I believe everyone loves to eat dumplings, but have you ever made dumplings? The dumplings made by yourself will taste more delicious! The following is 10 words of "300 Words for Dumpling Making Weekly" I brought to you in the composition column article, hope it helps you.

A 300-word weekly diary of making dumplings: Chapter 1

In our lives, there will be all kinds of disturbances. Such as: turmoil in the family, turmoil in the classroom, etc. But I can't forget that dumpling-making incident.

I remember that time, my father and mother and I went to my grandma’s house in the countryside. When I arrived at my grandma’s house, I was so happy that I could finally play with my cousin! We played for a while, and when we returned to the house, we saw that grandma and mother were preparing to make dumplings. We washed our hands and followed our mother to learn how to make dumplings. .

I held a piece of dumpling wrapper in one hand, and used a spoon to dig the fillings into the dumpling wrapper with the other hand. When I was about to wrap it, the fillings just didn't obey my orders. It either pops up from the left side of the seat or jumps out from the middle. I thought to myself: Alas, this dumpling is really disobedient. I looked up and saw that my grandma and mother had already made a lot of dumplings. The dumplings were in different shapes, and it would be strange for people not to drool after seeing them! I saw how light the dumplings made by my mother were, so I said to my mother: "Are you still here?" Teach me how to make dumplings. ?My mother told me how to make dumplings and what should be paid attention to while demonstrating. I picked up another dumpling wrapper and made it according to my mother's method, and it really worked. After a while, I made a dozen dumplings.

The cooked dumplings came out of the pot. Grandma took them out and put them on the plate. I ate the dumplings I made and felt so happy!

Today, I learned Make dumplings.

A 300-word weekly diary of making dumplings: Chapter 2

Today, I am going to make dumplings with my mother.

First, my mother poured the snow-white dry noodles into the stainless steel basin. After that, my mother gently took some salt from the salt box and sprinkled it on the flour, and then beat an egg in it. At this time, my mother was ready to make noodles. Mom took a small bowl, put half a bowl of water in it, poured it on the dry noodles and mixed it. After a while, the dry noodles in the stainless steel basin turned into a large ball of smooth noodles. I asked my mother very strangely: Why are there no noodles on your hands or on the edge of the basin? My mother said: This is what the ancients said about making good noodles with three strands of light. ?

Then, my mother and I started making dumplings. My mother took out the prepared stuffing from the refrigerator. When I smelled it, wow, it smells so good! At this time, my mother was busy rolling out the dumpling wrappers, and I was also helping to sprinkle flour. The dumpling wrappers are ready, let’s start making dumplings. My mother taught me: First, put the stuffing evenly in the dumpling wrapper, and then slowly pinch it tightly along the edge of the dumpling wrapper. ?I did what my mother said, and I made the first dumpling. However, it is ugly and the filling is exposed. I tried to make the next bag better, and after a few exercises, the bag became very good.

Finally, I started to create. Are there snakes, airplanes, rabbits, cats, dogs?

Today, I learned how to make dumplings. It was a really interesting day.

A 300-word weekly diary of making dumplings: Chapter 3

Tonight, my aunt and my mother and I made dumplings for dinner.

As the saying goes, it’s easier said than done. I didn’t know the meaning of this sentence until I made dumplings this time. Don't look at other people's familiarity with making dumplings. In fact, they have been making dumplings for a long time. Only by making the dumplings yourself can you feel how difficult it is to make dumplings.

A 300-word weekly diary of making dumplings: Chapter 4

Today, when I was doing my summer homework, I had a life question that asked us to choose from three options: making dumplings, making pasta, and cooking. One is to carry out experience work. It happened that grandma planned to eat dumplings today, so I made up my mind to help grandma make dumplings.

When everything is ready, grandma rolls the dough into a long strip, then cuts it into evenly sized dough pieces, sprinkles them with a thin layer of flour, and then rolls out the dough. After a while, a piece of dough with a thick inside and outside appeared in front of me. It was time to make dumplings. After my grandma’s careful guidance, I followed her example and made them. Holding the dough in my left hand, I wrapped some stuffing in my right hand, pinched it with the right hand, pinched it with the left hand, and a dumpling was born in my hand! Unfortunately, the filling was exposed on the left side of the dumpling, so I quickly demolished the east wall to mend the west wall. Take a little bit of dough from the right side and stick it to the left side. After a while, the whole dumpling turned into a "big painted face". Later, my grandma repaired it, but there were still some flaws.

Next, I made some more dumplings. Looking at them lying on the millet board, although they don't look good, I am still very happy in my heart.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I want to prepare New Year’s goods, do housework, and experience the hardship and joy of labor with my mother!

A 300-word weekly diary of making dumplings: Chapter 5

Yesterday, early in the morning, grandma bought flour, meat, and leeks to make dumplings at home.

I got up early, had dinner, and waited for grandma to come back and we made dumplings together, because this was my first time making dumplings. My mother said that when she was a child, her family often made dumplings, and her mother She is also very good at craftsmanship, so today I am going to compete with my mother to see who is better.

After grandma cut the meat, leeks and flour, we started making dumplings!

For the first dumpling, I picked a piece of flour skin and added a lot more The stuffing was placed in the flour crust, and finally I carefully wrapped the stuffing. Oops! There was too much stuffing, and they all bulged out and burst the flour crust. I accepted the lesson from the failure of the first dumpling making. For the second dumpling, I added very little filling to the flour skin and then wrapped it up. The result was that the dumplings looked shriveled, which was really different from the dumplings made by my mother. Thousands of miles. After summing up the lessons from the first and second failures, for the third time, I picked up a piece of flour skin, added an appropriate amount of filling to it, and finally wrapped it up. Finally, the beautiful dumplings came out.

Making dumplings today made me understand a truth. No matter what you do, you must use your brain and think about it before doing it. Only in this way can it be easier to do things well!

Bao A 300-word diary of dumplings: Chapter 6

On Sunday, my mother and I made dumplings. I saw my mother holding a piece of dumpling wrapper, using chopsticks to pick up some meat filling, and then pinching the dumpling with her thumb and index finger. Ha! A round dumpling is now made.

So, I also took a piece of dumpling wrapper. I followed my mother's example and picked up some meat fillings with chopsticks. Then I pinched it with my thumb and index finger. However, I put too much meat filling, and the meat filling burst the dumpling wrapper and ran out. The second time, I learned my lesson and put less meat filling. However, the meat filling was too little, flat and unsightly. I had the idea that I didn’t want to continue doing it. Suddenly, when I was feeling decadent, I suddenly remembered that the teacher said not to give up halfway. So, I mustered up the courage to learn the lessons I learned the first time and the second time, no more, no less, just right, ha! The meat filling was not exposed, and my first beautiful dumpling came out of the oven. Then, the second and third ones were born.

After wrapping, mother put the dumplings into the pot one by one. After a while, my mother scooped it up with a spoon. They looked like clumsy "ducks", and I chuckled.

I felt very sweet while eating the dumplings I made.

A 300-word weekly diary of making dumplings: Chapter 7

?Crack, crackle, bursts of crisp firecrackers ushered in the first day of the new year, and I happily came to my grandma Happy New Year to my family.

As soon as my grandma saw me, she happily took out the red envelope. I quickly said: "I wish my grandpa and grandma good health and success in foreign affairs." ?Grandma said again: ?Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, let’s make dumplings together. ?I readily agreed. I saw grandma bringing a basin with a lot of meat fillings and a stack of dumpling wrappers.

I have made dumplings, but my grandma didn’t know that I had made dumplings, so she started teaching me. I quickly said: "Grandma, don't underestimate me. How can such a small job trouble me?" Grandma was so happy that her face burst into laughter. She said, "My good boy, let's get started." ?

So my grandma and I picked up the dumpling wrappers, each put a chopstick of meat filling into the middle of the dumpling wrapper, then folded it in half, and pinched a few small ones on the top of the dumpling wrapper with our thumbs and middle fingers. Circles, dumplings are put into the pot and cooked one by one. Watching the dumplings tumbling back and forth in the boiling water, thinking that I could eat the dumplings made by myself right away, I felt indescribable success and joy in my heart. In the evening, our whole family gathered together and happily enjoyed a sumptuous dumpling feast.

I believe that by next year’s Spring Festival, I will make more, better and more beautiful dumplings.

A 300-word weekly diary of making dumplings: Chapter 8

Today, the whole family is making dumplings together. My mother is responsible for rolling out the wrappers, and my father and I are responsible for making dumplings.

Although , I don't know how to make dumplings. But I can't lose face, so I have to bite the bullet and pretend to make dumplings well. However, the paper still can't contain the fire, and my father exposed my true face. I have no choice but to bow my head and admit my mistake. I originally wanted to show off my talents, but I didn't expect that my father would catch me right now. Oh! It's so embarrassing. My father said to me: "You must be serious. Only by perseverance can you succeed." I thought, if I make dumplings If you wrap it well, won't you get praise from your parents? Besides, the dumplings should be easy to wrap. My father made one first and asked me to follow suit. I looked at it carefully, picked up a piece of dough, and sandwiched some After three times and five times five divided by two, a dumpling was wrapped. Dad looked at it and said, "What is this? Is it a "filter"? It's so ugly!" I said to him angrily: "How could you? Let's put it this way. "I was so angry with my father that I decided to learn how to make dumplings. So, I tried to make a few more, but they still looked like "filters". I tried my best to make them again, haha, I finally made one. The plump dumplings really looked a bit like "gold ingots".

Suddenly, I realized that I care about face too much. Sometimes, I don't listen to others' advice. So, I want to make another one. My new self. Let my parents praise me full of praise!

300-word Dumpling Making Weekly Diary: Chapter 9

There are many things in my memory, like stars in the sky , countless. Let me pick out the brightest star and tell it to you now!

One day, I went to my aunt’s house. As soon as I arrived at my aunt's house, I heard a lot of noise in the house. I asked my aunt what was going on. My aunt said: "Let's make dumplings today." ?I thought: Oops! What should I do if I don’t know how to perform foreskin?

I started to perform circumcision. My aunt said: "I bought this skin myself in the market." First hold the skin with your left hand, then dip your right hand in the water, then apply it on the skin, wrap the filling, and finally wrap the skin. ?My dumplings didn’t look good at first, so my aunt taught us how to make dumplings that could stand up. I still can’t pack it well. However, I didn't give up. I kept making dumplings, and finally I made a paper airplane-shaped dumpling. Hearing that my cousin made a signature dumpling, we laughed and smiled happily. We squeezed as tight as possible, as if we were stuck together. The cousin made another dumpling that looked like his ear. I said: "You are really good!" ?I saw everyone making a lot of dumplings and I also made them seriously. After a while, we made more than 40 dumplings. We all laughed.

After finishing the wrapping, my aunt cooked it for us. Soon the fragrant dumplings will be freshly baked. The younger brothers and sisters said while eating: "It's delicious, it's delicious." ?Among them, my sister said: ?We want to pack it next time. I will buy 10 pounds next time. ?

I think: I will make some better ones next time

A 300-word weekly diary of making dumplings: Chapter 10

Today, I saw my mother buying something Some celery, dumpling wrappers and meat. I was so happy that I kept saying: "Mom is making dumplings again today!"

In the afternoon, my mother used a knife to cut the vegetables and meat.

After a while, my mother was already making dumplings at the table. I watched from the side and felt that making the dumplings was very simple, but my hands started to feel a little itchy. I secretly walked to the table and watched my mother making dumplings.

After a while, my hands became itchy even more, so I quickly ran into the bathroom and washed my hands. Quietly, I picked up a white dumpling wrapper and followed my mother's example. I put the dumpling wrapper flat on my hand and dipped a little water on the edge. Fine beads of sweat began to appear on my head. I put a lot of meat on it, but it couldn't be matched. I asked my mother for advice. Mom said: "You have too many dumplings. Can you make 3 dumplings?" I quickly said: "I know, I know." ?I wrapped it again, this time I carefully removed a little bit of the depression, and then wrapped it. OK, then my mother came and said: "You think it's OK, but in fact you didn't press it tightly, and the pot broke as soon as you hit it." ?

After they were wrapped, my mother put all the dumplings in the pot. After a while, the dumplings were ready. I ate the dumplings I made and thought they were the most delicious. The ones bought in the supermarket don’t taste good. I understand, the dumplings made by one’s own labor are the most delicious!