Writing ideas: according to the requirements of the topic, you can take a related thing in your life as the theme and finally sum up your feelings.

The lobby and kitchen that women want to go to. Being in the hall means that women should be beautiful, elegant, temperamental and fashionable; The next kitchen is for women to cook delicious meals. People's appearance is natural or cosmetic, but the kitchen under the kitchen needs to be learned the day after tomorrow. I have eaten many dishes cooked by my mother, such as fruit salad, roasted eggplant and emerald longan.

I also want to show off the menu today. I rummaged over and over again and decided to fry the most common dish: shredded potatoes.

I picked some big potatoes in the refrigerator, peeled them, washed them and cut them on the chopping board. Mom usually cuts potatoes like a chicken pecking at rice, and it will be cut in a while. But when I cut it, the knife didn't listen to me at all, as if it were designed to cut my hand. It took a lot of effort to finally cut it, but I still got it: long, short, thin and thick.

Then I opened the fire door, put the pot and poured oil. I was scared and nervous, and my hand with the oil pan broke out in a cold sweat and was still shaking. The more the pot burns, the redder it becomes. I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes and bravely poured the oil. The pot made a "Z-" sound, which scared me back again and again. After a while, the oil was hot, and I poured the potato down again, and the pot gave a "wow-"sound again. I covered my face nervously with a plate. Gradually, the voice became smaller. I opened my eyes and picked up a shovel to stir fry. Finally, add some salt and you're done.

I tasted the food and felt an indescribable joy in my heart. Suddenly, I feel that senior chefs in five-star hotels will not taste better than my fried dishes. From this time on, my specialty is cooking.