1. Appearance description of the cake chef
Teacher Sun is the math teacher of our class.
She is of medium build and looks 35 years old. An amiable face, always so kind.
The eyes from those black-rimmed glasses are always so bright and kind. Her language is always so profound, so wonderful and makes people laugh.
This female teacher’s surname is Song. Because she is young, no more than 20 years old, so we all call her Teacher Xiao Song, and some female classmates affectionately call her Big Sister. Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply.
Guazi has two willow eyebrows on his face, with a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the willow eyebrows, and a small mouth that can speak well. Teacher Xiao Song wore two long ponytails that reached her shoulders.
When I was in fourth grade, our class was taught by a female teacher. This female teacher’s surname is Song. Because she is young, no more than 20 years old, we all call her Teacher Song, and some female classmates affectionately call her Big Sister.
Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply. There are two willow eyebrows on Guazi's face, with a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the willow eyebrows, and a small mouth that can speak well.
Teacher Xiao Song wore two long ponytails that reached her shoulders. 1 She leaned down close to my face and looked into my eyes with wide eyes, as if instilling an uplifting power into my heart. 2 When she talked about God, heaven, and angels, she seemed kind. ; The face also becomes younger, and the moist eyes reveal a particularly warm light.
3 But she is small, as small and handsome as her father. Her eyes are the most beautiful, very deep.
Teacher Sun is the math teacher of our class. She is of medium height and looks 35 years old.
An amiable face, always so kind. The eyes from those black-rimmed glasses are always so bright and kind.
Her language is always so profound, so wonderful and makes people laugh. This female teacher’s surname is Song. Because she is young, no more than 20 years old, we all call her Teacher Song, and some female classmates affectionately call her Big Sister.
Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply. There are two willow eyebrows on Guazi's face, with a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the willow eyebrows, and a small mouth that can speak well.
Teacher Xiao Song wore two long ponytails that reached her shoulders. When I was in fourth grade, our class was taught by a female teacher.
This female teacher’s surname is Song. Because she is young, no more than 20 years old, so we all call her Teacher Xiao Song, and some female classmates affectionately call her Big Sister. Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply.
Guazi has two willow eyebrows on his face, with a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the willow eyebrows, and a small mouth that can speak well. Teacher Xiao Song wore two long ponytails that reached her shoulders.
1. She leaned over and got close to my face, and looked into my eyes with wide eyes, as if instilling an uplifting power into my heart. 2. When she talked about God, Heaven and angels look kind; their faces become younger, and their moist eyes reveal a particularly warm light. 3 But she is small in appearance, as small and handsome as her father.
Her eyes are the most beautiful, with deep double eyelids and a pair of very bright and dark eyeballs. Any part of the eyeballs that turn into the sockets are obviously smart and charming. Without these eyes, although she looks very shapely and delicate, there would be nothing particularly attractive about her.
Her eyes cover up all her shortcomings, and her eyes can bloom lovely flowers for her heart and brain. Although she has no profound knowledge, no admirable personality or actions, her eyes will make her conquer everything; when they see her eyes, people will forget to consider other things and only feel cute.
The light in her eyes will penetrate into people's hearts and make them go crazy immediately. The eyes are often bloodshot and cloudy, sometimes as stagnant as a dead person.
4 Today, I have to study hard, otherwise my mother will stare wide-eyed again when she comes home. Mom's eyes are very beautiful, with black eyes in the middle.
Mom’s left eye is specially used to watch Japanese TV dramas, and her right eye is specially used to watch me study. Both eyes are very memorizing, so tired! It would be nice to have one more pair of eyes! If I had another eye, I wouldn't be able to take my time off. 5 opened her eyes with difficulty, her eyes were blank. Only her eyeballs occasionally glowed suddenly.
Along the eyes, there were some tears on the corners of the eyes, and the eyes were not as energetic as before. She raised her dull eyes and just stared straight at them, telling everyone the story she had never forgotten day and night. She stood in a daze with her mouth open, looking straight at them. She only glanced at them and did not answer a word.
Seemingly embarrassed, he immediately suppressed his smile and turned his eyes to look at the snowflakes. He always stared, without saying a word. His eyes shot out in all directions, just like a child searching for love in hunger and thirst. His eyes radiated sadness and joy, but there was a hint of surprise in them. Even though he tried to avoid my sight, he seemed to be about to break the window. Fly away.
Staring into my father’s eyes with confusion and innocence, I felt that his smiling little eyes were as deep and mysterious as the night sky. My father's eyes were mysterious, as if he could weave many happy lights into my mind.
Teacher 6 has bright and talkative eyes. One time during class, I couldn't help but take out the small plane to play with, but unexpectedly Teacher Ren saw it.
She looked at me with stern eyes, as if to say: "What are you holding in your hand?" I understood what the teacher meant, quickly brought the small plane over, and listened attentively again. Another time, when get out of class was over, I saw a piece of waste paper on the ground, so I picked it up and threw it into the dustpan.
At that time, no one was in the classroom, and no one knew that this was ***. After a while, class started, and the teacher found that there was no paper on the ground. It was strange. I laughed and looked at the teacher.
The teacher noticed, his eyes were crescent-shaped, and he smiled and cast his gaze on me. The teacher's eyes are like a mirror, able to reflect every bit of our faults.
The teacher’s eyes are like our mother’s eyes, full of care and love for us. 7 Those eyes were like autumn water, like cold stars, like pearls, like white mercury holding two black mercury. Looking left and right, even the person sitting in the far corner felt that Wang Xiaoyu had seen him; Not to mention those who sit close.
Just at this glance, the whole garden fell silent, even quieter than when the emperor came out. 2. Urgent request
1. I saw the aunt take a cake and divide it into three layers. Spread fresh milk on the first layer and sprinkle with raisins. Spread fresh milk on the second layer and put yellow peaches on it. The top layer and all sides were covered with fresh milk, like a layer of white snowflakes. Auntie used a spray gun to spray some green stuff on the cake, like grass suddenly emerging from the snow. Auntie waved the fresh milk a few more times. Milk, a tall mountain peak appeared. I used a spray gun to give the mountain color, making it appear more majestic and spectacular. The aunt continued to wave the milk, and a lifelike tiger was born.
Auntie waved the fresh milk a few more times, and a lifelike big rooster appeared in front of my eyes. The big rooster spread its wings, as if singing a birthday song and doing a birthday dance. Auntie made several beautiful flowers The flowers are sprinkled with some candies like pearls. This is really a beautiful picture!
2. First, the uncle spread white cream thickly and evenly on the cake base, like a white snow wall, and dotted a circle of apple-like cream balls around the edge of the cake. Then, the uncle added He took out a box of purple grape jam, took out a little bit and put it into a plastic bag with a sharp tip, and sprayed the jam on the cream of the cake. The jam overflowed to the side of the cake, so the uncle used a flat knife to cut the jam out. Spread evenly on the side walls of the cake. Then, the uncle used white cream to squeeze out a diamond-shaped flower in the center of the cake. Then, the uncle decorated the bottom of the cake with white cream lace. Finally, as the finishing touch, the uncle put a piece of white cream in the center of the cake. Add a variety of fruits, including dragon fruit, strawberries, cherries, peaches, etc., which are mouth-watering, and then apply lychee paste, and a beautiful and delicious fruit cream cake is completed. 3. A 600-word essay on making cakes
I usually watch my mother make delicious cakes, and I want to try them myself.
Finally, the school organized a trip to the "Golden Dream Kingdom" to experience making cakes. As soon as we arrived at our destination, we were like little rabbits running wildly on the green grass.
I looked around and wow! It's like a magnificent castle with a few white doves standing on it. Teacher Luo took us for a group photo, and then went to visit the museum first.
As soon as I entered the museum, I was attracted by the scene in front of me. How beautiful it is before my eyes! Introduced the origin and history of the enterprise "Watson Garden".
As I walked and read, those stories had already "pulled" my eyes, as if they would never let go of those "hands". The next step is to visit the bread production process.
When we watched, we didn’t even blink, because we were afraid that we didn’t see how to make bread. Those uncles and aunts worked so quickly, my eyes almost made stars pop out! Watching the fragrant bread come out one by one, each of us also ate a golden loaf. Everyone thought this bread was really delicious.
None of these are actually important. They just let us understand the process of making bread. The important thing is "making cakes". Finally it’s time to make the cake! We quickly washed our hands, disinfected, and rushed in like wild horses.
Look, some are making cakes, some are thinking about how to make them, and some are secretly tasting them. All the children are very happy. I also started making cakes, and my mind was filled with imagination...that's it! Just get started, first use yellow cream to surround the lace, then use black, green and red cream to write a few words, and finally use orange cream to draw some patterns...it's really beautiful! Looking at other people's cakes, some painted puppies, some painted hearts, and some painted rainbows. Our cakes are all equally good.
After finishing it, we were all satisfied, with endless joy in our hearts. Our hearts could not be calm for a long time, because it was a cake we made ourselves! Time flies so fast, it's time for us to go back to school. This is my first time making cakes, and I understand that the fruits obtained through my own labor are the sweetest and most fragrant. 4. The most delicious cake composition
The rat boss said: "Today is my mother's birthday. Let's buy her a big cake to make her happy."
"Okay. , Okay!" Shu Lao San and Shu Lao San agreed very much. The eldest, second and third eldest brother finally collected a small handful of coins.
When he came to the store, the rat boss shouted to the salesperson: "We want to buy the most delicious cake." The salesperson counted the coins and said with a smile: "I don't have enough money, but I can sell you one." Big pie. ”
The kind-hearted saleswoman gave them a long and nice piece of pie. The three brothers carried the pie home dejectedly.
"Alas..." Shu Laosan let out a long sigh. "Alas..." Rat Er also let out a long sigh.
"Let's find a way to turn the pie into a cake," Rat Boss patted his belly, "How do you think?" Rat Second and Rat Third's little eyes widened. The rat took out the toffee that he had been reluctant to eat, melted it in a cup and poured it on the cake.
Hi, it smells so delicious, with a sweet and creamy smell. The second mouse thought for a while, then took a large piece of red sausage, put it gently on the flatbread, and said sheepishly: "Hey, I only bit a little bit..." The third mouse picked up a handful of colorful sausages. Wild flowers are carefully placed on the pie one by one.
Oops! I can’t seem to tell that this is a big pie! The three little mice were very satisfied, and the more they watched, the happier they became. Gently pushing open the mother's door, the three little mice sang in unison: "Happy birthday to you...!" "Hey, where did you get the cake?" Mom said in surprise, "We made it!" said the mouse boss. .
"Try it quickly, taste it quickly!" The second and third rats said in unison, and their mother took a gentle bite, and she understood immediately. "Oh, it's so good! It's so good! This is the best cake I have ever eaten."
Mom laughed happily. "Really?" The three little mice also laughed happily.
5. A 450-word essay about the cake quarrel
One morning, I was reading a book at home alone and eating cake with gusto. The book I was reading was called "The Chronicles of Narnia" - "The Silver Chair". I just read it. When the little mouse Reepicheep was having dinner, suddenly, I heard some movement in the corner outside the door, so I looked outside the door and saw a small gray thing walking towards our cake. Then I I saw clearly that it turned out to be a mouse. It was all gray, except for its nose, which was pink. It was a thief and it looked like it was not a good thing. I thought: Could it be Reepicheep who came to my house? Even if it is it, I won’t let it go. I waited in line for more than an hour to buy it! So, I tiptoed over. Unexpectedly, when the mouse heard the noise, he immediately picked up the cake bag and ran away. I quickly picked up the bag and the mouse ran away. Fortunately, the cake was still safe and sound. Composition "The Battle for the Cake" for the third grade of elementary school 450 words. After the mouse left, I put the cake on the TV and thought: This will be out of reach for the mouse. Who knows, just a few minutes after I left, the mouse came back again. I poked my head in front of the door, as if looking for something. I ran over secretly, trying to drive it away with a stick. Unexpectedly, as soon as I came over, the little mouse ran behind me with lightning speed, and then ran away. I put the cake After putting it in the closet, the mouse never came again. Finally, this "battle for the cake" ended with the mouse being defeated and running away. 6. An essay about making cakes ()
Speaking of "cake", I think of my first experience of making a cake.
It was early in the morning, and my mother got up very early. My mother woke me up and asked me to get up and have breakfast. I quickly came to the dining table and saw that there were only two bowls of rice on the table, so I asked my mother: "Mom, Mom, why are there only two bowls of rice on the table?" While serving the dishes, my mother answered me: "Because your dad today I don’t want to eat rice, I want to eat cake. I’m very busy today, can you help me make cake?” “Of course, I’m very happy about it.”
I ran to the kitchen and picked up a cake. I found another egg in the glass bowl, put it on the table, and knocked it a few times, but because I used too much force, I broke the egg, and the egg white and yolk were like a naughty little doll, "jumping" on the ground. Undeterred, I decided to try again. This time I learned the lesson from last time and knocked it gently. This time, the egg white and yolk "jumped" into the glass bowl like a well-behaved little doll.
I picked up the chopsticks with my right hand and the glass bowl with my left hand. I used the chopsticks to stir the egg whites and egg yolks in the glass bowl evenly. I found another bag of original cake mix, used scissors to cut a small slit in the cake mix bag, and poured the cake mix into a glass bowl so that it could become good friends with the egg white and egg yolk. After pouring the cake mix, use chopsticks to combine the egg white, egg yolk and cake mix into one. After stirring evenly, first cover the glass bowl with a lid, then place the glass bowl in the microwave, turn the heat to high, and set the time to one minute. A minute later, the cake came out of the oven. It was fragrant. I couldn't help but take a small bite. Wow~ It smelled so good. I don't know why. The cake became extremely delicious in my hands. Even my father, who usually doesn't like to talk much, came out of the oven. After eating it, I was full of praises. I felt so happy that it was sweeter than honey
Today, we went to the bakery to make a big cake, which was freshly made. I was very excited.
I saw my uncle take out a piece of bread, which was 8 inches in size, and put it in the rotating disk. There were several threads on the disk, and our bread was placed in the innermost part.
The uncle turned the disk. Once he found that a piece of bread was beyond the line, he immediately put it back a little. When the bread was placed right, the uncle used scissors to cut off the top. Suddenly, I found that my uncle was opening a canned fruit. I wondered why such a tall piece of bread would not require another layer. I saw my uncle cut half of the bread crosswise, put the top layer on the table, added a lot of butter on top of the other layer, cut it flat, poured a little of the opened fruit on top, and then put it on the table. The bread was put on. Oh, it turns out to be sandwich.
Add a lot of cream on top and smooth it out. Because what we want is strawberry flavored cake. My uncle added strawberry-colored cream and smoothed it with card. It was beautiful.
Uncle also wants to put a beautiful coat on the cake.
He used a knife to push the edge of the cake from bottom to top, layer by layer, like stairs. It was very steep. When he pushed it up, there were small balls one by one. They were red. I think they must be delicious. , I swallowed involuntarily.
Finally, the uncle piled chocolate, a few slices of apples, two grapes and two peaches on top. alright. You're done.
It took almost fifteen minutes to make this cake. Before I knew it, the cake was already finished. Uncle's skills are so superb! He is truly the best in his field!
Last year, I had a great birthday, and I still remember it vividly.
I made the birthday cake that year by myself. Of course, my mother also helped!
My mother and I first prepared the ingredients: four eggs, a piece of cheese, five spoons of flour, three spoons of sugar, and finally cream and strawberry jam!
I first brought a basin, beat the eggs along the edge of the basin, and mixed the eggs with a mixer. At first, I couldn't stir it up, but in the end my mother helped me stir it up in one go. The ginger was still spicy. I heated the cheese in the pan until it was completely melted, then poured the cheese into the eggs and stirred gently. Then pour five tablespoons of flour into the eggs and cheese, and also add sugar. Then pour the ingredients into the mold box and put it in the microwave oven to bake. It will take about 20 minutes. The cake will be almost ready. During these 20 minutes, I spent as much time as time passed. I felt that the time passed too slowly. !
After fifteen minutes, I anxiously and patiently walked to the microwave, took out the cake and put it on the table. The cake was so golden and yellow that it made my mouth water.
I quickly spread the cream on the cake, carefully, for fear of damaging the cake. After that, I couldn't wait to spread the strawberry jam on the cream cake and decorate the cake. I painted four words "Happy Birthday" on it. Just like that, my homemade cake is finished.
I cut a piece with a knife and ate it with big mouthfuls, "Wow, it's so delicious. It's delicious on earth!" I sighed, but my mother said coldly, "It's not that bad." It's not like this, but it deserves praise." I didn't bother to pay attention to her and continued to indulge myself.
After making cakes that time, I understood: "You have to do everything by your own hands and brains in order to get the rewards you deserve.
Hope you adopt it, thank you 7. Composition on cakes with interesting childhood stories Five hundred words
Fun childhood stories - eating cakes "Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, happy songs; a string of childhood footprints; a pile of childhood stories. ”
Does this song remind you of your wonderful childhood? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as bright as the stars. My childhood was beautiful, with many It's worth remembering... I was only six years old at that time, an age where I have a special liking for birthdays.
I like birthdays because I get to eat big cakes, and that happened. An interesting thing: After waiting all morning, I can finally eat the cake I have been waiting for! As soon as I walked into the living room, I saw a huge cake! It was big and round, covered with pure white cream. It was filled with various cream flowers, as if it were smiling at me.
There was a particularly cute little tiger in the middle of the cake. The little tiger stuck out his tongue, as if he was coquettishly smiling at me! There are also the words "Happy Birthday" written in red jam. Under the candlelight, the cake really makes me salivate!
I finally got it. ! A large piece of cake was held in my hand. I took a big bite, ah, it was so delicious! At this time, I saw the whole family burst into laughter.
This laughter made me inexplicable. I couldn't figure it out. When I looked back in the mirror, there was a big piece of cream stuck to my little nose, which looked even more embarrassing than a clown!
At this time, I had an idea and brought a plate with my favorite cream in it. I asked my mother to hold it, and I quickly opened my mouth with a "pop", and a cool thing was stuck to my forehead. , then the face, then the chin.
Suddenly, I heard a thunderous laughter. I went to look in the mirror, and a little cat appeared in the mirror with a face full of cream! , one piece in the east, one piece in the west.
My face is painted like Peking Opera facial makeup by this "high-end" cosmetics.
I laughed too, laughing so hard that I was out of breath.
Look! How naughty I was when I was little! It’s still interesting even now when I think about it! Fun childhood story - eating cake.