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There must be many metaphors in the 500-word composition of glutinous rice balls in my hometown.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, a day of reunion for thousands of families. At breakfast, grandma brought out a bowl of hot glutinous rice balls, which meant that the whole family was round and round.

When it comes to dumplings, everyone will definitely think of Ningbo dumplings. Yes, my hometown is in Ningbo. I also made dumplings! At that time, it happened to be the Spring Festival, and dumplings were made at home. My brother and sister and I also clamoured to make them together. The three children were as excited as happy birds, twittering and bustling.

To make dumplings, first add water to glutinous rice flour and stir well. This step is more difficult for me. I tried to knead the powder into a ball, then punched it left and right, and finally rubbed it hard, trying to knead it evenly. This is really hard work. Kneading the dough makes me sweat. Finally, after a series of "torture" such as rubbing, beating, knocking, rubbing and patting, the glutinous rice flour magically softened!

The most interesting step in making dumplings is stuffing. However, when I was young, my fingers were not flexible, either the stuffing on the left side was exposed or the skin on the right side was broken. I was in a hurry to make a package, and the white round dumplings became black and white monsters with different shapes, which made the three of us laugh. At this time, the adults, no matter how well we wrapped them, waited for the pot to boil, and then served us these gourmet dumplings. Because the package was not tight enough when it was raw, after it was cooked, all the sesame stuffing in the glutinous rice balls broke the skin and became a "smile." All three of us are eating the fruits of our own victory, and in our hearts, don't mention how happy we are!

When the bright moon is in the sky, we are eating dumplings, but our minds are flying in our childhood in our hometown, thinking about the fun of that bag of dumplings and the taste of eating dumplings. I wish everyone in the world a round and round life!