My mother cooked a big dinner this evening.

I was absorbed in my homework, and the smell made my mouth water. Yo! It turned out that mom was cooking. Washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, scrambled eggs ... she is methodical and busy.

In a short time, the meal cooked by my mother was ready. Wow! Stir-fried Huang Chengcheng eggs with red tomatoes; * * * tender tofu braised pork, like * * * cute little girl put on a flower skirt, very nice; Delicious braised pork with plum vegetables is nutritious and delicious; Green cauliflower is dotted with yellow cauliflower, just like a little girl with a golden wreath on her head ... haha, you must be drooling just by listening to my introduction.

Mom's cooking is really delicious, and I'm beginning to feel happy. Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sweet and sour; Slippery tofu, sweet mouth; Fresh and tender rapeseed is delicious and full of praise ... However, my favorite is braised pork with plum vegetables. The meat is fragrant and orderly. Bite it down, it is fat but not greasy, and it is delicious. If you accidentally swallow your tongue, it is really memorable!

2. A sumptuous dinner composition Grandpa is a master cook in our family, and his cooking is delicious.

My stomach has been growling for a long time today, so hurry to the table and wait for something delicious. Soon, all kinds of delicious food were served one after another.

The first course is braised crucian carp. Its method is to cut open the belly of the fish and take out the internal organs, but never break the gallbladder. Heat the pan and drain the oil.

Otherwise the fish will stick to the pot. When the oil is 78% ripe, put the fish in, add some yellow wine, onion, ginger and water, and cook for ten minutes.

The fish just served on the table is steaming and creaking, and the room is filled with fishy smell, and a taste is endless. The second course is fried vegetables. Vegetables are tender and green in a pot. Looking at this color makes my mouth water.

The third course is scrambled eggs with whitebait. Grandpa broke five eggs, put them in the pot, added one or two washed whitebait and seasoning, and stirred them together. Then he poured the oil into the pot. When the oil was hot, he poured the eggs and whitebait into the pot and kept stirring until protein solidified. A plate of delicious whitebait scrambled eggs is ready.

Put a bite in your mouth, it's delicious, really full of praise, and I still want to eat it. Our soup today is mutton and carrot soup. Put them in a pot, boil them over high fire, add onion and ginger, and stew them over low fire for an hour.

Grandpa's soup is milky white, rich in aroma, crisp but not rotten, fresh but not greasy, and our whole family loves it.

I cooked a big dinner, and my mother smiled. How can this composition describe such a sumptuous dinner?

In my memory, that sumptuous dinner made my heart swell and let me know how gentle the word "mom" is.

It happened after a final exam in grade five. After the last exam, the whole class ran like wild horses at the school gate. I flew out of the school gate like an arrow.

When I got home, a burst of delicious food came to my face. My mouth is watering. I ran into the room quickly. I was shocked when I saw it. I saw vegetables, fried meat with green peppers, a pot full of melon ribs soup and a bottle of Coca-Cola on the table-these are my favorites!

I couldn't resist the temptation to secretly import a piece of meat with chopsticks. Wow! This ..... this is delicious! Huh? Where did mom go? I looked everywhere and looked around, but I couldn't find my mother. I hurried to the kitchen, and my mother was still cooking the last dish ... A few minutes later, a sumptuous meal came into view! I wolfed down my food quickly.

Suddenly I saw my mother smiling at me, so I asked her why she didn't eat. She replied in a low voice: "nothing, you eat!" You must be very tired after the exam, so I specially cooked your favorite dish today. Enjoy it! " Mother's words carry some love. She is always like this, caring about my study and my health. I asked my mother to accompany me to eat, and my mother smiled and replied, I'm really not hungry. My mother wants to see you eat. Your avatar has soared recently. My mother thinks that when you grow up and leave your mother, my mother won't be able to watch you eat often! "Before my mother finished, my eyes were blurred with tears.

"Mom", the most tender sentence, carries the greatest selfless love. I wrote in my diary: Mom, when I grow up, I will often come back to have dinner with you! "

My parents cooked a sumptuous dinner, and I wrote a composition. My mother cooked a big dinner this evening.

I am so absorbed in my homework that the smell makes my mouth water (DC). Yo! It turned out that mom was cooking.

Washing vegetables, cutting vegetables, scrambled eggs ... she is methodical and busy. In a short time, the meal cooked by my mother was ready.

Wow! Fried eggs in Huang Chengcheng with red tomatoes; * * * tender tofu braised pork, like * * * cute little girl put on a flower skirt, very nice; Delicious braised pork with plum vegetables is nutritious and delicious. Green cauliflower is dotted with yellow cauliflower, just like a little girl with a golden wreath on her head ... Haha, you must be drooling just by listening to my introduction. Mom's cooking is really delicious, and I'm beginning to feel happy. Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sweet and sour; Slippery tofu, sweet mouth; Fresh and tender rapeseed is delicious and full of praise ... However, my favorite is braised pork with plum vegetables.

The meat is fragrant and orderly. Bite it down, it is fat but not greasy, and it is delicious. If you accidentally swallow your tongue, it is really memorable.

After a long journey of more than ten hours, we finally came to Jiuzhaigou, a national nature reserve and scenic spot listed as a world natural heritage.

After settling down, we are hungry and can't wait to find a place to eat. According to local friends, if you want to know Tibetan customs, you'd better go to a Tibetan family.

So, we came to a Tibetan family. The host is very enthusiastic. After finding out our purpose, we negotiated the price. The master took us to the sheepfold and chose a sheep. Today's dinner is a roast whole sheep that I've been coveting for a long time. When we entered the living room, we sat down one by one. The host poured us highland barley wine and butter tea, and served highland barley cake, sweet potato and mutton soup one by one.

In a short time, the fragrance of highland barley wine has permeated the whole living room, and the sheep just slaughtered in the oven at the door has begun to produce oil, and there are waves of fragrance floating from time to time. I couldn't resist the temptation of the smell of wine, picked up a small glass and began to taste it slowly.

Highland barley wine, called "Qiang" in Tibetan, is the favorite drink of Tibetan people, and it is essential for people to get married, have children and visit relatives and friends on holidays. This is my first time to drink highland barley wine, one after another, and my face slowly turns red.

About an hour and a half later, the bright yellow roast mutton was served on the table, with a fragrant smell. I quickly picked up a piece of mutton and wolfed it down. It's really delicious. At this time, music started to play in the living room, and the host family began to sing and dance. After offering a song to Sang Song, we couldn't help joining them and dancing Tibetan dance. We completely forgot our fatigue and immersed ourselves in the ocean of joy.

Although nearly a month has passed since that dinner, it is still unforgettable.

6. Composition for the Fourth Grade One Sunday, I will finish the homework assigned by my teacher-running a tabloid.

That morning, after I finished washing, I went straight to the study and started to run a newspaper. I didn't rest all morning. It's finally noon, and I can finally go downstairs to eat and replenish my energy.

The door was gently pushed open, and my mother gently walked to the desk, put her mouth to my ear and whispered, "Baby, it's time to eat."

I don't even have the strength to take the stairs, but somehow I suddenly feel refreshed. I quickly ran down the stairs and rushed into the restaurant to eat. At dinner, my mother asked me, "Dear baby, what do you want for dinner today?" Mom will help you do it. "Steak, onion, spaghetti and an fried egg …" I said happily. Unexpectedly, these casual words aroused my mother's great concern.

After dinner, my mother led me upstairs and gently said to me, "hurry up, baby." You write the text, with beautiful illustrations and bright colors, and a beautiful tabloid comes out. Come on! "

My mother's encouragement gave me strength and motivation again. My confidence doubled and I did it at once.

"Brush, brush, brush ..." I wrote very carefully and quickly, without deserting. But I not only write fast, but also time flies. It's dinner time in a blink of an eye. I seem to have heard the sound of frying steak and eggs before, but who cares about a few short words when chatting?

But someone cares. The door was left unlocked, and I vaguely heard a brisk footstep and even smelled steak. Ah! What's going on here? Do you really want to eat steak, onions and pasta tonight ... After a few seconds, the door was gently pushed open. A stronger smell of steak came to my nose.

I saw my mother carefully carrying a large plate of western food. When I looked at it carefully, I suddenly gave a surprise. Two delicious steaks, fat with delicious black pepper sauce. The golden fried eggs look attractive, with light purple onions beside them. Milk pasta with orange ketchup is a perfect match. My mother made this by hand. Where did it come from? It's a world-class master chef craft!

I picked up the knife and fork on my plate, cut a steak and eagerly put it in my mouth. Ah! This is really delicious and chewy! I picked up another onion and put it in my mouth without chewing it. I feel like I'm in a dream world. I started chewing, it was really crispy and delicious! I tasted the spaghetti again. Smooth and elastic, delicious and delicious. Fried eggs have always been my favorite. My mother is so skilled that it is tender and delicious. Of course it is delicious.

After a few bites, I felt my mother's good intentions. Every onion, every noodle, every steak, every fried egg ... all reflect my mother's carefulness. I feel my mother's careful cooking, careful feeding and serious sauce. Eating makes your eyes moist.

Busy for a long time. Although exhausted, this sumptuous dinner gave me strength and confidence to finish the rest of my homework.

7. The composition of a dinner was over, and it began to rain. The clouds are gathering, so I can hardly see anything. I take an umbrella home.

When I got home, I put down my schoolbag and thought: I sent the last exam paper and didn't do well. Will my mother criticize me after reading it? Mom came back and asked me if I had handed out the last exam paper. I thought: should I say or not? Will mom criticize me? Let's get this straight. Mom has to sign it anyway I got up the courage to go to my mother and bowed my head. My voice is as small as a mosquito: "I didn't do well in the exam this time."

Mom went to the kitchen to cook without saying anything. She lit a fire, put oil in the pot and went to cut vegetables.

After a while, I suddenly smelled a burning smell. It turned out that the pot was burnt. My mother said to herself, "well, I just want to take the exam." I am too busy at work these days. " It's raining harder and harder. I can hardly see anything outside, only hear the sound of rain.

I looked at my mother and remembered something that happened before: one day, my mother trudged home from work, and I asked her, "Are you tired?" Mom didn't speak, changed her clothes and went to the kitchen to cook. After dinner, I quickly checked my homework. When I went to bed after taking a shower, I saw my mother doing her work in front of the computer. It's really hard for her to take care of me and my work ... "MengMeng, let's eat."

My memory was interrupted by my mother asking me to eat. When I started eating, my mother didn't blame me and brought me a lot of dishes. I said to my mother in shame, "I didn't do well in the exam this time because I was playful and didn't study hard."

My mother patted me on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Never mind. I didn't do well in this exam. Try again next time. " The rain stopped slowly and the fog cleared away.

My mood is happy, eating a delicious dinner, looking at my mother, I smiled, and my mother smiled. This is really an unforgettable dinner.

8. Ask for a composition about dinner, 100 words or so.

Today, I cooked a dinner for my parents. The content of dinner is: steamed eggs and boiled vermicelli.

I took my mother's hand to the kitchen and asked the chef to teach me how to cook.

Mother said, "First, take out a bowl and three eggs. These are preparation supplies. First, you break the eggs one by one and put them in the prepared bowl. "

I did exactly as my mother said.

Mom went on to say, "keep stirring on it, and then stir." Just put it in the rice cooker after stirring! " "

The eggs will be ready in a few minutes, and I'll start frying vermicelli. Put water in the pot first, then put the vermicelli in when the water boils, add salt, monosodium glutamate, etc. Cover the pot and wait for a few minutes, and the steaming vermicelli will be ready.

A tasteless dinner is ready. Come and have a try.

9. A hearty lunch in the third grade is very young. We know that we have to pay for eating in restaurants and buying things in shops ... In short, we have to pay for what we want.

Yes, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and we don't have to expect beautiful things to happen in the sky. This concept has been deeply rooted in our minds since childhood, so we must deeply understand the truth that "there is no free lunch in the world" as we grow up day by day.

After repeated failures, the great inventor Edison came up with a formula: genius = 1% inspiration +99% sweat. Yes, there is no success overnight, and there is no tree that does not blossom or bear fruit. If you want to succeed, you must work hard first, bear fruit first, and blossom first.

"No pains, no gains", doesn't the right path break this irrefutable truth? There is no such thing as a free lunch, which is the crystallization of the wisdom of the times. Knowing this, many problems can be solved. The reason why trees are so lush is that they have stood the test of severe winter. The reason why the white clouds are so white is because they have accepted the changes of nature from quantity to quality. Nature is so beautiful because it breeds endless life and hope ... this is the revelation of objective things and the true meaning of life.

The other side of every successful person hides countless bitterness. Their success is achieved through unremitting efforts, and struggle is the best interpretation of success. We should understand that no pains, no gains. Knowing this, after failure, we will not be depressed, but pick ourselves up and continue to work hard.

Because there is no free lunch in the world, labor is the best means and the best way to get everything. I hope all people can realize this and start our career and new life with our hardworking hands and sweat.