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 think my stomach can still be 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 is delicious beyond words. People who like durian can't stop eating durian. Durian is valuable and delicious. Durian has a hard shell, but the inside is extremely soft. The shell is a protective cover for the fruit.
What I hate most is bitter gourd, but the value of bitter gourd is very high, and it can also 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 hate eating bitter gourd very much. However, our parents insisted that we eat, which made us all complain. But my parents let us eat it without any experience, and said that bitter gourd is very nutritious. Ask carefully
It's "gourmet" dad, not me.
I have the idea of eating food, and it is said 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 to eat 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 "eating everywhere with a big mouth". I eat everything I can, all the lakes and seas, all the mountains and rivers, so that all the beauty in the world is in my stomach and 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. When we reach this level, 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.
Never seen, never heard of, eat when you meet, chew when you meet, there is nothing you dare not eat. What a heroic thing 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 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 play with yourself and let the opportunity slip through your mouth, which is more uncomfortable and helpless than being hungry.
No matter what you eat, no matter how disgusting you are, you dare to chew hard. 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, you can laugh heartily, be full of energy, laugh when you suffer losses, and laugh when you are wronged, regardless of delicacies and coarse chaff of brown rice. Failures and setbacks will come, but smile, so as not to affect your appetite and prevent you from preparing for the next success.
However, this smile is not a fake smile, let alone a whining smile, but a cheerful smile, just like, just like finally paying off the debt, taking a long breath and smiling.
Laugh before you think. Don't make the same mistake again and again.
If you can smile with roots in your mouth, 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. How to eat, what kind of life. 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 sunny that 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 cry! What impressed me 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, always on the alert 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 magnificent. I occasionally look up at us uninvited guests and disturb its leisure. My eyes are very unfriendly, as if to say, "It's too noisy for you to come to this 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 great. They didn't even look at us when we came, and they ignored us.
Next, we went to the grassland area, where I have never seen antelopes, bison, dromedaries and bactrians. I really don't understand why there are dromedaries and bactrians. I think I will understand when I grow up.
We came to the amphibian pavilion, which was very scary. There are pythons, Brazilian tortoises, crocodiles and tree frogs.
Usually, these animals can only be seen on TV and in books. 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 won't hurt us.
Finally, we went to "Deer Garden", 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 will let me stay at home alone every weekend, but my grandmother will stay at home with me.
But this weekend is different. Grandma went to Nanning, and I was alone 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 I will 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 I eat like this, will I still get stomach trouble from hunger? 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 shopping in the supermarket with the 20 yuan money my mother gave me this morning.
The first time I went out shopping alone, I was a little excited.
I chose from left to right in the supermarket, and finally I bought a bag of instant noodles, a bag of chocolate and a bag of Wangzai toffee.
After returning home, I learned the way my mother cooks. 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."
"
It was my mother's birthday and many guests were coming home. Coupled with parents working outside, the home is 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 the most embarrassing thing for my mother, so I will wipe the floor first.
I wiped it hard, and it was spotless from the inside out, so that I could show my figure in the sun.
The kitchen floor is even worse, with a layer of greasy stains that can't be erased.
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, it swept out a lot of dust. This is a good method.
The floor has been laid, 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.
This home is clean and beautiful.
Mom, dad and the guests are home. Mom, dad saw how clean the house was and immediately understood.
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 it were smeared on the sky with endless colors, 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, just like the night sky outside-dark and like a mess, the more tangled and complicated it is.
"Inspiration is coming, why don't you 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 am not sure about 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 breeze and the occasional barking of a dog or two.
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, have you ever seen that little dog playing with children?" I saw this photo 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 jump 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, there is 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.
Therefore, I am tired of reading and afraid of remembering now, but the fact is that the more tired I am, the worse my grades are, and now I am more afraid of English.
My father saw my weakness at once. Alas, it turned out that my father knew me.
But dad, you should understand, how can I be worse than these little animals? No, I will not. As long as I study 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 came to the corner under the light. I took a deep breath and shouted at my father's back, "Wait for me …" It was the first time that 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 strode to my father with brisk steps ... Standing at the corner, I already had the answer in my heart. Turn a corner, there must be a view there.
Yes, after that corner, my world is no longer dead. There, I saw my piece of qingqing grasslands-green grass, green trees and red flowers. ...
The childhood of eating watermelon with foodies is beautiful and happy.
Childhood is like a poem, which contains endless charm; Childhood is like a kaleidoscope with endless mysteries. Childhood is like the stars in the sky, shining, which makes people daydream infinitely. Childhood is like a shell on the beach, rich and varied; It's so attractive to pick any one.
There is one thing that makes me want to laugh when I think of it.
It was midsummer when I was three years old. The sun scorched the earth, and there was no wind. The flowers and plants were so hot that they fell asleep, and the dog stuck out its tongue and gasped.
"It's hot! Come and have some watermelon to relieve the heat! " Dad said as he brought the cut watermelon.
Grandma, mom and I hurried over to eat cold and sweet watermelon.
Because it is a small seed watermelon, it is very troublesome to spit seeds, so I swallowed it together.
Eating and eating, an interesting question suddenly popped up in my mind: I heard adults say that watermelon is planted, and the seed is the "black baby" of watermelon. When planted in the ground, they will germinate and grow big watermelons with green skins and red flesh. I ate watermelon seeds and planted 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 came 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, the nutrients will be digested and the rest will be excreted, so that you won't grow a big watermelon and burst your stomach. "
"I listened to it, and it suddenly dawned on me that I was no longer worried about my stomach bursting, so I began to eat watermelon in a big way.
Whenever I eat watermelon in summer, I think of this ridiculous thing, and I can't help laughing at my childishness.
Composition about love, 350 words, 1, "But how much love the grass has, I get three rays of spring". Whenever I read Meng Jiao's ancient poem "Wanderer", 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 was raining, and my mother gave me an umbrella in the rain.
I remember once, I had a cold and 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 should go home as soon as possible, cook for me and do housework late.
It is precisely because of this that I am among the best in my class.
I'm really glad 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! " As soon as I heard this, I was shocked I got dressed quickly and got up for dinner ten times faster than usual.
It was only 7 o'clock when I got everything ready and heard my mother's laughter! 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 strict and kind, friends' love is pure, and relatives' love is sincere ... However, what impressed me most is 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 changed. 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 rained 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 can't bear to feel distressed when I watch my mother panting on the bike. "Mom, how did you get wet?" The only answer was a sigh, and my nose hurt.
At this moment, I remembered the poem in my heart: the thread in a loving mother's hand makes clothes for her wayward son's body ... maternal love is great and selfless.
Dad is a loving father. Every few days at home, he will receive messages of encouragement and care from his father.
Whenever I see these short messages, I can't help crying, because every word reveals my father's love and yearning for me. He works outside so that I can have a good study environment and receive the best education.
In my heart, my father 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.
Parental love is like air, not only invisible but also intangible.
However, I feel their presence all the time.
I am deeply proud of having such parents! 3. Love lies in the subtleties. When I was a child, my parents had no time to take care of me, so they left me at my grandparents' house.
My grandparents take care of me as the apple of their eye.
But as time goes by, I hate my nagging grandmother more and more.
Grandma often talks about 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 not delicious or if I had a bad appetite ... You say, how can I stand it? So I always look at my grandmother in disgust, and my relationship with her is getting worse and worse. Finally, I saw each other and went around.
And all this, grandpa can see in his eyes, but he always complains about grandma's verbosity.
but ...
One day, something happened that made me feel very guilty.
I remember that time, grandpa had something to do and asked grandma to send me to school.
Along the way, grandma and I didn't talk.
Time is fast, and I will cross the road to school soon.
Unfortunately, the traffic lights were being repaired that day, and the car flew past me without any intention of slowing down.
I'm afraid to stick out my feet. 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 amazing, and I suddenly feel a warm current flowing all over my body.
I looked up, ah, it was grandma! I was shocked when I looked at grandma's weather-beaten face again. I don't know when the wrinkles on grandma's face increased a lot, and the hair on her temples turned golden 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.
You can choose two things from these articles and write them together. If the word is long, you can shrink it.
At the beginning of the food travel composition, food is the most important thing for 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 cooking, mom's snacks, grandma's brown sugar and eggs, and grandma's best cake.
All these delicious foods add a bit of color to my childhood, which makes me more energetic and yearning for life.
Every day after school, students will rush out of school with a little excitement. After leaving school, students will hold their own opinions and go their own way.
Some students will wander outside the campus, others will disappear unnoticed, and I will hurry home as usual.
When I get to 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 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 makes me feel refreshed.
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".
Besides, I will go to every place and eat my favorite snacks without wasting any time.
Things like "Ferrero Rosa, Jianda Chocolate, Chicken Pie, No pains ..." are all my favorite snacks.
I eat when I am reading, watching TV and traveling, and I 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 and look around. I can't wait to rummage around the house and find my favorite snack.
Sometimes if you really can't find it, you can only make a cup of coffee to solve your 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 the time when grandma came to Chenzhou every time. 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 washed eggs with brown sugar, which contains grandma's deep love for me, is as sweet as washed eggs with brown sugar. I will eat it seriously and lick my mouth.
Grandma will watch me eat. After 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, this sweetness is still flowing in my heart.
Grandma hasn't eaten her cake for a long time. She is still busy taking care of her three three-year-old brothers and sisters. She simply can't afford the time or luxury to do it.
"Bang, bang, bang ..." Every time my grandmother 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 her 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 not only as simple as eating to fill your stomach, but also 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 it can drive you crazy, too In a word, it will never be clear. ...
Write an article about how big the world is, and I want to see it. A concise resignation letter from God, a female university teacher, just flowed out on the Internet. The letter said: "The world is very big, I want to see it", which fooled many people and made 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 "reading thousands of books is better than taking Wan Li Road". We have new technology and new environment, so there is no reason not to see the world.
People don't live in this world simply to survive and reproduce. Survival is only one aspect and the foundation.
But more importantly, * * * wants to be happy.
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 a word.
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 go of your heart and let it fly freely.
God 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 close themselves up. The outside world is rich and 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 over five thousand years is not as good as others' absorption and integration over hundreds of years? It is not that our civilization is not enough, but that a culture without foresight 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. You really have the determination to listen to the world.
You may be just an ordinary civilian, but you are really determined to travel around the world and then recall it in your later years.
No matter how big the world is, there is always a reason to leave, and there is always a determination to let you see clearly.
The weather is getting colder.
An exciting eardrum: We will go to Fule Mountain to enjoy chrysanthemums in winter! The day of hope finally arrived, 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 party 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, 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, and the scenery is different, which not only has the luxury of royal gardens, but also has the interest of returning to the original natural landscape.
Suddenly, I feel that there are many smells different from the outside world: there is no noise here, 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 favored among flowers, but that this flower has no flowers", which is to describe chrysanthemums in Fule Mountain.
As soon as I saw my favorite chrysanthemum, I couldn'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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