What is the annual flavor of 1? The taste of the year is a sincere greeting from a friend; What is the taste of the year? The taste of the year is the happy mood after a family reunion; What is the taste of the year? The taste of the year is a cup of mutual respect after a long separation; Not too busy, not too complicated. If you decorate it deliberately, you will lose your original joy. The taste of the year is ordinary, sincere and caring for each other. Firecrackers resounded through the heavens and the earth, lanterns flew on the eaves, couplets climbed up the walls, and new clothes went straight to the wardrobe.
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the pace of 2008 is finally near. There are still three days before the Spring Festival, and families are nervously planning how to celebrate it.
It seems that the taste of the year is not so far away from me. After grandma died, my uncle's family didn't plan to go home for the New Year. The old house is full of faint sadness and rich thoughts. I got up and left when I heard the quarrel. The messy hall seems to be telling the story. Melons and fruits were scattered all over the floor, tables and chairs were pushed to the ground, and their hearts were heavy.
I didn't dare to ask loudly, and finally I learned that the reason was that my uncle lost money at cards, and my aunt advised him, so I quarreled over the table. After the "war" stopped, they began to do their own things. Knowing what happened, I also returned to my "post", and my family seems to have become accustomed to such things. ...
I complain to myself: every year. When have you never quarreled? Either this little thing or those things. The mood is very boring, and I can't hide my envy when I look at other people who have been crossed and welcome people back from work in other places. ...
On New Year's Eve, thousands of lights, lanterns hung high and festive couplets all expressed welcome to the arrival of the New Year, and our noisy family became friendly.
Today, a fat, dark Chinese-American teacher gave us a lively and interesting math lesson.
After class, the teacher released "6.25" and a big red question mark on the slide. She said in very blunt Chinese, "You, take out a blank piece of paper, fold it in half, and draw a 6.25 you think on a quarter of the paper in just one minute." We started writing at once, and it passed in a blink of an eye. The teacher asked us to lift the painted pictures to our chests, but some students' papers were blank and dared not lift them. The teacher saw it and smiled and said, "You can't figure it out. It doesn't matter in my class. You see how others draw! " "After that, the teacher asked Yuen Chan Kwon, whose grades were average, to lift the picture. Many students were amused by his clumsy movements. However, the teacher said with great appreciation, "it's very interesting, how different!" How clever the children in China are! " She added, "I like it very much. Can you drive me? " Yuen Chan Kwon nodded excitedly. However, in our usual class, Yuan seldom gets praise and affirmation from teachers. Now we find him so cute and unique!
Next, when Hu Xie bravely raised her problematic painting, many students spoke, "Huh?" Give a shout. The teacher encouraged her: "Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you do something wrong. You're right. It's good. You can set an example for your classmates. Wrong, it doesn't matter, you can stand up from where you are, it will be better! " What sweet words! We all like to be loved and encouraged by teachers!
Time still flies too fast. I wanted to play a decimal game, but when the bell rang, many students sighed with regret. We feel respect, affirmation and encouragement in her class, and everyone is reluctant to leave such a teacher!
It is the shade of the earth that brings us the beauty of nature, and it is the stars in the sky that make us feel the magic of the universe. Going home for the New Year is the most special route I have ever taken. What I like best is the sweet atmosphere where we get together and talk and laugh. I smell the New Year.
On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, I set foot on the first ray of sunshine in the morning, riding on the highway in the breeze, dreaming of the smiles on my loved ones' faces, delicious New Year's Eve dinner and roaring firecrackers. Everywhere I go, it's red, and people around me don't forget to say a blessing to you.
On New Year's Eve, my aunt's family came, and we sat together chatting and joking. Every household is brightly lit and beaming. We watched the Spring Festival Gala while eating New Year's Eve. The atmosphere is harmonious. It was completely dark after eight o'clock. I took my niece to set off firecrackers in the yard. After lighting it with fire, I only heard a "wow". It illuminates the night sky. My niece clapped her hands and smiled with joy. In the light of fireworks, I saw a pear vortex on her red face. After a while, my cousin came over and fired a "celestial cannon" for us. My niece and I quickly stood in the distance covering our ears. When we heard a swish, it rushed to the sky to say hello to the New Year.
We exchanged presents when the clock struck zero. I received many red envelopes from my elders. When I opened all the presents, what surprised me most was a greeting card in a small red gift box. When I opened it, it was my niece's signature. It was a photo of me and her sitting under the eaves for several days, and there was a paragraph next to it that said, "Auntie, Happy New Year! You don't come back often. We all miss you very much. I hope you can realize many good wishes in the new year. " I was reading a greeting card, and stood there without saying a word, with mixed feelings in my heart.
I walked out of the room, stood on the field full of fireworks, looked at the stars all over the sky and silently made a New Year's wish. As long as affection and affection are still there, the taste of the year will never fade. Lying in bed, I asked myself, "You are one year older, aren't you?"
On a snowy morning, when I saw other children wearing down jackets and gloves playing in the snow, making snowmen and having snowball fights, I had to stay at home. No, it's not fair to God. When I don't catch a cold, this is when I catch a cold! But it doesn't matter. A little cold. Can you help me? I must find a way to sneak out!
"Cao Yu, come and drink medicine!" Just then, a voice came from my mother's mouth. Ah! I don't want to drink that bitter and ugly medicine! I can't help shouting bad luck in my heart, but I can't help it. Who told me that my mother was on the same level as the ancient emperor at home? I was stupefied wearing a lot of clothes, and my face was covered with several big "reluctance"! I slowly picked up the cup, hesitating whether to drink it or not, and finally decided at the last minute. I suddenly picked up the cup, covered my nose with one hand, and swallowed the medicine in the cup, looking like I was going to die in the sand. Ah! Great! I looked at the bottom of the medicine in the cup and almost jumped three feet, but I didn't, because I knew I was still drinking medicine! After drinking, I said to my mother, "Mom, I went back to my room to do my homework!" " "But when I got back to my room, I wasn't doing my homework, but I was thinking about how to sneak out.
I sat on the bed, staring at the alarm clock. After about ten minutes, I opened the door and looked out. Very good. My mother is in the kitchen and my father is sleeping. I stood on tiptoe, trying not to make a sound. Slowly, I slipped out and immediately ran to find my friends and play with them. I am having a swell time. I had to say goodbye to my friends one by one and then sneak back to my little room.
Sure enough, my cold got worse as soon as I came back. Hey! Being sick is terrible!
On the sixth day of the fifth grade, I went to the ancient town of Anchang in Shaoxing to find the taste of the year.
It's only the sixth day of the first month, and the annual flavor here is still very strong, such as baking stinky tofu and taking an awning boat, but what impressed me is pulling maltose.
We got off and walked, and saw an old man, it was Grandpa Peng who pulled maltose. I saw him holding a mass of yellow maltose in his left hand, hanging on an iron bar, and pulling out his right hand. Maltose became longer from the beginning, and its color changed from thick yellow to golden yellow.
Grandpa Peng hung maltose on the iron bar again, connected the two ends together and continued to pull it out. I don't know how many times I pulled it, but the color of maltose gradually turned into milky white, and the shape changed from spherical to long and thick strips.
Grandpa Peng put the white maltose into a sack and cut it into small pieces with a knife. The delicious maltose is ready.
We bought a bag of maltose to eat. "Handmade maltose is delicious!" Both parents praised it. I also tasted a piece, which was really delicious: there was an indescribable sweetness and a little unknown acid.
In fact, there is another legend about maltose.
In the Qing Dynasty, there was a sweet food called sugar (maltose) in the palace. A gentleman named Lou learned to make rock candy, and he gave the secret recipe to a family named Hu. Since then, pulling maltose has become the characteristic of Shaoxing Anchang.
This trip to Anchang is over. To be honest, I learned a lot today.
By chance, I saw the whole process of Nepenthes predation.
One day, I was idle and went to the balcony to enjoy flowers and plants. The lush Nepenthes first caught my attention. There are green "bags" hanging around the flowerpot. There are many dark red spots on the bag. Under the sunshine, they are crystal clear, colorful and beautiful. The air was filled with sweet smell, and I sniffed it gently in the mouth of Bao. Sure enough, the aroma is more intense, and people can't help but love. At this time, I saw a beetle crawling slowly along the stem of the "small bag" to the mouth of the bag, and then lying there motionless, as if enjoying the intoxicating aroma.
After about twenty seconds, it began to circle around the mouth of the bag, stop and go, touch the mouth of the bag from time to time, and slowly move to the mouth of the bag. Just when I was surprised, suddenly, it slipped, staggered and fell into the "big bag" and was firmly stuck by the mucus inside. No matter how it swings and flaps its wings, it just can't escape. It struggled again and again, trying to escape again and again, but in vain, so the little beetle was trapped in this beautiful and sweet "bag" and could never get out again.
Later, after consulting the information, I learned that this is not just a bag, but an insect trap for pitcher plants. It will secrete some honey juice at the mouth and lid of the capsule to attract insects to take the bait. The beetle failed to resist the temptation of honey juice, fell into the "cage" of Nepenthes and finally died.
In our life, aren't there many people who can't resist the temptation of honey juice like this beetle? This "honey juice" is money, which makes the arrogant popular actress fined 880 million yuan for tax evasion: it is status, which makes countless imperial examination candidates jailed for buying and selling in private; It is power that makes the regent who monopolizes power suffer from the disaster of being killed because of rebellion ... Like this beetle, they fall into the bottomless abyss in the "cage" and cannot extricate themselves.
We should correctly judge right and wrong, good and evil in life, and don't be tempted by that kind of "honey juice". So as not to be blinded by temptation. Otherwise, when you are awake, you may have fallen into a deep "cage".
A long time ago, there lived a lion and a monkey in the forest. There is plenty of food in the forest, and they have been living a quiet life.
One day, the lion was hungry and couldn't find food, so he wanted to taste the monkey meat. So he called the monkey and said, "Brother Monkey, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Would you like to come to my house for tea and chat? " The playful monkey agreed without hesitation. He skipped to the lion's house and knocked at the door and said, "Brother Lion, I'm coming, open the door quickly!" " As soon as the lion opened the door, he pressed the monkey against it. The monkey asked in surprise, "Brother Lion, what are you doing?" The lion said, "I want to eat you!" ""Say that finish, the lion can't wait to open its jaws and show its sharp teeth to bite the monkey. "Wait a minute!" The monkey said, "I am thin and small, and I don't have enough to eat." I know there are many animals in a place, so I'd better take you there and let you have a good time. "The lion wanted to think, turned his eyes round and round, believed the little monkey, and let him lead the way. The little monkey said to the lion as he walked, "Brother Lion, there are many animals and fat meat in that place." The lion is drooling. They are walking under a big tree. The monkey made the lion stand on a piece of grass and said, "Brother Lion, the animals are coming soon. You should hide first. " Hearing this, the lion swaggered towards the grass, only to hear a bang and fell into a trap. It turned out that the monkey knew that a hunter had set a trap there.
The little monkey laughed when he saw it, made a sign of victory and said to the lion, "Goodbye! Dear brother lion! " Then he swaggered away.
The crackling firecrackers outside the window continued, and the room was noisy. The screaming of children chasing and flapping diverted the hurried figure in the street into two completely different scenes.
When I was a child, I looked forward to the New Year, just like these children. On that day, there will be new clothes, new shoes and lucky money from adults. Don't mention how happy you are! Now, I sit quietly on the sofa, staring at the TV screen with glassy eyes, and I have already lost its liveliness and tension.
As I thought, mom and grandma are busy in the kitchen, but the table is full of large and small plates. I've been thinking about why I have to cook so many dishes that I may not finish them in the end. During the dinner, relatives talked in full swing, adding a bit of excitement to the festive reunion dinner. At this time, everyone will stand up and raise a glass and make their own beautiful expectations for the coming year. That strong' Nian' flavor surrounds everyone and permeates every corner of the house.
Unconsciously, the zero point has arrived. On New Year's Eve, I like staying up late best. I will sit on the balcony from time to time, watching the children downstairs and enjoying the brilliance of firecrackers. People often pin their hopes and longings on beautiful things, and then continue to run around under the pressure of reality. I admire these people every time. What kind of power is supporting them?
That night, I went to bed very late and kept thinking about something that puzzled me.
The next morning, yesterday's firecrackers were still in the street, and the air was filled with firecrackers, which made me sneer. To my surprise, on the first day of New Year's Day, the street was quiet and there were not many people along the way. After buying breakfast, I'm going home. Suddenly, a breeze came and brushed my ears, which was particularly soft, like a cordial greeting from my family, and also brought a hint of Chinese New Year.
In the fruit kingdom, I like to eat many fruits: apples, bananas, dried sugar cane, pears … but my favorite is sweet and sour oranges.
Oranges are oblate, and there are some faint yellow spots on the light green coat; About the size of my fist; Weigh it by hand for about two or three times; Touching it is like touching it on a rough beach; Smell it with your nose, and there will be a faint fragrance, which will make me refreshed.
I think this orange must be delicious. So I peeled off the light green coat, revealing the golden flesh inside. From a distance, it looks like a small lantern. From a close look, it looks like several good friends are hugging and whispering! There are many orange veins on the orange petals, which are very beautiful! I can't wait to peel off a petal and put it in my mouth. Sweet and sour orange juice flowed into my stomach, which made me memorable! I ate one petal after another, and in this way, I ate up this delicious orange.
Oranges are not only delicious, but also widely used. The pulp can be eaten or processed into delicious canned food, and orange peel can also be used for making tea and making medicine. Oranges are delicious, but you can't eat more. Mother told me that eating too many oranges is easy to get angry.
I love delicious oranges in autumn!
10 composition Saturday afternoon, sunny and breezy, is a good weather for barbecue. I have an appointment with Peng to come to Dongtaishan for a barbecue.
As soon as you enter the barbecue area, you will see all kinds of ingredients. So, we ran out and bought some barbecue things. There are too many things, such as chicken legs, hot dogs, leeks, Chinese cabbage, flesh and blood, potatoes, bananas, drinks and seasonings. After selecting the ingredients, we started the "barbecue mode". First, we started making hot dogs. I put the hot dogs on the grill first, and then spread the oil evenly with a brush and let them bake for a while. I couldn't help taking a deep breath and being tempted by the fragrance. I took the time to apply another layer of oil, and accidentally, a drop of oil fell into the charcoal fire. The fire flared up in an instant. I quickly spilled a little water, the fire gradually went out, and my nervous mood gradually calmed down. "It doesn't matter," I secretly encouraged myself, and then took the clip to turn the hot dog back and forth on the shelf. A minute later, I put the hot dog on the plate with a little salt, cumin and pepper. Delicious hot dogs are ready. I picked up my roast hot dog and couldn't wait to deliver it to my mouth. But as soon as I bit the hot dog, it shrank back, but the taste really made me irresistible. I tried to send it to my mouth again. It's really tender outside, and then I eat with relish. Then I baked chicken legs, cabbage and so on. We ate everything. It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that we reluctantly left.
The barbecue is delicious, especially the barbecue made by my classmates and me. Authentic and delicious!
Year composition 1 1 My childhood exudes a faint earthy smell, mixed with the aroma of country grass, the astringency of adobe houses, and the rich aroma of roasted chestnuts.
When I was a child, my mother took me back to my hometown, Shicang, and my grandmother and two sisters also came. I went back to this dirty house. I touched the wall, and the white one was yellow, just like the white hair on grandma's head. I looked at the thick beam, which was covered with rough cracks, just like the wrinkles on grandpa's face.
My sister and I both want to eat fried chestnuts. I tried to ask my mother, "Mom, I want to bake chestnuts, okay?" Mom thought for a moment and agreed, "OK, but be careful!" " "I nodded happily, ate some chestnuts, made a lighter and pliers, and went to the sinkhole with my sisters. We grabbed some leaves, poured them into the pit, buried them in chestnuts, lit a fire, and sat beside them, waiting for the chestnuts to ripen. The smell of roasted chestnuts made us suck greedily. Peel off the ash, pinch out the chestnuts, and then peel them gently. Golden chestnuts make people involuntarily drip. Bite it down, it's so delicious that you can't do anything. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the dust stuck to the chestnuts, but another bite tasted better. This is the smell of soil in my hometown.
Besides being strong, I am naughty and like to run in the fields. I think I like flying, not to mention fun. I chase the sunshine, chase the white clouds and fly with the wind. Sometimes, when the wind stops, I think I won and jumped three feet happily. After a while, the wind came again, so I hurried after it. A pebble tripped me and fell into the mud with a bang. This is the smell of soil in my hometown.
In the evening, grandma and mom took us to see the dragon dance lantern, which shone with colorful lights and had a blazing flame in its mouth! The dragon lantern stopped, and my mother asked me about the dragon beard and said it would be safe. Compared with my sister, I have twelve beards and more beards. I screamed with joy. At this moment, a handful of dirt slipped off the roof and flew into my mouth. This is the smell of soil in my hometown.
The soil in my hometown brings me endless aftertaste, which makes my childhood full of color and joy!
12 years of composition Now my story officially begins! First of all, I would like to thank the book "Cool Youth in Chocolate Color", which inspired me to write "Cool Youth Like Chocolate" for everyone!
As soon as I stepped into this senior three class (1 1), I was cheated. This class is so big! There are desks and chairs in front and back. I found my place. Sit down. My deskmate is Meng Meng Candeira. There is only one boy in our class. He is a polite boy named Wang Gui (Fei Sansheng). This is hard to write! There are countless girls in our class. There are 70 students in the class, including 69 girls, candle, light, fee, second, Xu Ruixiu, Ouyang Xi and Ouyang Xue ... of course! These people, including me, are all great beauties. What else can I say?
~ ~ ~ Banding, I'll sit in the candle with you! In the first Chinese class, we opened the new textbook for senior three, and suddenly the teacher said that we were going to run for public office today. With that, he took out a piece of accounting paper like magic. "We voted by secret ballot today." The teacher took out another sheet piling. Send it down! I saw my name on it, too. It's the campaign committee! It's an anonymous method anyway. I vote for myself! So I circled my name, and the teacher asked Ouyang Xi and Ouyang Xue to sing on the platform. The method of writing "positive" was adopted. I was neck and neck with the best lights and candles, and finally tied. Because the last vote was voted for me, I became the brigade Committee!
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13 years of composition "scratch, scratch!" With the sound of firecrackers, the end of the year is coming. The year in the old calendar ended, that is, the flavor of the year began to get stronger.
If you have money, you have to go home for the New Year. After all, home is the first thing people remember. My family always goes back to grandpa's. New Year's Eve is probably the hardest time to fall asleep! More people will stay up late to protect their old age instead of going to bed early. I am no exception. I watched the Spring Festival Gala with my grandparents and chatted. What time is it in the morning? It's finally time to set off fireworks together. The anemone is flying in the sky, and the ground looks as beautiful as Kunlun wonderland.
My family usually spend the Spring Festival in my hometown, because my hometown is always full of flavor. On New Year's Day, I get up in the morning and go to burn incense for my grandparents. After that, my father took me to the team to pay New Year's greetings. Along the way, too many friends who can't meet at ordinary times can have a good sit.
As the saying goes, "Being alone in a foreign land is a stranger, and I miss my relatives every holiday!" There will be many people going home during the Spring Festival! On the third day, I went to my grandmother's house. There were many cars along the way, all of them were adults and children. Homesick people can also go home, and homesick people can also visit relatives and friends. Everyone is very unhappy.
What impressed me most during the Chinese New Year was the delicious food my grandfather cooked. Grandpa, as a chef, can often make delicious food that everyone can't stop. Everyone also likes grandpa's craft best. After eating the delicious food cooked by grandpa, we will gain a few pounds, but everyone is still the same.
On the fifth day, I will go to cram school. Along the way, lanterns are hung on the street lamps, and there is a large light show in BBK Square. Along the way, I was smiling and full of youth.
In fact, the taste of the year is like this. We sit together to eat, chat and drink. After these days, we can only see many friends we don't usually see during the New Year.
At the end of the year and the beginning of the year, a new life began and new changes began.
Speaking of hairy crabs, although I have a pen in my hand at this time, the saliva in my mouth is about to flow down. If you can write a composition and chew the crab leg in your hand, it will be enjoyable. Our family tastes different, but every weekend my mother will make a hairy crab that we all love to eat.
The production method of hairy crabs is relatively simple, just prepare a little oil, salt, ginger, onion, pepper and coriander. Open the back cover of the hairy crab belly, squeeze out the dirty things inside, and brush the crab legs with a toothbrush, just like we usually brush our teeth. Usually this "tooth" is my favorite thing to do. Then cut everything in half with a knife and put it in a small pot with the cut face up for use. Pour some oil into the pot, stir-fry the ginger slices after heating, add some water and salt, and put them into the chopped crab pieces one by one after the fire boils. First, scald the crab Daoxiao Noodles in the soup, and then put it into the soup as a whole, so as to keep more crab juice. Add onion, then close the lid and cook for about 15 minutes. Add chopped green onion and coriander before cooking.
When the lid was lifted, a fragrance came to the nose. Then you will see the braised hairy crabs. The red "suit" hairy crabs lie quietly in blue and white porcelain plates, surrounded by brown-red peppers and golden ginger. They are very beautiful as a whole, and they can take very beautiful photos without a beauty camera. Bite down, white and delicate crab meat is exposed, with some delicious soup, which tastes delicious. Delicious to the extreme! It's delicious, but not greasy. My mother, who eats, keeps giving it to me. She keeps saying, eat more. This is fat-free, and girls won't get fat after eating it! My skin will turn white. I always listen and eat with a grain of salt. ...
Even if crabs are really delicious, don't be too greedy. After eating, you'd better drink a cup of ginger tea to warm your stomach. I still remember my mother didn't shut up on her birthday and ate a plate at one time. As a result, my stomach was disobedient in the middle of the night and I was sweating with pain. The next day she went to the hospital for examination. The doctor said that people with cold constitution should not eat too much, and some people will be allergic.
After listening to my introduction, are you a little hungry? Haha, then try as I say!
I am a little gourmet. My father used to be a chef, and all the food he cooked was delicious and mouth-watering. A plate of fried chicken wings and a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs are my favorites. But dad's egg noodles have a different taste.
Every Saturday at noon, my father will make me egg noodles. That day, we came to the vegetable market to buy ingredients. We bought some noodles first, and then went to the supermarket to buy tomatoes, eggs, beans and so on. After buying the ingredients, I returned with a full load.
When I got home, I helped my father wash tomatoes, beans and other vegetables first. Next, dad began to show his skills. Dad poured the right amount of oil into the oil pan first. When the oil is hot, he beats the eggs into a bowl and stirs them with a spoon. Then he cuts the tomatoes and beans and puts them in the bowl. When the oil is hot, it sounds like it spilled on the ground. Pour the eggs into the oil pan evenly, and the eggs will swell up slowly. Stir them with chopsticks over and over again. After the eggs were cooked, a fragrance came to my face. Then take out the eggs and pour the cut vegetables into the pot. After the tomato juice is stewed, pour the eggs in. After that, pour in the right amount of water. After a while, pour the noodles in and cook them in a small pot.
After a while, the egg noodles are ready. I carefully brought the noodles out and served them on the table. Through the steaming heat, I saw three or four "women in red" in the bowl-tomatoes, white and elastic noodles, many "green" beans, and of course Huang Chengcheng and nutritious eggs. This bowl of egg noodles is like a beautiful painting. As soon as I smelled it, the smell of whole egg noodles overflowed my whole nasal cavity, which made people drool. I can't wait to take a bite. Ah, that noodle is playing in my mouth, like a happy little man. A bite of beans, crisp, tomatoes, sour, sweet, especially refreshing. After a few minutes, the freshness and delicacy of egg noodles lingered in my mouth. It tastes great! I wolfed down the food until I finished eating the egg noodles, and the delicious food still lingered in my mouth. ...
This bowl of egg noodles is really delicious! This bowl of noodles is very ordinary, but in my opinion, it is not only delicious, but also my father's love for his family. ...