I often think that the word "taste" is wonderful, with taste and feeling, and then it blends together.

With taste, you have feelings.

It can also be said that taste is a part of memory in the brain and a reminder of affection.

Just as we remember mom's curry rice, grandma's kiss fish and amaranth soup, or the beancurd shop at the corner of the middle school gate that we had to pass every day for three years, and the most famous four-fruit ice beside the park.

what is the sense of taste that belongs to the family?

The fragrance wafting from the kitchen to the study and living room and the back of my mother are irreplaceable warmth.

I used to live at home every day, always wondering what the so-called home cooking was really attractive. Even simple dumplings, beat an egg with clear soup and pour in half a can of sweet corn. Mother's taste can never be imitated, even the steamed dumplings carefully kneaded by the chef in that famous restaurant on the 35th floor.

After class, in the early dark winter, as soon as I get home, I can get into the steaming kitchen to keep warm, and then I can eat it in a small bowl filled with leek dumplings that have just been cooked.

While breathing, I was deeply afraid that thieves would come and grab a bite of full jiaozi with a burning mouth. Shouting hot hot hot at the same time, I followed my mother's figure from the kitchen to the dining room, talking like a follower about how my classmates and teachers are today. I hate to have a quiz tomorrow, and I will have a test next week ...

My mother always groans, and she doesn't forget to look after the crackling fish frying in the pan, and a pot of thick soup is rolling on the stove next door.

Before I finished eating a bowl of jiaozi, my mother called me to the dining table, sat down to enjoy the milkfish I just bought, and did not forget to put the most delicious piece of belly in front of me.

Every time I am full, I will tell my mother that the fish in my stomach is swimming in thick soup now, as if a jiaozi had just slipped past the fish.

when I was at school, I knew that summer was coming when I heard the instructor announce that "I will change my skirt next week".

When summer comes, I can eat cold tofu and cold noodles.

Mom is always used to making cold noodles and mixing the sauce herself. I often find my mother busy in the kitchen when I get up in the morning, hoping to cook the noodles before it really gets hot.

as soon as I get home, I go straight to the refrigerator, dig out the extremely elastic noodles that are completely frozen, then dig out sesame sauce, vinegar and sesame oil in the cupboard, add a little water and a little spicy oil, and mix well in a bowl, which is a bowl of delicious cold noodles for cooling summer.

Then I watched my mother cut chopped green onion and sliced cucumber, then took out tofu and put it on a plate. Sometimes I added my own pickled kimchi, poured a little soy sauce and peeled a preserved egg, which was a cold side dish.

When you look in the refrigerator after eating, you will often see orange jade watermelons that have been cut early, or mangoes with a faint sour and sweet aroma.

I know I'm lucky. I can enjoy my mother's cooking at home, and I don't need to spend money outside to buy love that businessmen can never make. Composition

Praise my good mother "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure ..." You must know this song! My mother has a pair of bright eyes and curly red hair. When she smiles, she shows her white teeth.

My mother is very kind to me! She thinks of me everywhere in life and gives me a lot of help in my studies.

Mom is very hardworking. She is busy from morning till night. There are too many things in the shop and too many things at home.

Usually, my mother cooks. I have to wash clothes and help me study during the break. Do you think my mother is tired? Once, my mother asked me to clean the room, and I soon forgot.

in the end, my mother helped me clean the room.

another time, I met a math problem that I couldn't do.

I figured it out, and it was almost 9: 3, so I was even more anxious, because I was on duty the next day. At this time, my mother came and patiently told me this question.

after listening to my mother's explanation, I finished my homework quickly.

Dear Mom, you have given too much. I thank you from the bottom of my heart! In the years to come, I will cherish the wonderful time of studying now, study hard, make progress every day and repay your kindness to me with excellent results! The composition

My mother's food feelings

I often feel that the word "taste" is wonderful, with taste and feeling, and then it is merged.

With taste, you have feelings. It can also be said that taste is a part of memory in your mind and a reminder of affection.

Just as we remember mom's curry rice, grandma's kiss fish and amaranth soup, or the beancurd shop at the corner of the middle school gate that we had to pass every day for three years, and the most famous four-fruit ice beside the park.

what is the sense of taste that belongs to the family? The fragrance floating from the kitchen to the study and living room and the back of my mother are irreplaceable warmth.

I used to live at home every day, always wondering what the so-called home cooking was really attractive.

even simple dumplings, beat an egg with clear soup and pour in half a can of sweet corn.

Mom's taste can never be imitated, even the steamed dumplings carefully kneaded by the chef in that famous restaurant on the 35th floor.

After class, in the early dark winter, as soon as I get home, I can get into the steaming kitchen to keep warm, and then I can eat it in a small bowl filled with leek dumplings that have just been cooked.

While breathing, I was deeply afraid that thieves would come and grab a bite of full jiaozi with a burning mouth.

While shouting hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot cold hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot.

Before I finished eating a bowl of jiaozi, my mother called me to the dining table, sat down to enjoy the milkfish I just bought, and did not forget to put the most delicious piece of belly in front of me.

Every time I am full, I will tell my mother that the fish in my stomach is swimming in thick soup now, as if a jiaozi had just slipped past the fish.

when I was at school, I knew that summer was coming when I heard the instructor announce that "I will change my skirt next week".

When summer comes, I can eat cold tofu and cold noodles.

Mom is always used to making cold noodles and mixing the sauce herself.

I often find my mother busy in the kitchen when I get up in the morning, hoping to cook the noodles before it really gets hot.

as soon as I get home, I go straight to the refrigerator, dig out the extremely elastic noodles that are completely frozen, then dig out sesame sauce, vinegar and sesame oil in the cupboard, add a little water and a little spicy oil, and mix well in a bowl, which is a bowl of delicious cold noodles for cooling summer.

Then I watched my mother cut chopped green onion and sliced cucumber, then took out tofu and put it on a plate. Sometimes I added my own pickled kimchi, poured a little soy sauce and peeled a preserved egg, which was a cold side dish.

When you look in the refrigerator after eating, you will often see orange jade watermelons that have been cut early, or mangoes with a faint sour and sweet aroma.

I know I'm lucky. I can enjoy my mother's cooking at home, and I don't need to spend money outside to buy love that businessmen can never make.

...

This evening, when my mother was cleaning the sofa, she found a lot of rubbish behind the sofa and asked me, "Who threw this rubbish today?" I hesitated, not wanting to tell the truth.

but under my mother's repeated questioning, I told it.

"The other day, I wanted to drink a bottle of yogurt, which tastes sour and sweet.

when I finished drinking yogurt, I was sad, because I didn't want to go to the kitchen and throw yogurt into the trash.

I thought about it, and finally I came up with a solution.

It turns out that there is a distance of about three centimeters between the sofa and the wall. I had a brainwave and thought: It's not bad to throw garbage here. Mom shouldn't find it.

"After listening to my words, my mother flew into a rage and stared at me with those cold and heartless eyes, which made my heart jump.

at this time, my mother swept out some eggs and half a baked wheat cake .........................................................................................................................................................

at this moment, my mother pulled me up and pushed me out of the door, making me regret my behavior.

I hung my head and felt humiliated.

My neighbor was surprised to see me standing there and asked me if I didn't have my key.

I replied in a low voice, "No, my mother is at home.

"She knocked on the door, and my mother ran to open the door. When I stood there, I knew what was going on.

"What do you want the children to stand outside for? What if they are frozen?" Mom said rudely, "Just let her stand.

"The neighbor asked his mother for details and said," It's really wrong for you to do this. Those children in poor mountainous areas can buy an egg ... Tonight, when my mother was cleaning the sofa, she found a lot of garbage behind the sofa and asked me, "Who threw this garbage today?" I hesitated, not wanting to tell the truth.

but under my mother's repeated questioning, I told it.

"The other day, I wanted to drink a bottle of yogurt, which tastes sour and sweet.

when I finished drinking yogurt, I was sad, because I didn't want to go to the kitchen and throw yogurt into the trash.

I thought about it, and finally I came up with a solution.

It turns out that there is a distance of about three centimeters between the sofa and the wall. I had a brainwave and thought: It's not bad to throw garbage here. Mom shouldn't find it.

"After listening to my words, my mother flew into a rage and stared at me with those cold and heartless eyes, which made my heart jump.

at this time, my mother swept out some eggs and half a baked wheat cake .........................................................................................................................................................

at this moment, my mother pulled me up and pushed me out of the door, making me regret my behavior.

I hung my head and felt humiliated.

My neighbor was surprised to see me standing there and asked me if I didn't have my key.

I replied in a low voice, "No, my mother is at home.

"She knocked on the door, and my mother ran to open the door. When I stood there, I knew what was going on.

"What do you want the children to stand outside for? What if they are frozen?" Mom said rudely, "Just let her stand.

"After the neighbor learned the details from his mother, he said," It's really wrong for you to do this. It's good enough for those children in poor mountainous areas to buy an egg. How can you waste it? " I listened to my neighbor's accusation and felt ashamed. Tears ran down my nose to my chin.

for many years, I have always regarded not wasting food as a trivial matter, but it is these trivial things that make people cherish the time like water.

mom, I'm sorry! "Parents' Food" composition 3 words (Hengshui, Hebei)

It's good to grow up. The sun and the moon fly, and time flies. In a blink of an eye, I became a 12-year-old boy.

When I recall that I was born to a toddler, from babbling to swimming in the ocean of knowledge with my classmates, every step of my growth was without my parents' hard work and sweat. It was so good to grow up that I learned to understand my parents' love.

I remember that I was a veritable "shopaholic" in my childhood, with toys piled all over the house, and my stomach was like a bottomless abyss, clamoring for going to the supermarket all day.

Just after dinner, I pretended to beg my kind mother feebly. Knowing that it would cost one or two hundred yuan for a trip, my mother's heart ached like a knife, and she couldn't wait to make more money for me, a little fairy.

When I came back from school one night, my stomach was growling again. I suddenly opened the refrigerator, and it was empty. I couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food. I went to my mother and gave her a clever back rub and leg pinch. After I served her well, I went straight to the point. My mother listened to my earnest advice and reasoned with me, but I didn't listen to a word. When I used my unique skill, my mother relented.

When I arrived at the supermarket, I was dazzled by the fresh goods, and my hands were itching, and I opened my bow from side to side. Soon, ham and sausage, instant noodles, Kebick, coke … all ran into the shopping box. Finally, when I saw the box full of food being put on the checkout counter, my mother was anxious like an ant on hot bricks, but I was elated.

During the summer vacation, I asked my mother to take me on a trip to Beijing. During the trip, I listened to the adults carefully counting money, which broke my heart. When I grew up, I gradually learned to be considerate of my parents. Since I saw my mother's hard work, I have deepened my filial piety to her.

My mother worked overtime every day when she came back from Beijing.

once I pretended to do my homework to see what my mother was busy with.

When I got to the office, I saw my sweaty mother sitting among a large group of staff around her, busy changing several pairs. Seeing this scene, my eyes were hazy.

My mother got up in the morning and went to bed to make breakfast and do housework for us. I seized the opportunity to take an action to repay my mother's kindness.

that morning, I got up in the dark with my mother, secretly hid outside the door, learned to cook noodles with her, and wanted to make breakfast for my parents.

I saw that she slowly fried some breakfast and began to cook noodles, boiling water with soy sauce, all of which were familiar to her.

Breakfast will be ready soon. I hurried back to my room, pretending nothing happened and waiting for tomorrow.

The next day, I got up early for the first time, sneaked into my parents' room carefully, turned off the alarm clock gently, and started to take action.

I went to the kitchen, put on "work clothes" like my mother did, and put the bread into the freshly boiling water "Pew ……" The bread dispersed softly, and all the soy sauce and ingredients were poured into the noodles. Soon, a bowl of delicious noodles came out of the pot.

I woke up my parents mysteriously, and my mother jumped up in a hurry and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

As soon as she opened the door, three bowls of hot noodles were placed on the table. She couldn't help jumping out of her mouth: "You are grown up and sensible.

"People see their parents at first sight when they are born, and the first call is" Mom and Dad ".Let's remember the love given by our parents and repay them well! Write a composition about food!

gourmet as the saying goes in kung pao chicken, "food is the most important thing for the people.

"In China, almost every place has its own specialties.

Beijing roast duck, Suzhou dried bean curd, etc.

but I have a soft spot for kung pao chicken.