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(2) Story composition on the dining table
Stories on the dining table
There are many stories around us, including stories in bed, stories in school, stories on the table ... but don't forget "stories on the table"!
"Have a meal! Delicious ... "After listening to grandma's crying, my two twin sisters and I came to the table" in three steps and two steps ". Wow! Assorted fried rice, chicken soup … all my favorite dishes!
I can't wait for my family to sit down, so I can't wait to pick up chopsticks, put one hand under the table, chat while eating, and spray rice all over the table ... My mother saw it and frowned: "Dangdang, it's impolite for you to eat like this, and it also affects all of us to eat ..." "But ... but I'm .. I'm hungry!" I said with grievance. "You should chew slowly." Mother laughed and said, "When the spoon and chopsticks touch the bowl, they must not make a sound!"! And your left hand must also hold the bowl! The World Expo is coming, and we want to be a' polite' little host! " I listened to my mother and did as she said. But when it's time for soup, my mouth is buzzing again. At this time, my father, who never spoke at dinner, said with a serious expression, "Dangdang, don't you know it's impolite to make a noise when drinking soup?" I know, but I can't! "I'll teach you a way. When drinking, use a spoon to lick it bit by bit, so there is definitely no sound! " Mom said with a smile. So, I did as she said, and sure enough, there was no sound when I drank! Finally, when I finished eating, I turned around and took the bowl, chopsticks and spoon to go. "Wait!" A voice stopped me. "You forgot to say ..." "Oh! I'm finished, everyone eat slowly! " "That's right!"
In this way, the story at the dinner table came to an end. Today, I can learn a lot about etiquette!
Dear friends, who can improvise an essay entitled "The Story between Me and the Restaurant" now? Please take good care of it. Please don't copy. Thank you.
Knock, knock, knock ",the iron gate at home was knocked. I looked at the pointer. It was already 9: 30 in the evening. It's so late. Who could it be? Just when I was wondering, my mother opened the iron gate. Won't be a thief? The idea flashed through my mind. I immediately picked up the phone and was always ready ... I saw the iron gate at home suddenly opened, but I saw an aunt dressed simply. "Hello, I'm a national census worker, and this is my work permit. "Seeing my aunt smiling at me all the time, my face turned red unconsciously.
I carefully looked at this aunt who I mistook for a thief. I saw her black hair with a ponytail, bright eyes, a white shirt and light blue jeans, so ordinary.
She smiled and took out a form from her handbag. I continued to look down and noticed her feet. I saw the ribs on her feet undulating like mountains. These feet clearly describe the hardships she has experienced! Mother took the investigation report from her hand and stood in front of the shoe cabinet to write it. She also asks her mother a few questions from time to time. My aunt walked by with her mother, and when she saw that her mother had doubts, she pointed out and said it over and over again, never bothering. I followed the words to see her finger, which was slightly black and had a long scar. I wonder if these hands and fingers stand in strange corridors every night, in the same dark silence, when the wind blows through the treetops, they are silent and making little contributions to the community and society; I wonder if she stretches out this finger every night to help every household cooperate with the sixth population census. Looking at her smile again, I think my guess is absolutely correct.
The wind, quietly blowing through the magnolia treetops; Night, mercilessly devouring the way forward ... She took the list filled out by her mother and smiled politely and said, "Thank you!" " "I really don't know whether she should thank us or we should thank her. She conducted a census from house to house, so we should say thank you to her ... Mom saw that she had put on her shoes and slammed the iron gate. I have been standing by the iron gate and wondering if she can only hear the cold door closing after every census, without even drinking a cup of hot tea or touching the sofa; Do you have to knock on the door again and again when no one is at home?
I lay by the window and saw the lights in the corridor opposite, and I saw a familiar, white figure. ...
These ordinary census workers can make only a little contribution to society, but their rigorous and meticulous spirit reflects the most beautiful light.
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(4) A 300-word composition about me and the canteen.
The story of me and the canteen
In the canteen of our school, there is a queue for cooking.
Ding Lingling ... As soon as * * rang after school, all the students rushed to the canteen like hungry tigers.
It's a pity that our classroom is upstairs, but I can't outrun others. When I was out of breath, I ran to the canteen to have a look. Oh, my God! I was greeted by eight super-long teams in the canteen.
Shit! I observed it and stood at the end of the seemingly short line. Anxious, the team walked slower than snails. At this moment, a person in front suddenly turned to look at me and said, "Hey, look at your familiar face! Tell you what, I'll let you stand in front of me and you play first. " Okay, okay, I'd be happy to. Get in front of him. Thought, I met a good person today.
It's my turn I took the rice out of Kolor and said to the master, "Help me get more rice. I'm starving today." . Cheap master, there is too much rice, but what about the food? Not much at all. It's the previous guy's turn. I saw so much food in his rice bowl! I asked, "How much will it cost?" "Just like you, 2.5 yuan." I listened to one leng, silly. So he smiled: "You don't understand this!" This is the secret! You have to think about the master's mind. Usually at the end of the meal, the master sees that no one will show mercy, and the last cook will naturally be exposed. "I said quickly," it's better to listen to you than to cook for 10 years! "
The next day, I entered the dining hall in no hurry. I found a window at random and stood in a row. When a classmate comes, I let him or her stand in front of me. Everyone said, "thank you" ... "thank you" ... "thank you" ... and my heart was full of joy, and I felt really cool. It's my turn I didn't say anything. The cook who can cook rice smiled and said to me, "I'm sorry, little classmate, the meal is finished." Please change a window. " "Hum!" ..... I'm top-heavy ...
5. My theme composition in the canteen.
When I think of Vienna, the city of music, I can't help but hear a wonderful symphony. Talking about our canteen will also remind me of an "unbearable" March. Start "Ding, Ding". This is the beginning of March. The last * * * in the morning undertook this glorious and arduous task, calling on countless students to move forward like moths. In a flash, the dining hall, which had just been silent, suddenly became lively, and musicians from various departments took their positions and began the March of the dining hall. The conductor is the chef who helps us cook through the window. There was a long queue in the crowded canteen. I can't compare with the speed of those running horses, so I can only wait at the end of the line. "What are you doing, exhibition! Why are you squeezing me! " Up ahead, there seems to be a little dispute. There is a "bully" who wants to replace the previous classmates and squeeze the thin classmates into "misery". Human nature is always sympathetic to the weak. People behind the classmate accused the bully with big arms and thick waist, and even the silent chef stood up to help the classmate. However, no one took practical action. "People don't squeeze! Line up. It's arranged! " This is a female classmate who helps the teacher on duty today. "This classmate, what's your name? What class is it? Line up! Don't squeeze! " It is said that if the students on duty in the canteen write down their names and report to the teacher, the headmaster will criticize them in public when the whole school meets. Thinking of this terrible consequence, "overlord" had to retreat bitterly. Alas, this matter has been delayed for five minutes, and my stomach is already growling with hunger. However, there is no way, I can only expect the speed of the students in front, they can be faster, faster and faster. * * * The classmates in front have cooked the meals one after another, and the delicious food makes my stomach growl unwillingly. "Excuse me! Excuse me! " A classmate in front is holding a full meal and pushing it back bit by bit from the front of the queue. Another "lucky dog", alas, who made my "100-meter sprint" inferior to others? I am very depressed in my heart. "Ah, this is my new skirt! You pay me! " Suddenly, his vegetable soup spilled on the skirt of a female classmate. If you tamper with Li Qingzhao's "crossing, crossing and scaring a gull", it is "vegetable soup, vegetable soup, beginning with a sharp sound" That classmate suddenly changed from "lucky" to "unfortunate", and the huge gap made him feel at a loss. These things happen every day, and I am used to being the last one every time. At this time, I can only silently pray for that classmate in my heart, hoping that the female classmate will not be unreasonable. It's finally my turn to end! I finally got to the front. Looking at today's rich menu, I pointed to the menu and said, "Master, give me this …" But before I finished, I heard a bang, and a piece of iron ruthlessly turned my joy into ashes. The iron plate says: the food in this window has been eaten, please go to other windows to eat. This March ended in my great loss, but in order to fill my stomach, I had to start all over again! Alas, this terrible canteen March!
[6] The theme of my story and the essay in the canteen is food safety propaganda. Please give me a reference.
Judge the world by eating.
-The story of me and the canteen
Canteen-There are three explanations on the Internet, which can be summarized as follows: it is a place with a certain scale to eat. For those of us who study abroad, life is fixed in three places: dormitory, canteen and classroom. As our daily delivery station, the canteen is closely related to our life. Of course, the story about the canteen is also the one we talk about the most. Rumors about the canteen are gradually distorted, giving the canteen a filthy coat. For us diners, we should think more from the perspective of the canteen and give it a more rational evaluation.
A quality
Although the word "disagreement" has been widely used in various occasions so far, its root still comes from food. The canteen is a population distribution center and manages the meals of the whole school students. This determines that it must and can only be a popular food suitable for most people's tastes. What wild animals in the mountains are swallow in the cloud, shark's fin in bear's paw and deer tail whip? Sorry, you have to go somewhere else. Here are the most common and smooth dishes for ordinary people. It seems simple, but each one makes us remember deeply. There is a mother's smell in it, which seems to remind us of the time when we played beside our mother's apron. Besides, the chef in the canteen is not easy. In order to balance our nutrition, we have to try our best to add carrots and onions to the side dishes. In order to make food not monotonous, rich and varied, we should think about changing knives every day: cutting shredded chicken today, cutting chicken slices tomorrow, cutting chicken strips the day after tomorrow and cutting chicken pieces the day after tomorrow. That's a lot of work. Stay away from us.
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Please, I have no patience. As for the taste, basically every meal will be complained by students: the salt seller was killed, the vinegar factory closed down, the meal is hard again today, the tooth is broken for the third time, and so on. School is not easy either. Even mixing a shredded potato will make it sweet today and salty tomorrow. Even the daughter-in-law serves Diao's mother-in-law Just say that no matter how vast the motherland is, you can live for a mile and a half; No matter how much delicious food there is in the motherland, don't you just eat a few dishes a day? Why are you so picky about a popular catering unit that works hard for us all day?
B quantity
There is an interesting story. A school student is rumored that Jay Chou once went to their school, and wrote a song called "Fan Texi" when he came back. Then he went to their school for the second time and wrote a song called "Still Fan Texi". A good story vividly illustrates the problems of cutting corners and poor food quality in some university canteens. For those of us who go out to study and eat and live at school, the canteen is basically a must-see place to eat. Because it is impossible to eat out every meal, time and expenses can't afford it. Without too much competition, there will be less motivation to upgrade the canteen and the quality of the food will also decline. If you put a handful of alkali in the porridge cooked in the canteen, three grains of rice will be as thick as paste. However, we stayed from the tableware recycling office for half a day, and it is not difficult to find other problems. Throw away the remaining half dish or half dish and half steamed bread. Every time the porter who collects leftovers comes, we hide far away-it's too dirty. I didn't know those were leftovers from every meal. Maybe the amount of food in the canteen is less, maybe we throw it away at will, which is not the reason why the canteen gives less, but it can't be an excuse for us to waste! If you have your own problems, you must solve them from yourself first. Moreover, the price of food in the canteen is directly proportional to its quantity.
It is not enough to make children in ordinary families unable to afford or have enough to eat. Both sides are responsible. How can I put it all in the canteen?
C price
Price is our biggest concern. In the minds of most parents, the price of the canteen is still acceptable. As for some students whose living expenses are too high, I'm afraid most of the expenses are either spent on eating in the canteen or on others. The problem of rising prices is also caused by the general rise in prices throughout the country. Although the canteen serves the public, it also needs cost. The price of raw materials has gone up, so we can't let it be sold at a loss for profit, can we? We must also allow people to adjust their prices to some extent. Moreover, the state has given subsidies and the price of vegetables has also come down. When the price of our canteen rose and people were worried, our master Fu came up to us and said, "Nothing, the price will not rise too much, and the state will give subsidies. How can you starve your students? " You see, in order to make you eat nutritious food, this dish is all added with meat. "When we look at it, there are indeed some vegetarian dishes, such as cabbage and tofu with minced meat, and our hearts are much more practical. The canteen also follows the market, and the price fluctuation is within our acceptable range. Therefore, this is not the reason for the disorderly price increase in canteens.
D service
The master is supposed to serve with a smile, but without special training, a simple smile will inevitably let you see a lot of complicated contents. You just have to look at the smiling vegetable chef. Dare you eat that thing? I'm sure I'll be very upset In case a person is tired of this expression for too long, and you happen to stop here, you suspect that others are targeting you; If you call again.
The food is of the opposite sex, and you have to accuse others of sexism. Is it easy for the master to cook a dish? There is also the aunt who cleans the table. The table is not clean, and I have to blame my aunt for not working. Catch up with aunt to clear the table, you have to say that it affects your appetite. Why can't you think about yourself? I once saw a boy eating. After eating, he picked up the things that fell on the table one by one, put them in a bowl and took them to the tableware recycling office. No one seems to have used this table. If each of us could do so well, we wouldn't be so hard on our aunt. I forgot that I didn't know the rules when I first came here. I left after dinner. Who helps clear the table?
eHealth
Hygiene in the canteen is our favorite topic. Listening to the radio the other day, everyone talked about the sanitary condition of the canteen. Some students said they ate cockroaches. Some people say eating mouse tails, others say eating fingernails, and the most common thing is eating hair. As soon as I heard it, I was happy. I really haven't eaten in our school. A child in the middle school attached to Normal University said the same thing. Later, he added: after hearing what you said, why am I so hairy? The host smiled and said, "Don't worry, there is nothing you can't see or eat." I laughed too. But after thinking about it, it seems that it is not true. The canteen is a whole, and all aspects of its operation are completed by the staff of various departments in the canteen. During this period, it is inevitable that some people will do some immoral things driven by interests or other reasons. As long as the canteen is diligent in supervision and strict supervision, the human health problems in the canteen can still be solved well. For example, there used to be a western-style fried rice in our school cafeteria. Because of its unique flavor and thoughtful service, it has won unanimous praise from everyone, and our dormitory often goes there to eat. Later, I ate their meal once. The beef was smelly and the carrots were sour, so I never went there to eat again. Later, I saw several people who looked like quality inspectors to check the hygiene and inspection.
It used to be good, but it didn't take long for that one to close down. Such a big enterprise must tolerate some minor flaws, right? Just remedy it in time afterwards. As for those little cockroaches and flies, if you have a hundred pairs of eyes staring at them, they can also get in from space 10 1. Then let the master pick out a big pot of vegetables one by one. I don't think it necessary to put salt in that dish. Sweat is salty enough
Based on the above points, the actual situation of the canteen is deeply misunderstood. At least in my school, that's how I feel about the canteen. The dining hall of my school is bright and clean, and the big glass windows are knocked open in the light and shadow; White tables and green chairs, delicious food, how many temptations are calling us! The cook who cooks vegetables has a greasy smile on his face. There are often thank-you letters on the red list of the publicity column for aunt's behavior of collecting money, and the whole canteen is full of warm flavor. I really want to sing a song to those students who complain about the bad canteen all day long and are hungry and thin: "If you are hungry, come to Normal University and the canteen will make noodle soup for you ..."
Many people may not know that the second canteen in Songbei Campus of Harbin Normal University, where I am located, ranks eighth in the list of luxury canteens in colleges and universities nationwide, which is enough to make every normal college student proud. Finally, I want to say: loving a country begins with loving its food; Love a school, starting with loving its canteen!
The story of my composition with the canteen 1000 words.
The book is my first teacher and my heartfelt childhood friend. In the book, I learned about the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland, the goodness and ugliness of the world, and the ingenuity of nature, which naturally improved my interest in learning. In a word, books are my good companions. Do I like reading? I remember when I was very young, my parents were often away from home. I often stayed alone in a spacious and deserted room, enduring loneliness and loneliness. By chance, I found you-a book and a picture book. I opened the book at random. Although I couldn't read at that time, I was still attracted by the pictures and texts in the book, and my eyes swept through vivid pictures. From then on, I began to understand books and fell in love with them. Because I can't wait to know and understand the words in the book, I learned pinyin at an extraordinary speed. Maybe that's the motivation in the book. From looking at pictures, to biting pinyin a little, to reading at a glance; From picture books, to picture books, to reading thick masterpieces, every step has gone through hardships, but I am not afraid, because I love books. I also learned a lot from reading. From daniel defoe's Robinson Crusoe, I learned the excellent qualities of perseverance, perseverance and self-reliance. In Helen Keller's "Give me three days of light", I learned about the hardships of Helen Keller to change herself after failure. Of course, Charlotte Brontexq's "Jane Eyre" is also a true portrayal of her life and her dissatisfaction and resistance to fate. Although living in a beautiful living environment, I have not experienced their hardships and difficulties, but I have also learned a little from some ordinary setbacks. A mid-term exam, I lost the election, because I missed the high score and was sad. The moment I saw the test paper, my heart was deeply stung like a bolt from the blue. I was lying on my desk at home, watching the heavy rain outside, and my tears came down unconsciously. I thought I was a strong girl, but why did I feel so sad this time? I really want to lie on my desk forever, empty. Inadvertently, my eyes drifted to the bookshelf, and I saw that book-my favorite "If Give Me Three Days of Light". Suddenly, I thought of her again-a strong girl-Helen Keller. How strong she is. She was deaf because of illness when she was a child, but she always had a firm belief in her heart, and she kept moving forward towards her dream. She suffered so many setbacks, but she is still so strong. What about me? Suddenly, I felt very ashamed and didn't dare to look to be no.1 in the eye, because I felt that I was not qualified to appreciate it. I can't even stand a small setback. How can I succeed in the future? Suddenly, my tears dried up, because I understood that strength is the continent leading to success, and there will never be shortcuts on the road to success, but we are moving forward step by step. Book, my good friend, you spent a poetic childhood with me, let me struggle forward bit by bit and teach me to be strong. If I tell the story of me and this book, it will be a beautiful fairy tale, longer than the Arabian Nights, and can't be finished in three days and three nights. ...
(8) Story composition of my aunt and I in the canteen, 3,000 words.
At noon today, our class finally stopped practicing, and the team can go directly to the canteen. As soon as I walked into the gate of the canteen, I saw a classmate accidentally turn the plate upside down. The aunt in the canteen saw it, and quickly took a piece of cloth, ran over, squatted down, mopped the floor with one hand and swept the floor with the other, washed the cloth and put it back.
I sat in my seat and ate delicious food, as if I saw the hard work of my aunts: they went to the supermarket to buy a lot of vegetables, spices, fish and meat every morning. After they buy it, they pour clean water into a big iron plate without any dust, and then put vegetables in the big iron plate. They dipped their hands in cold water. I think: There are hundreds of students and teachers in our school. Will their hands freeze? Then they spend a lot of time cooking and cooking. Some people accidentally burn their hands ... after cooking, they must put rice and vegetables on the plate. When we were eating, we saw a similar situation: some students accidentally dropped rice on the table and on the ground, and aunt bent down to pick it up one by one. Some students accidentally dropped the plate, so the aunts had to sweep it with a broom and mop the floor.
I saw it and was very moved. This tells me that when we eat food, we should think of the hard-won food and think of others in everything, just like the aunt in the canteen.
Levies laughter fairy tale composition in the canteen
One spring morning, white clouds were floating in the blue sky, and the air was really fresh. The sun has just risen and the weather is very warm.
My little sister is wearing a pair of beautiful suspenders with two braids. She sat on the swing board before she came to the swing in the park. Her little hands clung to the ropes on both sides of the swing, and her little feet tilted up and swung higher and higher. My little sister gave a silvery laugh. At this moment, two birds flew in. They twittered around their little sister as if to say, "Little sister, shall we play together?" "Yes, yes!"
Little sister smiled happily. Two birds stopped on the little sister's shoulder and played happily together on the swing.