Six first cooking 400 words in our life, there are many 'first time'. My most unforgettable first time was cooking. That time, I was reading in bed. Later, I felt a little hungry, and my mother and father were not at home. I had to do it myself. But I've never cooked a meal! I sat on the sofa and felt my stomach. Later, I decided to make my own meal. I walked into the kitchen and looked at all kinds of kitchen utensils and dishes. I couldn't help but dazzled and didn't know where to start.
My mother said, "steamed rice requires a bowl of rice and two bowls of water. So I do as my mother said, take out the rice, put in the clean water, and finally steam the rice and water in the electric rice cooker; after that, I wash the carrots, cut them into shreds, open fire and put the oil in the pot, heat the oil in the pot, then put the shredded carrots, stir fry, add soy sauce and salt, and finally I put some pepper. My bowl of carrots is finished. It doesn't look good, but it smells delicious. I'm sweating. Later, I put the dishes on the table, I went to dinner, a look and mother's cooking is no different, are soft and tender rice. After I took a bite, it was too salty. Maybe I put too much salt. Forget it. I'm starving. I can't care about that much. Later, I ate less and ate more. I think this is the first time I cooked the food myself. I must eat it. I enjoy the fruits of my own labor, happy in my heart! The so-called a confidence, an effort, a success;
I learned how to cook today, I understand how hard it is for my mother to cook for us every day! I decided to help my mother do some housework when I was free.
First day: Lin Su cooked 450 words for the first time. One morning, I opened my eyes early and lay on the bed with my head tilted and looked at the alarm clock. It was more than six o'clock. I think it's better to make a delicious dish for my mother. Said to dry, I quickly got out of bed, after washing, came to the kitchen.
First of all, after I brush the pot, I bring the potatoes, and then I use the slicer to cut the potatoes carefully. At this time, a bead of sweat as big as a bean falls on the stove. The reason why there are beads of sweat is because it is a hot summer, so I feel in such a season, my mother to cook for me hard, immediately my heart can not help but shed tears. The shorter the potatoes are cut, they can't be fried, but I encourage myself in my heart, the first time cooking will inevitably be some failure, never mind, come on! come on. Come on!!! I cut the rest of the potatoes, like my mother, green pepper everything, the fire opened, the oil poured, splashed to my hands, wow, scalded to death, but I did not give up, perseverance, quickly put the potato in the pot, stir fry a few times, put salt can. After fried out, the aroma attracted mother from her sleep.
My mother saw my fried shredded potatoes and exclaimed, "Wow, baby, I can cook. I want to have a good taste. 'My mother tried it and kept praising me. Listening to my mother's praise, I thought: is it salty or light, good to eat? I can't wait to eat a mouthful, too salty, how to eat? Listen to my mother's praise, my heart must have a bit of inferiority. Whenever my mother cooked me a meal for me to eat, I was still very picky, now I am very low self-esteem. Through this incident, I understand that when I see my mother tired, I should help my mother share some, because I have grown up.
Today is Sunday. I'm going to cook a dish for my parents. Because my parents are very busy at work and seldom have a rest, I want to give them a little respect. What can we do? I saw yesterday's leftovers and eggs in the refrigerator. Ha, I have a way. Let's make fried rice with eggs.
First of all, I took out two eggs and knocked them gently. Then I poured them into the bowl. With chopsticks, I could see that the eggs were almost beaten. Under the guidance of my mother, I turned on the gas carefully and warmed the pan for a while. When I felt the heat coming out, I poured a little spoonful of oil. My mother told me that when the oil was cooked to seven or eight minutes, she asked me to pour leftovers into the pot and stir fry for three minutes. When the aroma of rice came out, pour in the beaten eggs, sprinkle a little salt and chicken essence, and continue to stir fry with a spoon until the rice grains are ready When it's golden, I sprinkle the prepared scallion and stir fry it for two times. Then I can cook the delicious fried rice with eggs by myself!
I put the egg fried rice on the table, please father and mother to taste, Dad ate a mouthful on the thumbs up, praise my craft is really good, can do some things for mom and Dad, I also happy smile.
Six rainy night, I am at home alone 650 words how to do, Lei father-in-law in scolding, who is provoked by thunder father-in-law! That curse is really loud and creepy. What's more, I'm at home alone today. Although I'm not afraid of the anger of my father-in-law, I'm at home alone today. I'm a little afraid. Well, Lei Gong Gong doesn't swear any more! But someone wailed. Was he scolded by Mr. Lei! Lei Gong Gong is really fierce. Who did he scold and cry!
I went to the window alone, watching the rain beating the window glass, can not help but think that I am alone here to enjoy the rain, can not help but shed tears, the loss of time, I have lived for 15 years, in these 15 years I constantly change, change, I found that I do not know myself, change, I found that I have not found the original self.
Gradually I from a no words do not talk, no words do not say me, quiet down, I no longer and they are the same noisy, the same to go crazy. I unconsciously like the quiet, I unconsciously like to watch them make noise, unconsciously I left the noise, my friends around, one after another, I do not know how to retain, watching their back gradually away from me, but I can only leave myself two tears.
Gradually I like to do things alone, I like a person, in this rainy night hungry at home, but inexplicably left two tears, I have always thought that I am used to loneliness, will not cry for the sake of loneliness, but I am wrong, I am not used to loneliness, but I am afraid of making friends, I am afraid of association, I am more afraid of anyone to say my heart, maybe I really am You're so stupid!
Oh! This rainy night, I am at home alone, this rainy night I cry.
Hu Wen is at home alone
Whenever I am at home alone, I feel free, and there is no babbling from my parents. When I am at home alone, I can control my time and do whatever I want. I feel very interesting. Although sometimes at home a little lonely, afraid, but I can invite students to my home to do homework, watch TV, play computer. I find it very enjoyable to be alone at home.
On Saturdays and Sundays, mom and dad go to work overtime. I get up early and go to the supermarket. In the morning, I use the most time to finish the homework assigned by the teacher. After finishing the homework, I watch TV and play computer. Sometimes I ride a bike with my friends. Play computer time can not exceed half an hour to an hour, this will be harmful to the eyes. At noon, my father and mother don't go home for dinner. I cook with an electric cooker, stir fry tomatoes and eggs, stir fry balsam pear and pork, and fry a dish of vegetables. The lunch is so simple. After lunch, I rest for more than ten minutes before going to bed. I know that going to bed on time should form a good habit.
After taking a nap, I wash the clothes that my father and mother changed with the washing machine. When the washing machine helps me wash clothes, I sweep the floor and mop the floor. Sometimes I go to QQ network to chat with friends and ask them how to solve their problems. I live a very full and happy life. When I was alone at home, someone would ring the doorbell, and then I would take a peek through the cat's eye to see if I knew. People who know will open the door and let it in. Generally, I will not open the door randomly. I will call my father and mother. If the bad guys let me open the door, I'll be on my guard and say to them, 'if you knock again, I'll call 110. 'in a word, a person at home has both joy and fear. I hope there is an adult in my family. It will be very safe.
5. The first time I cook for my mother 350 words. Whenever I see my father and mother working from morning to night, my heart is not good. However, I can't help them share the work. So I decided to make a breakfast for my parents this weekend.
This Saturday sunny, I get up early to prepare materials, I want to make tomato scrambled eggs, porridge and a dish of vegetables. I first found two tomatoes from the refrigerator, I took out a kitchen knife, aimed at the top of the tomato is a knife, the tomato was cut in half, brush a few times, the tomato became a few small pieces. I suddenly felt a sense of achievement, I first grabbed a few rice in the pot, and then add some water to put in the rice cooker, plug in the electricity and turn on the switch. Then I lit the fire, poured some water, and then put the oil. Unfortunately, the oil pan suddenly burst into a pot. Only the sound of "Zizi" was heard, and a lot of oil splashed out of the pan. It's just like a volcanic eruption. It's very spectacular, but I don't have the mood to appreciate it. I quickly pour out the oil in the pan. I quickly clean up the 'battlefield'. I pour the oil first, then break the eggs into pieces and pour them into the pot. I turn the shovel and turn the eggs around. Finally, the eggs are ready. I don't plan to do the vegetables because my mother is ready to get up and I put the food On the table waiting for mom to get up.
My mother quickly got up and saw the food on the table and said: 'the sun is coming out in the West. 'I said:' I made it all. Eat it. 'My mother and I had a happy morning.