The New Year has arrived amidst the noisy sound of firecrackers. Making dumplings during the New Year is an unchanging tradition in my family. Although the dumplings I made were a bit ugly, they were also delicious. The following is a "400-word essay on making dumplings during the New Year" compiled by me for everyone. It is for reference only. You are welcome to read it. A 400-word essay on making dumplings during the New Year

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, our whole family went to my grandma’s house to celebrate the New Year happily. At noon, we had to make dumplings for lunch like last year.

Grandma was busy in the kitchen: making dumpling wrappers, mincing meat fillings, and making dumplings. She was very busy.

I have watched others make dumplings and eaten dumplings, but I have never made them myself. I just took a piece of dumpling wrapper, scooped out a spoonful of meat filling, put it on the dumpling wrapper, and kneaded it with my hands. At this time, I was very proud. When I was very proud, the dumpling became disobedient and the meat filling came out from the left side. I pinched the skin on the left side, and the meat filling came out from the right side. This is terrible. This is embarrassing for me.

When I was in trouble, my father said: "My good daughter, think about it with your brain, wouldn't you put in less meat?" That's right! Why didn't I think of that? I removed a little of the meat filling, made the dumplings, and you're done! But I don't know how to make dumplings at all, so I make them "ugly".

My grandma was teaching me, but I couldn’t learn it. I had no choice but to eat it myself because I was so ugly.

Although the dumplings are a bit ugly, I made them by myself. I feel so happy when I eat them! A 400-word essay on making dumplings during the Chinese New Year 2

During the Spring Festival, there were many unforgettable things for me. The one that touched me the most was learning to make dumplings from my mother.

On the night of New Year’s Eve, my mother took out the prepared ingredients and prepared to make dumplings. I first picked up a piece of skin and used chopsticks to put a lot of stuffing into the skin. Unexpectedly, as soon as I pinched it, the stuffing came out from the other side. I hurriedly took another piece of skin to "rescue" it. But as soon as this side was kneaded, the stuffing "peeped out" from the other side. I hurriedly went to "remediate" it. I finally made a dumpling, but all the dumplings made by my mother had a "general belly", but what about mine? Like a deserter who fell before even entering the battlefield. I was so angry that I sat down on my chair.

At this time, I remembered a famous saying: Nothing in the world is difficult, only those who are willing to do so. After a while, I stood up again, and my mother asked, "Do you still want to make dumplings?" I said, "Of course!" Then I took out another dumpling wrapper from the bag. When my mother saw it, she happily demonstrated it to me. I followed her instructions to make the dumpling wrapper. First, I put the dumpling wrapper on my hand, then applied the filling. I closed the two sides of the dumpling wrapper with my right hand and pinched it in the middle. Then pinch evenly one after another from right to left. Hard work paid off, and I finally learned how to make dumplings. In the evening, we steamed the dumplings and everyone rushed to share them. I couldn't be more happy at this time!

From making dumplings, I learned: no matter what you do, no matter what difficulties and setbacks you encounter, as long as you don’t lose heart, you will definitely succeed! A 400-word essay on making dumplings during the Chinese New Year

During the Spring Festival, there were many unforgettable things for me. The one that touched me the most was the time I made dumplings.

On the night of New Year’s Eve, my mother took out the stuffing prepared in advance and prepared to make dumplings. After watching the TV gala, mom and dad started making dumplings. Looking at the chubby dumplings they made, I thought it was quite fun, so I couldn't help but pick up a piece of wrapper and prepare to make one. I held the dumpling wrapper with my left hand, put a chopstick full of stuffing in my right hand, placed it in the center of the wrapper, brought the two ends of the dumpling wrapper together, and pinched it hard. Unexpectedly, the filling came out from the side of the dumpling wrapper like a bug. Drilled out. When I saw it, I quickly blocked the stuffing, but Pi'er was still "opening her mouth." After working on it for a long time, Pi'er just couldn't close her "mouth". I sat down on the sofa like a deflated rubber ball. Seeing my discouraged look, my mother seemed to know what I was thinking. She came over and said to me, "Ziqi, do you not want to keep it anymore?" I nodded. "Come on, let me teach you!" After saying that, my mother gave me a demonstration. After finishing it, I understood better and gained confidence, so I cheered up. I followed my mother's example, first holding the skin in the palm of my hand, gently picking up a small piece of stuffing with chopsticks, pulling out the two ends of the skin, then closing it up, and pinching it hard with the tiger's mouth, and a small and exquisite one came out. The dumplings are wrapped. I followed this method and packaged several in a row. At this time, my mother said: "Let's start cooking the dumplings!" After saying that, my mother put the dumplings into the pot.

After a while, the dumplings were cooked, and my mother gave me a bowl. I ate the dumplings made by myself with relish, and I felt an indescribable joy in my heart. A 400-word essay on making dumplings during the Chinese New Year

Time flies so fast! The Chinese New Year is just one day away, so everyone is very happy.

Dumplings are made for the Chinese New Year. This year, I have to help my mother make dumplings. After a while, my mother brought a big basin, and there was dumpling filling in the basin. Then, my mother asked me to roll out the dough. I remember that I had rolled dough before, and I was the best at rolling dough. My mother asked me: "Do you want to make dumplings?" I nodded, and my mother allowed me to make dumplings. I was so happy that I jumped three feet high. I saw my mother making dumplings so quickly. My mother had wrapped all three dumplings, but I hadn't finished wrapping one yet. So I have to compete with my mother to see who can wrap it faster and better.

In order to catch up with my mother, I was a little anxious to wrap the dumplings. I didn't squeeze the dumpling wrappers tightly, and the dumpling fillings fell out. I was so anxious. Mom said: "Don't worry! Hold it tight." You have to use force to wrap it up, oh, it turns out I didn't hold it tight! I was tired and didn't want to do it anymore. My mother said to me again: "You must work hard and persevere to do something well in order to do it well." After listening to my mother's words, I made up my mind. I couldn't give up halfway, so I calmed down and packaged it carefully. It was so fast to watch my mother wrap it. Although I can't compare to the uniformity of my mother's dumplings, I also made a row of dumplings. Looking at the strangely shaped dumplings, I still feel a sense of accomplishment. A labor, a harvest. I don’t know the taste of today’s dumplings. Looking at each dumpling, I feel really comfortable.

I was so happy eating the dumplings I made. Everyone celebrated the reunion together, and the laughter continued. Next year I will help my mother make dumplings again. A 400-word essay on making dumplings during the New Year 5

On the first day of the New Year, people came from far away, and we all gathered at grandma’s house to celebrate the New Year happily. At noon, we have dumplings as usual.

Grandma was busy in the kitchen: making dumpling wrappers, mincing meat fillings, making dumplings... she was very busy. I was worried that my grandma was exhausted, so I took the initiative to ask for help. My grandma felt sorry for me, but couldn't bear my request and agreed.

I have eaten dumplings and watched others make dumplings, but I have never done it myself. This time I have to show off my skills. I took a piece of dumpling wrapper and used a spoon to scoop out a spoonful of meat filling and put it on the dumpling wrapper. I was very proud: Hehe, you know it without learning, you are a genius! Just when I was very proud, the stuffed meat was like a disobedient child, leaving me helpless: when I pinched the skin on the left, the stuffing came out from the right; when I pinched the skin on the right, the stuffing came out again. Escaped from the left. This is embarrassing for me, what should I do? I thought over and over again, racking my brain, but still had no clue.

When I was puzzled, my sister saw me like this and said helplessly: "My little sister, think about it with your brain and put less stuffing, otherwise it won't be too much." Are you out? "You're right, why didn't I think of that? It really woke up the dreamer! I asked my sister to tell me, put back half of the meat filling, and made my first dumpling. It's done, but something's not right, because I don't know the order of the dumplings at all, and the dumplings are all "different". Grandma patiently taught me, but I couldn't learn it no matter what. There was nothing I could do if I couldn't force it, so I had to eat the "four different things" I made.

Although I made different dumplings, this was my first time making dumplings, and it embodies my hard work.

Chewing it, this bowl of "Sibei Dumplings" is not to mention how delicious it is!