1. Why did I learn to make omelets?

One morning on the weekend, my parents wanted to sleep in, so they asked me to make omelets for them.

first, I took out the most beautiful small pot in my house from the cupboard and put it on the induction cooker. I started to prepare the materials. I took out two earth eggs. There was a small bowl near the pot. I tapped it gently on the edge of the bowl and immediately saw the crack. I broke the eggs. At this time, the yolk and protein immediately flowed out, and I added one or two spoonfuls of flour and stirred it.

I added some ingredients, including white sugar and sesame seeds ... I took some oil from the cupboard and poured it into the pot. Then I pressed the switch of the induction cooker, and the pot immediately heated up. I only heard the sound of snapping, and a drop of oil flew to my hand. I shouted, "Mom," but my mother didn't hear me, so I didn't scream. I poured the ingredients of those omelets into the pot. I tasted some with chopsticks. It was sweet and delicious! I think: Mom and Dad will praise me for eating my breakfast! I really admire myself. 2. Why did I learn to make omelets?

I learned to make omelets.

One morning on the weekend, my parents wanted to sleep in, so they asked me to make omelets for them. First of all, I took out the most beautiful pot in my house from the cupboard and put it on the induction cooker. I started to prepare the materials. I took out two earth eggs. There was a small bowl near the pot. I tapped it gently on the edge of the bowl and immediately saw the crack. I broke the eggs. At this time, the yolk and protein immediately flowed out, and I added one or two spoonfuls of flour and stirred it. I added some ingredients, including white sugar and sesame seeds ...

I took some oil from the cupboard and poured it into the pot. Then I pressed the switch of the induction cooker, and the pot immediately heated up. I only heard the crackling sound, and a drop of oil flew to my hand. I shouted, "Mom," but my mother didn't hear me, so I didn't scream. I put the ingredients of those omelets into my hand.

I tasted a little with chopsticks. It was sweet and delicious!

I think: Mom and Dad will praise me for eating my breakfast! I really admire myself! 3. Topic I learned to fry eggs > > Write a composition

4 words. Everyone has his own skill. My skill is that I can fry fragrant and crisp eggs.

I learned this skill last week. A few days ago, I saw that my mother's fried eggs were not only golden in color, but also fragrant, crisp and delicious. I was envious.

so I also want to learn how to fry eggs. So I asked my mother how to fry eggs, and then I quickly began to learn how to fry eggs.

like my mother, I first heated the oil until it smoked, then broke the eggs and put them in the pot, only to see the oil splashing. Oh dear! A geothermal oil burst into my hand.

I quickly wiped the oil with my sleeves and rummaged around with a shovel. The oil stopped popping, but the eggs were broken. Alas! My beautiful eggs failed to fry. But I didn't lose heart, so I put on my gloves and started frying eggs again. This time, after I put the eggs in the pot, I put salt first and then carefully turned them over with a shovel, and I was not afraid of oil bumping on my gloves.

in a short time, I fried both sides of the egg into golden brown. I quickly shoveled out the eggs and tasted them. Wow! It's delicious on earth! After my mother tasted it, she also praised my craftsmanship. I was happier than eating honey, and I had an unspeakable taste! By frying eggs, I understand that as long as I work hard and think hard, I will be a great success! Students, do you like fried eggs? I, not only like fried eggs, but also I can make fried eggs myself! Today, I will tell you how I learned to fry eggs.

First, take out an egg, and wash the surface of the egg with clear water. The first time I washed the egg hard, I heard a bang, and the egg was broken. My mother told me, "When washing the egg, don't use too much force, because the skin of the egg is very thin and easy to break." The second time, I listened to my mother's words, gently washed the eggs, then put the frying pan on the gas stove, carefully turned on the fire, poured some oil into the pan after the pan was hot, and then cracked the eggs on the edge of the pan after the oil was hot, and poured the egg liquid into the hot oil pan. When frying the eggs in the pan, you can also sprinkle some favorite seasonings on the eggs according to your own taste and fry them for one or two minutes.

when I turned the egg upside down to fry the other side according to my mother's instructions, I accidentally spilled an oil point on my hand, and I felt a burning pain in my hand. I shouted, "I won't cook fried eggs, I won't cook fried eggs, and I will never eat fried eggs again." My mother told me: "Nothing is difficult in the world. If you put your mind to it, you will succeed. If you always retreat when you encounter difficulties, there will always be difficulties in front of you."

After listening to my mother's words, I said to her, "Mom, I must overcome the difficulties. A small fried egg can't beat me." Under the careful guidance of my mother, I finally made delicious fried eggs.

I am very happy to eat my own fried eggs with my mother. Students, we grow up day by day, whether at home or at school, we should let parents and teachers worry less about us, and we should learn all kinds of skills, not only to take care of ourselves, but also to take care of our parents when we grow up.

8 words "braised beef, fried pork with green pepper" wow! So many sumptuous meals really make people "drool over three thousands of feet". My mother is a good cook, and my neighbors all praise my mother for her delicious food.

one day, on a whim, I clamored for my mother to teach me how to cook. I tried my best to let my mother teach me, but my mother had to agree. My mother taught me to cook fried eggs.

when she finished frying eggs, I fried eggs with confidence. I first opened the refrigerator, took a big, fresh egg and put it by the pool. Then I took a freshly washed pot from the shelf, put it on the stove, turned on the fire, and poured oil into the pot at once, only to hear the oil spray out with a "click". I backed off again and again, which was really a bad start.

when my mother came into the kitchen, she said to me, "The water in the pot must be dry before you put the oil, or it will splash people." I nodded and said, "Be careful next time.

once born, twice cooked! Suddenly, the smoke went straight up from the pot with a "shout" and almost choked me. I remembered that I forgot to turn on the range hood and pressed the button, which was "gone". I thought the oil was probably hot. So, I picked up the egg from the pool and knocked at the table like my mother. When it didn't open, I used a little strength. Inadvertently, the egg white dripped down. I was relieved. But because I was in a hurry, I didn't know whether I wanted to be separated from my good friend or to enjoy the fun of "swimming". I sneaked down while people were unprepared. I quickly picked up the rice spoon and turned it over and over again, but the little thing just didn't listen to me. I couldn't let a mouse excrement spoil a pot of soup. I grabbed it with my hands regardless of the willy-nilly, and it hurt me so much that I was alive and kicking. Small bubbles appeared on the egg's protein. Small bubbles appeared on the egg's protein, like children's sweet smiling faces, and the original white protein was a little yellow. I estimated that it was ripe below, so I carefully tilted the bottom of the egg with a spatula and suddenly turned it over. After a while, the egg was yellow, so I put the egg into the plate. Watch. I can't wait to take a bite. Although it's a little burnt, my heart is sweeter than honey. Today, I fried an egg, which is just like the old saying, "It's easy to see flowers, but difficult to embroider." I was tired after frying an egg, and how much sweat my mother hid behind the big fish and meat on the dining table. You know, our happy life today depends on those hardworking people who used their hands to create such a beautiful Sunday morning today. I opened the refrigerator door and saw that it was empty and there were only a few eggs. What should I do? I made up my mind to fry the eggs myself once. First, I put on my apron, then poured the oil into the pot. I sneezed carelessly, and the pot was full of my saliva. I was so anxious that I took out the eggs with my hands. I didn't expect to burn my hands and couldn't help crying.

after a while, my hand didn't hurt so much. 4. I learned to write 5 words on omelet < P > I am a curious child. I am eager to try even the housework like cooking. Once, it was because of my curiosity that I wasted an egg and a lot of flour.

It was a Saturday morning. I slept in. As soon as I woke up, my stomach growled impatiently. "I'm so hungry," I cried. Mom saw it and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat?" I said, "Well, spread an omelet."

the booth has started. I saw that my mother first took out the egg and gently knocked it, and the yolk and egg white slid into the bowl as smoothly as sitting on a slide. Then, my mother put some flour and seasoning into the bowl, stirred it evenly and spread it out. After a while, there was a burst of fragrance in the kitchen. I looked into the kitchen. Wow! A golden, soft and steaming omelet is out of the pot! How tempting!

I couldn't help admiring my mother's stall so well. I had to stall one myself, but my mother couldn't tell me and finally agreed.

I excitedly took out my eggs and knocked them into the bowl, which was quite good! I got carried away, and without thinking, I dug a big cup of flour and poured it into the bowl. Oh, there is so much flour that it almost overflows the bowl. I had no choice but to put back some wet flour while my mother was not paying attention, thinking: let's do this first, it can still be used anyway. Then, I put salt in the bowl. How much should I put? Oh, forget it, just put some. Thinking about it, I squeezed a handful of salt from the salt pot and sprinkled it into the bowl. Then I heated the pan, turned the fire to the maximum, stirred the eggs and flour evenly, and poured them into the pan together. After a while, I suddenly smelled a burnt smell. Ah! One side of the omelet is burnt! I was in a hurry. I hastily picked up a shovel and turned the omelet over. But when I was in a hurry, my hand shook and the omelet was broken by me. But whatever, it's finally turned over. In a short time, I put them on the plate, picked up chopsticks and put them in a piece to taste. "Oh, my God! This is too salty! "

I am very happy when I look at these unattractive "masterpieces". I looked at them, although I knew their fate was to be thrown away, but I was not sad. Because my mother comforted me and said, "everything is difficult at the beginning. Although you didn't spread it well this time, you also learned a lot from it." Yes, I not only realized the fun of cooking, but also learned that everything should be done with heart. 5. I learned how to write fried eggs in 4 words

I experienced many things in the process of growing up.

most of them have been forgotten, but one thing is deeply imprinted in my mind, because it has given me a revelation: nothing is difficult in the world, only if you set your mind on it. It was noon on a Sunday, and my mother was not at home on business, so she asked me to cook by myself. I agreed without thinking.

I cooked the meal without blowing off dust. But what should I do with the food? I thought hard, and finally I decided to fry poached eggs, because frying poached eggs is the easiest.

but what should I do? So I searched online. I finally got the general idea: first add seasoning oil and salt, then add eggs, and finally stir fry, and you're done.

so, I started to do it. I dressed myself as a chef first, then cleaned the pot, and then put down the right amount of oil and salt according to the instructions.

I saw them tame in the pot, but they drove slowly. I wanted them to drive quickly, so I stir-fried them a few times, which made a hornet's nest.

oil splashed everywhere, and my arms were red. I panicked, so I quickly broke the egg and threw it into the pot, so the oil didn't spill.

So I struck the iron while it was hot, quickly stirred it for a few times, and then put the lid on it until the eggs were cooked. Finally, I opened the lid and looked, ah, it was all burnt! ! ! I wanted to give up, but then I suddenly remembered what my mother often said to me: nothing is difficult in the world, and nothing is impossible to a willing mind.

so I searched the internet for reasons. After some searching, I found that the fire was too big.

so I decided to cook poached eggs again. I followed the steps carefully. Of course, I turned down the fire this time.

This fried poached egg is full of color, fragrance and taste. Through this incident, I not only learned to fry poached eggs, but also got the enlightenment: nothing is difficult in the world, I am afraid that there is a will. 6. composition I learned to fry eggs

[composition I learned to fry eggs] Every time I watched my mother fry eggs, it was so easy and simple that I learned to fry eggs.

Eggs are also very nutritious. In the morning, an egg and a glass of milk can be used for breakfast. I also want to try to cook it myself. While my mother was not at home, I started to do it. I put on my mother's apron and looked great! Oh, what a housewife! I'm not tall, so I can only stand on the stool. Here we go. I take out an egg, tap it gently on the edge of the bowl, and the yolk and egg whites will flow into the bowl, then put a little salt, chopped green onion and chicken essence in it, then turn on the gas, fire, put some oil in the pot when it is hot, and then pour the egg into the pot when smoke comes out. I almost fell off the stool with a bang.

after a while, the eggs began to bubble. Do you want to play with your brain with an iridium spoon? Any duck can blow neon, so why not? Why do you insist on raising money? Why don't you poke and play? Alcohol? Afraid? ldquo； It doesn't matter, I'll teach you how to make it. Under the guidance of my mother, I made delicious eggs. I gulped down my successes and failures, not to mention how beautiful I was.

Failure is the mother of success. That's what I did. I made an egg like that. Grade 4, Chicheng No.4 Primary School, Tiantai County, Taizhou, Zhejiang Province: Xu Yuhan. 7. composition I learned how to write 3 words for fried eggs

On Sunday, my parents were not at home.

at noon, my stomach began to protest, too. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I took some eggs from the refrigerator and prepared to fry them. I have seen my mother fry poached eggs before, so I know a little about it.

After the oil is drained, when the oil starts to boil, knock a crack on the egg, aim at the bottom of the pot with two thumbs, and tear open the eggshell. Only a hiss is heard, and Huang Chengcheng's yolk goes down, and those proteins suddenly appear.