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I praise the food. How to write a composition? Junior high school 8 words

I remember when I was in primary school, my father bought chicken legs to reward me for doing well in the exam. It happened to be raining heavily, and my father didn't bring more ponchos, so I had to use one with my father. Who knows that my body is "huge" and if I want to save myself, my chicken legs will get wet by the rain; If you want to protect the drumsticks, you will get wet. You can't have your cake and eat it. When I think that the cold wind and rain are screaming to take away my delicious chicken leg, I don't hesitate to wrap it in my arms, cover it with a raincoat, and let the raging wind get into my clothes. The cold rain beat on my back, as if to take away my body temperature of 37 degrees. I couldn't help crying because of the cold. My father asked, "What's the matter?" I quickly said, "Nothing." When I got home, I was wet and shivering all over, but I couldn't help but feel hot when I thought of the warm chicken legs in my arms. When my father saw that I was soaked to the skin, he was so scared that he quickly stepped forward and looked at my clothes and said, "Why are you so wet?" I took the chicken leg out of my arms with infinite glory and said, "For the chicken leg!" " Dad immediately smiled and blew my nose and said, "Little greedy cat!" " From then on, I left the memory of "little greedy cat" for my father.

another time, when I was a full moon. One day, my grandmother carried me to a wedding reception. Looking at the delicious food on the table and smelling the refreshing fragrance of the food, I jumped happily on my grandmother's lap and shouted "Dee, Dee, Dee" in an inarticulate way, because I was still young and couldn't say "eat", so I could only shout. When I was sensible, my grandmother told me that I ate several plates of fish. Looking back now, it's no wonder that my grandmother called me "little greedy cat" since I was a child. It turned out that from the full moon, my grandmother branded me as a "little greedy cat".

Now, I am a 17-year-old girl, but I still "eat my heart".

at lunch time, I always rush to the canteen at a speed of 1 meters. One day, when I shouted: "Guandong cooking, milk tea, sausage, cream cake … I missed you so much!" " While eating, suddenly a hand patted me on the shoulder. "What's the matter? Didn't you see that I was busy? " As I stuffed sausage into my mouth, I asked, "Eat slowly and don't choke." I'm surprised that it turned out to be a teacher! From then on, the teacher also gave me the reputation of "little greedy cat"

With the growth of my age, my views and understanding of eating have also been sublimated. Because I love eating, I am more and more interested in Chinese food, and I show my hands from time to time, which makes everyone sit up and take notice.

I'm a glutton, which gives me a popular nickname-"Little greedy cat", and also makes me understand that I eat well, carefully and healthily!