2 Fried Egg Diary Compositions Everyone has written compositions in study, work and even life. Compositions require a complete chapter structure and must avoid compositions without endings.

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Fried Egg Diary Composition 1 One night a great idea popped up in my little head. Guess what great idea popped up in my little head.

Hey, hey, you can’t guess it, so let me tell you.

My good idea is to fry two eggs for my father and mother to eat. The reason is: it was not easy for my parents to bring me up and cook me countless delicacies, so I want to return a favor to them.

Two fried eggs for mom and dad.

I picked out two big and heavy ace eggs from the refrigerator.

I turned on the gas stove first, put on the pan, and poured a little salad oil.

When the oil was hot, I turned down the heat and tapped my big ace egg on the edge of the pot. The egg cracked a crack.

I put two fingers next to the crack and broke it hard. The egg yolk and egg white fell like earthworms and stuck to the bottom of the pot.

When the egg reached the bottom of the pot, its whole body was expanding and it kept making a plopping sound.

The egg white gradually turned white, surrounding the golden yolk, like many white clouds surrounding the golden sun.

I thought it was almost time to use a shovel to turn the eggs over, so I took a shovel and shoveled the eggs first. When the pan became non-stick, I turned the eggs over.

After turning over, sprinkle a little salt and press the eggs with a spatula, and then put the eggs into a bowl.

After cutting the eggs, because my parents were still sleeping, I woke them up and said, "Mom and dad are having breakfast!"

Dad and Mom said: OK.

They got up and staggered into the bathroom to brush their teeth and wash their faces.

After washing, I ate the fried eggs I made, and all said in unison: Awesome!

I was very happy after hearing this and said: I will fry eggs for you in the future.

Mom and Dad said: We are waiting!

Fried Egg Diary Composition 2 Yesterday, the teacher asked us to go back and fry eggs.

Now I'm so happy because I learned it a long time ago.

As soon as I got home, I ran into the kitchen. It was so simple, I would definitely succeed!

Dad was standing by to see how I fried it.

I started, first cleaned the pot, and then lit the fire, "beep, beep, boom", the fire was burning towards me.

I saw blue flames dancing. I turned on the range hood, and the curling smoke was washed away.

I put the oil in, and it exploded immediately. The oil was flying around, and it dared to hit me with a click.

It really hurts. Dad said: "Be careful." I carefully picked up the egg. There was a "pop" and the egg broke. I quickly opened the crack in the middle. With a "ding" the baby jumped in.

into the bowl.

I'll stir the eggs.

"Ta-ta", a crisp sound came into my ears.

I put the eggs into the pot and took a step back in a hurry, for fear that the oil would jump on me again.

The egg baby seems to be wearing a skirt and dancing.

There were constant popping sounds in the pot, and the eggs began to bubble. After a while, when the bubbles disappeared, I used a shovel to turn the eggs over. After a minute, the eggs were cooked.

I put it in a bowl and brought it to the table, and the aroma hit my nose.

I took a bite, ah, it’s so fragrant, so delicious, so delicious!

Because here are my own results.