look carefully at the shape of my dumpling and that of my father's dumpling. It's just like one is underground and the other is in the sky. The distance is too big. I asked my father: 'why do you make dumplings like a mighty general, while I make dumplings like a fallen soldier? "Dad said: 'that's because your way of making dumplings is different. It's not enough just to put stuffing. It depends on whether the dumpling skin is good or bad. You learn from me. First of all, hold the dumpling skin with your hands and don't let it fall. Then the two tips of the dumpling skin are pinched opposite each other, and the other two sides are pushed in by hand, and one press is OK. 'I'll learn to make dumplings as I like.
I am very happy.
I love the first time, he taught me the secret of success: to do anything with skill. Son, as long as you master the skills, you can do things well.
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On the unforgettable first composition: The Unforgettable First 600 words
There are many firsts on the road of growth. They are like sweet spring water moistening you and making you grow unconsciously. The first experience of raising a little goldfish has always been unforgettable to me.
I like small animals very much, especially small goldfish. Every time I see those "elves" in the fish market in the transparent aquarium leisurely and cozy, I really want to become a little goldfish and play with them.
On my sixth birthday, my mother gave me two little goldfish, because I never raised them, so I often pay attention to them.
The first time I raised goldfish, don't mention my high interest. Every day when I come home from school, I always go to see those little babies first and then do my homework. Goldfish are swimming leisurely in the water. Their eyes are protruding, as if they are going to fall. Look! They were still dressed in a golden red dress, fat dundundun 's body; tail like a large fan, swing around. Sometimes the fish stay still in the corner. I have a lot of water, they are scared to swim around.
When the fish are hungry, as soon as they see the people near them, they will swim in the direction you are going. I threw a piece of fish to eat. There was a fish sticking out its head. It seemed that I was asking for my opinion. I had to nod my head. The fish swallowed the fish immediately. It seemed to feel like it was eating alone, so it swam past its friends and touched their mouths, saying, 'I'm sorry. 'I put some more fish to eat. As if they hadn't eaten anything in ten years, the little goldfish immediately swarmed to grab it. They stood up and opened their mouths, as if they wanted to swallow all the fish. In a short time, the fish I threw into the water were eaten completely by them.
The next day, I saw a little goldfish floating on the water. Then, the second and the third & hellip; & hellip; they didn't move, some of them were belly up, and their heads turned. I hurriedly asked my mother what happened to the little goldfish. Mom looked and said: 'look at them. They are very big, and they are strung to death. Just feed the goldfish once a week. 'alas! I thought goldfish had three meals a day!
The first time I raised a little goldfish, I found it lovely. I like it because it brings me a lot of fun. But it also made me feel the pain of losing. Through this matter, I know what to do without experience. This time, although I lost two little goldfish, I realized the truth. Thank you, little goldfish!
About the unforgettable first composition: the unforgettable first 1100 words
That evening, my parents were not at home. For the first time, I was alone at home. Of course, I had mixed feelings and was very uneasy. Suddenly, there was a heavy rain. First, a flash of lightning cut through the whole sky. It seemed like a golden thread that flashed before my eyes. At this time, I saw that the dark sky was split in two by this golden thread, and then there was an earth shaking thunder, which seemed to shatter the whole universe. Thunder roared overhead, and the earth seemed to shake. I was scared out of my wits. I got into the quilt and didn't even dare to go out.
At this time, it suddenly began to rain cats and dogs. It rained heavily. The storm helped the rain. It rolled and howled wildly. It seemed that it would smash and destroy everything with the raindrop like iron bean. The heavy raindrops and whirlwinds, like a whip twisted together, came down from the sky fiercely; they fell down like waterfalls; they poured down like overturned rivers; they sewed the heaven and earth together like thousands of stitches. Under the eaves, thousands of small rivers are flowing. Heaven, as if to collapse!
So I went into the living room, watched the TV, and I turned it down. I was afraid of something behind me, such as ghosts, thieves, murderers, etc. Turn down the volume of the TV and you will hear their footsteps. I hold my breath and hold my breath. I'm scared. I'm scared. I don't have the heart to watch TV at all. I'm absorbed in scanning around. I dare not move. After a while, something broke upstairs. I heard a long roar of "ah". My hair was cold. One head into the quilt, the whole body in the 'chug chug' to shake, the heart will jump out. When there was no movement, I put two big eyes out again, and slowly came out without anything, 'creak', it's over, the ghost is coming. 'shout'. "Pa" the power was cut off. I summoned up my courage and crept to the kitchen to get a candle. Light it and put it on the table. It must not be a coincidence that the candle went out, was lit and went out again. It was extinguished twice. Is it really impossible that the legendary ghost came! I got into the quilt again.
It's dark at home. I'm full of ghosts. I quickly closed the door and looked back! What's that? A flash of red light, I was shocked: is it 'ghost fire'? I can't care so much. I climb to bed and look at the ghost fire in fear. After a while I couldn't stand it. My heart seems to be popping out of my mouth. 'boom! 'suddenly a big thunder broke the peace of the family. I'm really scared. Grab the flashlight and take a picture of the ghost fire: it turns out that the ghost fire is a small light on the alarm clock, and the sound is made by a second hand.
I dare not even close my eyes. I have been staring at the wall. I dare not move around. There is sweat on my head. I just leave my head outside and look around. My eyes are tired. I blink up and down more and more quickly. Tonight is too long, a second slower than the previous night & hellip; & hellip; I had to count in my heart: one sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep & hellip; & hellip; unconsciously, I fell asleep.
Ah! This night is really frightening and unforgettable. I will never forget & hellip; & hellip;
On the unforgettable first composition: the unforgettable first 400 words
Everyone will have their own "first time": the first time to cook, the first time to skate, the first time to wash & hellip; & hellip; these first times are countless, but there is one thing that I remember vividly, that is, the first time to be alone at home.
That's when I was in the third grade. That morning, my mother had something to go out, so she had to leave me alone at home. When she left, she told me that she couldn't open the door for strangers, and couldn't run out to play & hellip; & hellip; I smiled and nodded to my mother, so she walked away safely. Looking at the empty room, I felt a little nervous. I hugged Minnie tightly. I tried to turn on the TV as loud as I could, but I still felt empty. All of a sudden, there was a "buzz" in my ear. My heart mentioned my voice and eyes. I looked around slowly, but there was nothing. A rush of numbness suddenly spread all over my body. I was so scared that I thought: I should be OK when I fall asleep. So, I ran into the bedroom and lay comfortably on the bed. In my mind, there were many ghosts and ghosts and some ghost stories in the book, as if they were staring at me from the ceiling! I quickly covered my head with a quilt, but there were still some horrible pictures in front of my eyes. I clapped my head with my hand and told myself not to think about it. I closed my eyes tightly for fear that when I opened it, some monsters would catch me. In this way, I fell asleep, as if I heard my mother's kind words. I got up from the bed happily, ran to the living room and fell into my mother's arms. This creepy challenge is finally over!
Everyone will have a lot of first time, it is the first time to make me more brave, more confident, more learn to face.
Lianjia primary school 6, Wuhua District, Kunming, Yunnan
On the first unforgettable composition: 350 words for the first unforgettable composition
There are many firsts in life, which bring us all kinds of enlightenment for the first time. Everyone has the most precious first time in their memory. Let's say one thing that impresses me the most.
This day my mother and father are not at home. I sleep alone. I was very timid and scared. At that time, I was thinking about God and ghost.
It's dark, I'm afraid! Dong Dong -- I found a sound on the other side of the door. I wonder if there will be thieves. The more I think about it, the more scared I am. I can't help but hide in the quilt and shiver. After a while there was still such a sound, and my strong curiosity drove me to see it. I'm armed. I'm going to the door with a broom. The thumping is getting closer to me