I don't know much about eating. As long as I have something to eat, I will come and go until I can't eat any more. Before long, when I feel that my stomach is still full, I will gobble it up again.
I have eaten many things, among which durian is my favorite.
Durian is the king of fruit. Although it smells bad, it tastes too good to describe. People who like durian can't stop eating it. Durian is very valuable and delicious. Durian has a hard shell, but the inside is extremely soft. The shell is the protective cover of the fruit.
What I hate most is bitter gourd, but it is of high value and can be used in beauty beauty. But the reason why I don't like eating bitter gourd is because it is bitter, and people of my age also hate eating bitter gourd. However, our parents insisted that we eat, which made us all complain. But my parents let us eat it because they have no experience, and they also said that bitter gourd is very nutritious. Ask close questions
Well, it's foodie dad, not me.
I have a mind to eat vegetables, saying that food is the most important thing for the people. If you can't eat in life, it's too boring to live. If you don't like eating in life, it's even more boring to live. Now with the development of life, there are many "foodies". I am an authentic foodie and have studied the realm of our foodie.
The first realm of eating goods is called "big mouth eating all over the world". I ate everything I could eat, all the lakes and seas, all the mountains and rivers, so that all the beauty in the world was in my stomach and in my heart.
This realm is not as simple as imagined, because it depends not only on the mouth but also on the heart.
Therefore, to achieve this state, we must first have a "big" heart, be open-minded in ancient and modern times, be able to endure things that the world can't stand, and understand the confusion that the world doesn't understand. The world is my heart, and my heart is the world. At this point, we can eat with our mouths open.
The second realm of eating goods is called "supporting death with courage, starving without courage".
Obviously, it takes courage.
I've never seen anything before, I've never heard of it, I'll eat it when I meet you, I'll chew it when I meet you, and there's nothing I dare not eat. How heroic it is to learn from the first person in the family who eats crabs! There are many kinds of delicious food, all of which are hidden under the ugly appearance, because real delicious food does not need gorgeous appearance to attract people's attention, and fear and cowardice will only miss more. Therefore, if you have the opportunity, you dare to hit yourself and let the opportunity slip away from your mouth. It is more uncomfortable and helpless than being hungry.
No matter what you eat, no matter how disgusting, you dare to shake your mouth and chew. If you do this, you won't miss the delicious food or the chance to pass you by.
The third realm of eating goods is called "laughing after dinner". After eating, whether it is delicacies or coarse chaff of brown rice, you can laugh loudly, be full of energy, laugh when you suffer losses, and laugh when you are wronged. Both failures and setbacks will come, but smile, so that nothing will affect your appetite and will not hinder you from preparing for the next success.
However, this smile is not a fake smile, not a whining smile, but a cheerful smile, just like, just like finally paying off the debt, taking a long breath and laughing.
Think after laughing, don't make the same mistake again and again.
If you can smile with a root, if you can lose your job, if you can smile at fear and failure, then nothing can stop you from succeeding.
The realm of eating goods is the expression of life. What you eat, what kind of life you have. Slowly improving the state of eating means improving the state of mind, life and soul.
The highest state of eating is a mysterious state. When you reach that level, you control your destiny and yourself.
I hope it helps you. Thank you.
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The foodies in the zoo wrote 400 words. I finally got a chance to go to the safari park. It was a sunny day. Facing the cool morning breeze, we went to the safari park under the guidance of our teacher.
Let's first come to the beast area, where there are lions, tigers, bears ... all kinds of rare birds and animals, which really makes people sigh! What impressed me the most was the lion family. The little lion is nursing in the lioness's arms. The little lion is very cute when nursing, and the gentle appearance of the lioness is also very charming. Father lion stood majestically beside him, standing upright like a soldier on guard, watching for foreign invasion around him, still staring at us, as if someone were trying to rob their treasure.
The harmonious and warm picture lingered in my mind for a long time.
Lions who look so fierce have feelings.
The book says that tiger poison doesn't eat children, and that's probably it.
After the lion area, you arrive at the tiger area.
I saw a white tiger that I had never seen before. The white tiger has black stripes, which are distinct from black and white. Really handsome and dignified. Occasionally look up at us uninvited guests and disturb its leisure. My eyes are unfriendly, as if to say, "It's too noisy for you to come to such a beautiful and quiet place!" " Go ahead, there are many Siberian tigers. Don't underestimate these Siberian tigers, they are the second-class protected animals in China. No wonder they are so awesome. They didn't even look at us when we came, and ignored us.
Next, we went to the grassland area, where there were antelopes, bison, and unimodal and bimodal camels that I had never seen before. I really don't understand why there are dromedaries and bactrians. I think I will understand when I grow up.
We came to the amphibious pavilion, which was very scary. There are pythons, Brazilian turtles, crocodiles and tree frogs.
Usually these animals can only be seen on TV and books, and they are full of curiosity about their real life. Therefore, I am brave. I reached out and touched the python. In fact, I don't have to be afraid at all, because its mouth is wrapped in tape, so it can't hurt us.
Finally, we went to Luyuan, where deer food was sold. I bought three cups. I want to feed it bit by bit, but it always takes a cup when I'm not looking. This deer seems very clever.
In the evening, I reluctantly left the wildlife park.
It feels good to have a meal. My parents leave me alone at home every weekend, but my grandmother will stay at home with me.
But this weekend is different. Grandma went to Nanning, and I was the only one left at home.
I finished all my homework at noon, and soon my stomach was growling.
So, who will cook for me at noon today? This difficult problem stumped me. I can't cook! So, I decided not to eat at noon today and solve it by sleeping.
But within five minutes, my hungry stomach protested, "Get me something to eat quickly.
"All of a sudden, the idea of doing it yourself and having plenty of food and clothing gave me new hope. If you continue to consume like this, will you still be hungry and have stomach problems? I'm going to cook in person at noon today and experience the feeling of cooking.
Do it. I'm going to see if there's anything to eat at home. I'll check in the refrigerator. There is nothing in it. I have no choice but to go to the supermarket with the 20 yuan my mother gave me this morning.
The first time I went shopping alone, I was a little excited.
I chose from left to right in the supermarket, and finally bought a bag of instant noodles, a bag of chocolates and a bag of Wangzai toffee.
When I got home, I learned the way my mother cooked. First, I put on my apron. Then I washed the pot and put it on the induction cooker. I put some boiling water on it, and then I put the instant noodles in the pot to cook for 3-5 minutes.
I'm putting in the seasoning and cooking for another minute.
After cooking, turn off the electricity and stuffy for one minute, and a bowl of delicious instant noodles will be ready.
After a long struggle, I can finally eat the noodles I once cooked.
While enjoying the noodles I cooked, I said to myself, "I didn't expect it to feel good to cook by myself."
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It was my mother's birthday and there were many guests at home. Coupled with parents working outside, the home is in a mess. I think: if guests come, they will definitely say that my mother doesn't like cleaning.
I decided to give my mother some face-help her clean the room.
I'm moving.
The floor is my mother's most embarrassing thing, so I will clean the floor first.
I wiped it hard, and it was spotless from the inside out, so I could show my figure in the sun.
The kitchen floor is even worse, and there is a layer of oil that cannot be wiped off.
Later, I poured some detergent and rubbed it hard until the stain disappeared.
There is a lot of dust under the bed in every bedroom. I tied the feather duster to the towel and put it under the bed. Sure enough, a lot of dust was swept out. This is a wonderful method.
The floor is ready, but the things on the table are still messy.
I threw all the messy things on the table into the trash can; Anything useful will be put back.
Then take out the fruit, put it in a fruit bowl and put some snacks on the table.
The home is clean and beautiful at once.
Mom, dad and the guests are home. Mom, dad understood at once when he saw how clean the house was.
I think this is filial piety!
8.8 Father's Day 1 1. 1 Singles' Day 5. 17 What is the topic of the composition for the Food Festival? Walking through that corner, the night was dark, as if boundless thick ink had been wiped on the sky again, and there was not even a trace of starlight.
Everything is lifeless because of the black cover.
Holding my chin, I sighed at the cold night sky through the window again.
"Ah, English is too difficult.
"Looking at this specious option, my head seems to be hollowed out, like the night sky outside-dark and like a mess, the more tangled and complicated it is.
"Inspiration, why not flash?" I beat my head and prayed silently for good luck.
"Why, thinking is stuck again?" I don't know when my father came to see me.
"Yes, it's too difficult. I'm not sure there are several options. It seems that I may really not be the material to learn English.
"I obviously feel wronged to complain to my father.
"In this case, don't just sit there, go, go out for a walk with me.
"Dad suggested.
I was about to refuse when my father immediately took me up and left.
The earth has fallen asleep, and the deserted streets are silent except for the gentle breeze and the occasional barking of a dog.
My father and I were walking in the street, and no one spoke.
Dad glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, but I deliberately didn't see it because I didn't want to say anything yet.
Suddenly my father said, "Daughter, did you see the puppy playing with the children?" I saw this picture in the direction of my father's finger-the little master teased the puppy with bones again and again, while the puppy persistently tried to taste its delicious food. Successive setbacks did not dispel the puppy's initial dream. Finally, in the fierce jumping of the puppy, the bone in the boy's hand became its trophy.
I pulled my eyes and saw my father's meaningful eyes. I was silent. I know he means a puppy.
"In fact, as long as it is an exam, there will always be failures. For you, an insurmountable 90 points in English is like a bone in the eyes of a puppy. If you want to have it, don't be afraid of failure.
Everyone knows that if you give up, you will have nothing. Have you really decided to give up? Dad said, smiled and blinked, and then waved to me smartly, leaving me with a solid back.
Looking at my father's distant back and the delicious puppy, I was lost in thought.
I always feel that I have paid a lot in English, but the return is too little; It's common to see others get high marks in exams, but I'm always that close.
As a result, I am very tired and afraid of my back now, but the fact is that the more tired I am, the worse my grades are, and now my fear of English is more serious.
My father saw my weakness at once. Alas, it turned out that my father knew me.
But dad, you have to understand, how can I be worse than these little animals? No, I will not. As long as I work hard, I can learn English well.
I also want to forge ahead towards my bones. I can't let English fall behind too much, let alone become a stumbling block.
Dad has come to the corner under the light. I took a deep breath and shouted at my father's back, "Wait for me ..." For the first time, I felt that the road ahead was so bright.
"Well, hurry up. When you come back, you must read English and recite it.
"Dad said to me at a distance.
"Know-know-know-know", I took a brisk step and strode to my father ... Standing at the corner, I already had the answer in my heart. Turn a corner, there must be a view there.
Yes, through that corner, my world is no longer dead. There, I saw my piece of qingqing grasslands-grass, green trees and red flowers. ...
Eating watermelon with foodies is a beautiful and happy childhood.
Childhood is like a poem with infinite rhyme; Childhood is like a kaleidoscope, hiding endless mysteries. Childhood is like the stars in the sky, shining and causing infinite reverie. Childhood is like a shell on the beach, colorful and changeable; Just pick one. That's how attractive it is.
One thing, I want to laugh when I think about it.
It was midsummer when I was three years old. The sun scorched the earth, and there was no wind. The flowers and grass were so hot that they fell asleep, and the dog stuck out its tongue and gasped.
"It's hot! Come and eat some watermelon to relieve the heat! " Dad said as he brought the cut watermelon.
Grandma, mom and I hurried to eat cold sweet watermelon.
Because it is a small seed watermelon, it is very troublesome to spit out the seeds, so I swallowed them together.
Eating and eating, an interesting question suddenly popped up in my mind: I heard adults say that planting watermelon, melon seeds are the "black baby" of watermelon. When planted in the ground, they will germinate and grow big watermelons with green skin and red flesh. I ate watermelon seeds and grew big watermelons in my stomach ... The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and I forgot to eat them.
My mother asked me why I stopped eating, and I almost cried. My mother said, "Enjoy the melon. Why are you crying?" I quickly told my mother about my worry.
Everyone laughed before hearing it.
Dad laughed so hard that the watermelon in his mouth almost gushed out. He pointed at me and said, "You little brain, why are you only thinking about these strange things!" " "Mom said," Fool, watermelon seeds are planted in soil, and there is no soil in your stomach. In addition, if you eat watermelon seeds, some of them will be chewed up by you. If you don't chew them, some nutrients will be digested, and the rest will be excreted, so that a big watermelon won't burst. "
"I listened to, suddenly enlighted, no longer worry about my belly burst, began to shoveled watermelon.
Whenever I eat watermelon in summer, I think of this ridiculous thing and can't help laughing at my naivety.
Composition about love, 350 words, 1, "But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I get three rays of spring". Whenever I read Meng Jiao's ancient poem "Wandering", I will think of my mother's love for me.
I will never forget that when I first went to school, my mother took me to and from school and taught me to write and draw.
It's raining, and my mother gave me an umbrella in the rain.
I remember once, I caught a cold and had a high fever. My mother drove me to the hospital for an injection. On the way back, my mother accidentally sprained her foot and had to limp me home.
Every day, my mother is very busy at work, and sometimes she can't go home on time. Even so, my mother will go home as soon as possible, cook for me and do housework late.
Because of this, I am among the best in my class.
I'm really happy to have such a mother.
One of my mother's greatest characteristics is that she speaks like a megaphone.
I used to say "goodbye" to the bed at the end of class time.
"Son, get up! I am going to be late for class! " I was shocked when I heard this. I quickly got dressed and got up for dinner ten times faster than usual.
When I got everything ready and heard my mother laugh, it was only 7 o'clock! Alas, I was cheated by my mother's exaggeration again.
Under the urging of my mother, I have developed a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and I am never late for school.
But how much love the grass has, I get three rays of spring. Maternal love is the greatest love in the world. I am like a small tree, thriving in the sunshine of maternal love.
2. There are many kinds of love in the world: parents' love for us is severe and kind, friends' love is pure, and relatives' love is sincere ... But what impressed me most was really my parents' love for me.
Mom is a typical loving mother.
One afternoon after school, I was walking out of the school gate.
The cloudless sky in Wan Li has been transformed. This is a doll's face. The howling wind shook the branches. Soon, the dark clouds just on the battlefield have occupied the whole sky, and it is raining cats and dogs.
At this point, I had to go back to school at a loss, thinking: what can I do? Ding-ding, a car broke my thinking and a familiar figure emerged in the heavy rain.
Ah, my sick mother came to pick me up.
After sitting on the bike, I couldn't bear to feel bad when I watched my mother panting on the bike. "Mom, why are you wet?" The only answer is a sigh, and my nose hurts.
At this moment, I remembered that poem: a loving mother's thread makes clothes for her wayward son's body ... maternal love is great and selfless.
Dad is a loving father, and he will receive messages of encouragement and concern from his father every few days at home.
Whenever I see these short messages, I can't help crying, because every sentence reveals my father's love and yearning for me. He works outside so that I can have a good learning environment and get the best education.
In my heart, dad is the greatest and kindest! Parents' love is a broad leaf, sheltering us from the wind and rain.
They broke their hearts for us and bent down with fatigue, but they didn't complain.
Parents' love is like air, not only invisible, but also intangible.
However, I feel their presence all the time.
I am deeply proud to have such parents! 3. Love is in the nuances. When I was a child, my parents didn't have time to take care of me, so they left me at my grandparents' house.
My grandparents regard me as the apple of their eye.
But as time goes on, I hate my nagging grandmother more and more.
Grandma often tells a little thing.
For example, let me eat a meal. I was obviously taking a dish, but my grandmother asked me to take this dish for a while and that dish for a while. I didn't pick up a dish, and she kept asking me if it was bad food or my appetite ... How can I stand it? So I always look at my grandmother with disgust, and my relationship with her is getting worse and worse. Finally, I saw each other and went around.
And all this, grandpa saw in his eyes, but he always blamed grandma for being wordy.
but ...
One day, something happened that made me feel guilty.
I remember that time, grandpa had something to do and asked grandma to take me to school.
Along the way, grandma and I didn't talk much.
Time flies, and soon I will cross the street to go to school.
It's a pity that the traffic lights were being repaired that day, and the car flew past me without any intention of slowing down.
I'm afraid to put my foot out. I'm too scared to know what to do. At this moment, a big hand stretched out. It is rough and ugly. It slowly grabbed my cold little hand. It seems magical, and suddenly I feel a warm current flowing all over my body.
I looked up, ah, it was grandma! When I looked at grandma's weather-beaten face again, I was shocked. I don't know when, the wrinkles on grandma's face increased a lot, and the hair on her temples turned golden yellow against the sunrise ... I hurried to the classroom and my eyes were wet.
Yes, love may be in a delicate place, just like an ordinary hand.
Ah, grandma, your warm hands and your dedication, I will always remember them.
You can choose two things from these articles and write them together. If the word is long, it can be shortened.
At the beginning of the food travel composition, food is the most important thing for the people. This is the highest meaning in the hearts of "foodies".
Although I am not a foodie, I am not far from that realm.
Dad's dishes, mom's snacks, grandma's brown sugar eggs, grandma's best cake.
All these delicious foods have added a bit of color to my childhood, making me more energetic and yearning for life.
Every day after school, students will rush out of school with a little excitement. After leaving the school, the students went their own way.
Some students will wander off campus, others will disappear unnoticed, and I will go home in a hurry as usual.
At the door, I won't ring the doorbell, but open the door with my own key, because my father is still in the kitchen, stirring the beef selflessly! Open the door with expectation, and then smell the familiar fragrance hard.
I was in a good mood before my father brought me a dish.
I put a piece of fresh and juicy beef in my mouth with chopsticks. The slight spicy taste and strong tea fragrance make me feel very comfortable.
Another full piece of Chinese cabbage will refresh me.
After eating, I will touch my stomach with satisfaction and say "thank you" to my father, which is also a reward for my father.
The food store is my favorite place to go. As soon as you enter, you will carry out a large-scale "sweeping" like "devils entering the village".
Moreover, I will go to every place very well and bring my favorite snacks without wasting any time.
Like "Ferrero Rosa, Jianda Chocolate, Chicken Pie, Bitter and Sweet …" are all my favorite snacks.
Eat while reading, while watching TV, when traveling, and eat almost all the time.
Especially when watching TV, if there are no snacks to eat, I always feel that something is missing, and the ups and downs on TV become dim and colorless.
At this time, I will jump out of bed, look around and look around. I couldn't wait to rummage through the house and found my favorite snack.
Sometimes I really can't find it, so I can only make a cup of coffee to solve my worries.
As for grandma's brown sugar, it has become a beautiful memory, because the number of meetings with grandma is really too small.
I still remember every time grandma came to Chenzhou. Grandma got up when I was still sleeping in the morning. After grandma wakes me up, I will see a bowl of fragrant and hot eggs washed with brown sugar.
Every bowl of brown sugar washed eggs with grandma's deep love for me is as sweet as brown sugar washed eggs. I will eat it seriously and lick my mouth.
Grandma will watch me eat. When I finish eating, grandma will give me a coquettish smile and smell it kindly: "Is it delicious?" "delicious!" I will take the trouble to answer.
Until now, that sweetness is still flowing in my heart.
Grandma hasn't eaten cake for a long time and is still busy taking care of three three-year-old brothers and sisters. She just doesn't have time or luxury to make it.
"Bang, bang, bang ..." Every time grandma makes a hairpin, the sound of this rolling pin knocking on the hairpin will ring in the room.
After the cake is made, grandma will wrap it with a piece of white paper, and then let my cousin and several menstruation stick red hearts on the white paper.
Grandma said that this means that our life will be better and more festive.
Finally, put the seeds in those big boxes and you can eat them after a while. There are usually several big boxes! At the moment, the sweet and waxy feeling still reverberates in my mind.
Eating is more than just eating to fill your stomach. It has many profound meanings that you can't understand.
It may make you deeply moved; Maybe it can evoke dusty memories in your heart and make you cry; Maybe even drive you crazy! In a word, it will never understand. ...
Write a short article about how big the world is. I want to see it. A concise resignation letter from God, a female university teacher, just appeared on the Internet, saying that "the world is very big and I want to see it", which made many people fall for it and let many people know their original intention of becoming an adult.
Man is not a machine. We have feelings, memories and unparalleled creativity.
The ancients all knew that "it is better to read thousands of books than to follow Wan Li Road". We have new technology and new environment, so there is no reason not to see the world.
People live in this world not only for survival and reproduction. Survival is only one aspect and the foundation.
But more importantly, what * * * wants to do is happiness.
It is the most important thing to conform to your heart.
Some people spend their whole lives, but they have never done anything that really satisfies them. They just live a puppet life under various pressures.
I have never been able to pass by as I wish, and I have never traveled without saying anything.
Is this life meaningful?
Your people are working hard here. Are their hearts numb? Is there really no youthful blood? Do you really want to watch others fly around in the news all your life without any thoughts? The heart is not here, why not let it go and let it fly freely.
Heaven can't change your ambition, and the earth can't shake your determination.
We are walking on a foggy road. We can only walk with our hearts and follow our hearts to the end.
Let it be your personality, let your heart fly with you, let your heart shine in the numb crowd, and tell them that "the heart is used to float".
We are in an era where we can float around, but people always lock themselves up. The outside world is colorful, but some people are stubborn and unwilling to change. Do you know why the United States can lead the trend, and why China's accumulation of more than 5,000 years is not as good as that of others for hundreds of years? It is not that our civilization is not enough, but that a culture without vision and innovation is a stagnant pool. How can you raise delicious food without running water? Your vision is not limited by your culture, but depends on your heart. You may just be a foodie, and you also have the determination to eat all over the world.
You may be a literary poet, and you really have the determination to listen to the world.
You may be just an ordinary civilian, but you really have the determination to travel around the world and then remember it in your later years.
No matter how big the world is, there will always be reasons why you have to leave, and there will always be determination for you to see.
The weather is getting colder.
Exciting eardrums: We're going to Fule Mountain to enjoy chrysanthemums in winter! The day of hope finally came, and we set off happily.
Listening to the teacher all the way, Fule Mountain is located 2 kilometers in the eastern suburb of Mianyang City, in the southern section of Gujianmen Shudao, formerly known as Dongshan, also known as Qishan.
When our group came here by bus, we suddenly felt the picturesque scenery: the mountains are dense with pine and cypress, and the Furong River is surrounded by gurgling.
Stepping into the mountain gate, Huanghan Garden, Yizhou Garden, Mianzhou Forest of Steles, Fule Pavilion, Fule Paradise, Fuchenghui, Xuande Lake, Taoyuan Cave and Lengyuan Cave, Buddhist cliff reliefs, statues and ancient sites in the Tang and Song Dynasties come into view one by one. There are gardens in the garden, with different scenery, which not only has the luxury of the royal garden, but also has the interest of returning to the original natural landscape.
Suddenly I feel that there are many different smells here: there is no noise here, and some are fresh and simple; There is no noise here, but some are quiet and elegant; There is no suffocating smoke here, but there are many fragrant flowers ... this season is the season of chrysanthemum fragrance.
Someone once wrote such a poem, "It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless", which is to describe the chrysanthemums in Fule Mountain.
As soon as I see my favorite chrysanthemum, I can't restrain my inner excitement. We first landed in the sea of flowers, looked at the trees and flowers, and heard the hearty laughter everywhere on my way.
This year's Fule Mountain Chrysanthemum Exhibition has nearly 300 varieties of chrysanthemums decorated on both sides of the mountain road.
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