Soup dumplings do essay is as follows:

Example one.

Today is Sunday, my mom and I are watching TV at home, after watching for a while, my mom suddenly proposed that she would like to eat soup dumplings at noon today, and asked me to help make soup dumplings together. I've never made dumplings before, and I was both worried and excited when I heard that.　　

Mom took out a bag of glutinous rice flour and poured out some in a basin. Then poured in warm water, stirred for a while and began to knead the dough, in mom's skillful hands, not long, a round and white dough and good. Mom took out a bowl of bean paste, and then instructed me to learn how to make dumplings.

Mom pinched a small piece of dough, rolled it into a ball, then flattened it, pressed it from the center and rotated it around, put the bean paste into the dough, and then closed the dough in the last step. A round soup dumpling was born. I followed my mom's example and made one, but unfortunately it broke and the bean paste showed through.

Mom said, "It's okay, it's good enough." After she mended the soup dumplings that I failed to make, she taught me how to make soup dumplings by hand. I earnestly learned, finally, after breaking two soup dumplings, I succeeded. My mom praised me for being very capable and I was so happy.　　

Eating the soup dumplings made by my mom and me, I felt that they were the sweetest and most delicious soup dumplings I had ever eaten. There is nothing difficult in the world, but only people who are willing to do it. As long as you are willing to work hard and practice, there is no difficulty that cannot be solved.

Fan essay two.

On the Lantern Festival, I clamored for my mother to teach me to make soup dumplings, and she readily agreed. I was happy to jump three feet high.　　I saw my mom first use water to make the glutinous rice flour, then roll it into long strips, and then unveil a small section. I took a small section, like my mom first pinched it into a nest, then embedded lard filling, then wrapped up and sealed the lard filling, and then rolled it round. Mom quickly rolled out a dumpling. But I just couldn't get it to come out right.

Mom said: the dumplings in the left palm of the right hand right hand clockwise hard and even rub. I did what my mom said, and it worked. I was so happy when my mom praised me for being so smart. Mom also taught me that the filling must be wrapped well, otherwise the filling will flow out when it is cooked, which is not good. I made one after another.

Suddenly I was inspired to make some different kinds of dumplings. It turned out that my dad saw the dumpling-type soup dumplings I made as dumplings. I started to wrap the second dumpling, I rolled out the dough, smeared the filling on it, folded it and rolled it up like a flower, my mom praised me for my skillful hands, I was very happy to hear that. I've been working on this for a while now, and I'm sure I'll be able to make some more square and heart-shaped dumplings.

The fragrant soup dumplings are ready. Mom put some cinnamon sugar, and we all ate them. Dad said: "This dumplings are both novel and delicious, awesome!" I was so happy to hear it, and mom smiled too. I also ate one, and the sweet flavor slowly flowed into my heart.

Fan essay three.

Every year on New Year's Day, our whole family will get together to eat soup dumplings, I heard that this heralds the coming year reunion, auspicious and beautiful.　　On the morning of the first day of the first month, I got up early, screaming to wrap the dumplings. Mom couldn't help my pestering, so she agreed.　　I'm going to start wrapping up the soup dumplings.　　

I saw my mom wrapped up a dumpling in two or three, and thought, "It's so easy to wrap a dumpling." I followed my mother's example, first took a small ball and good dumplings, put in the palm, with two hands and rolled round, and then thumb in the center of a small pit, put the filling in. When closing the mouth of the dumpling, I pinched this side and the filling came out of that side, pinched that side and the filling came out of this side.

I simply pinched both sides together, which made a big hole in its "belly". I hurriedly took a ball of dumpling noodles and pressed the "wound". After the last lesson, my hands are much more flexible, a moment to wrap a dumpling. Now I just need to roll the stuffed dumplings. I picked up a dumpling and rolled it, but I didn't realize that I was pressing it into a cake because I was pushing it too hard.

All of us ate the dumplings together.

They were all happy to eat the dumplings, and I was happy that I could make dumplings.