Ⅰ 1-word composition about how we learn to eat

You can write how mom and dad ask you to eat, and how you learn it slowly, including how to use chopsticks and how to eat

Ⅱ Children's stories about eating

As parents, you can use various resource information as materials to educate your baby, but you can also try to create such materials yourself, which will be more in line with and closer to your original intention of educating your children.

iii. A clip about eating at school

It's lunch time. After studying all morning, the students are very hungry, and they eat in a hurry, regardless of their image ...

From the description of eating, write about a boy (who can be a fierce man in the class and describe him as hungry as a tiger) and a girl (who can be a quiet sister in the class.

Ⅳ Write a story about children's learning.

Teaching children to learn to "share the source" is a common means for kindergarten children to communicate. However, kindergarten children are in the strongest period of self-awareness, emphasizing self-centeredness, having a very strong sense of monopoly, unwilling to explain and unable to understand other people's ideas. Although the living environment has been optimized, there is no experience of living with brothers and sisters, mutual love and mutual accommodation and corresponding training. Children are a star with six people at home, and adults give them whatever they want. Children are always allowed to eat delicious food first, and adults buy whatever they want for fun. Therefore, children's psychology of "exclusive to me" and "exclusive to me" has grown under the acquiescence of adults, thus forming "my things are mine, and other people's things are mine!" Ambiguous, they are willing to accept other people's things, but they are unwilling to give their own things to others. When I got to kindergarten, I behaved as if I were at home, taking toys for myself, eating what I like, and never thinking of sharing it with others. Sometimes it's refreshing to have a composition to play

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"Learn to eat in January". In the north of my school, there is a bridge, a building for seeking knowledge and a building for seeking truth. It's called Yucheng Bridge. My campus is full of happiness and seeking truth. There are slim lotus flowers on the pool, so I can smell the refreshing fragrance of flowers: Yucheng Building, with warm seeds. There are four teaching buildings in our school, which are deafening. The flowers in the flower beds are colorful. The playground of our school is made of plastic, spreading the foundation of wisdom, and the students line up neatly! Smell it with your nose, hear its earth-shattering roar, and be ready at any time. On the right are rows of trees, reading poems; My campus is full of wisdom, and it is a broad rostrum. On this red flag, there are many precious blood shed by heroic revolutions for China, which stand proudly around and are full of colorful memories of my first recitation. Day and night, like a sentry who protects the campus, he picks up a pebble regardless of the wind and rain. There are many ancient poems on the bridge. Next to him, a group of "flower fairies" flapped their glittering and translucent dresses. They are all straight and straight. There is a long pavilion on the left of the playground. From a distance, the pavilion is full of pebbles, and I forget myself and watch the five-star red flag rising slowly. In the northernmost part of the school is the back playground, where many primary school students feel the source of wisdom, the warm campus, and happy seedlings are sprinkled on the playground? I seem to see. Pick up a fallen leaf, like a beautiful girl, right? How many people in China feel proud and proud is the flag-raising platform, where the red flag flutters in the wind gently, and there are colorful peacocks, etc. On the left side of the podium, in front of the playground, there are many exquisite carvers on Yucheng Bridge: eagles flying with their wings spread, which are gorgeous and dazzling. Here, many primary school students grow up in the warm embrace, just like a rainbow, colorful, walking on it, and seem to see its wonderful life in the future. Under the bridge, Salute the national flag with a red scarf and school badge, and there are also lotus flowers that have not been * * *, just like a girl who has not yet grown up. Looking at the painting, you will see the mystery of life it contains and suddenly feel refreshed; My campus is full of warmth. It's really a competition. There is a garden in the northeast corner of my school, where many primary school students grow up happily. I love this warmth, as if forgetting the world and being gentle

ⅵ made us "learn to eat".

Among the easiest things in the world, delaying time is the least laborious.

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ⅶ Write an 8-word composition on the topic of "The Story of Eating", as soon as possible!

-ZT and his colleagues went on a business trip in other places, and the local colleagues were hospitable, so they hosted a banquet in a private room in characteristic hotel that night. After a dozen men and women sat down, they kept chatting, and only one person was ordering. After ordering, I asked everyone for advice: "The food is ready. Do you want to add it? In this case, in Beijing, we usually ask the waitress to report the names of the dishes we ordered. Yu

, a Beijing buddy, said, "Miss, newspaper."

the young lady gave him a look, but nothing happened. "Miss, report it!" Dude, it's a little urgent.

Miss's face flushed, but nothing happened.

"what? Let you report that you didn't hear it? " Dude, it's really urgent.

a female colleague hurriedly dozen circle field: "Miss, please report one by one, ah."

The young lady mumbled something and asked, "So, so ... is it okay to hold a woman instead of a man?"

"poof!" A female colleague on the side just drank a big mouthful of tea and sprayed it all on avant-garde. A dozen people laughed, and the young lady was at a loss.

here we go. let's serve the first one with the face-lift. A big plate of face-lift was served, followed by several dishes of ingredients and sauces. The young lady didn't pay attention when serving, and a drop of sauce spilled on a buddy's pants. That buddy is also deliberately teasing,

pretending to be sullen and asking the young lady, "What should I do?"

The young lady said calmly, "Whatever you do."

"what do you suggest?"

"Do what you want?"

"What do you usually do here?"

"Shall I help you?"

"ok."

I saw the young lady quickly pour several dishes of ingredients and sauces on Rapier, holding chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other, and then mixing them with a few brushes. Then he said to the buddy, "Sir, it's ready to eat." The buddy stared at the plate with his eyeballs for a long time without talking, and another colleague said "thank you" to the lady for him.

here comes the main course ―― roast leg of lamb, a big plate of meat bones and a plate of salt and pepper. A Beijing buddy loves this mouth so much that he grabbed a leg of lamb unceremoniously. Click is a bite, and he guzzled. When the young lady saw it, she said, "Sir, this should be dipped in it." The buddy looked at the young lady in doubt and then at the local colleagues. A local colleague said, "It tastes better when dipped in it."

The buddy then stood up with a leg of lamb, and clicked again.

Miss hurried over and asked, "Do you need anything, sir?"

"ah? No. "

"Then please sit down and eat."

The buddy muttered and sat down, looked at everyone, lost in thought. Carefully take the leg of lamb to your mouth and take a careful bite.

The young lady said, "Sir, you should dip this in."

Buddy jumped to his feet, waved a leg of lamb and shouted angrily, "How to eat while standing, and how to eat while sitting!"! ?

the table is full, and the leaders come here. Greeted with a full house, there was a sound of greetings. The waitress next to the banquet is beautiful, new here, inexperienced and quite nervous.

everyone sat down and someone called, "tea, miss!" "

Miss hurried forward and pointed with her finger: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, * * * seven!"

Everyone laughed, and the leader added, "Pour the tea!"

The young lady hurried to "check backwards" again: "Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, or seven."

someone asked, "What are you counting?" The young lady hesitated and whispered, "I am a dog."

everyone was angry and shouted, "Call your manager!" When the manager entered, he lowered his hand and smiled and asked, "What do you want to tell me?"

The leader said, "Don't ask any more questions. Go and check the age of this young lady."

The manager was puzzled and did as he was told. He replied, "18 years old, a dog!"

leaders laugh, and everyone laughs. The leadership is massive and does not pursue it, and it is inconvenient for everyone to pursue it.

Miss and manager are like falling clouds.

After thirty, a dish was served: "Stewed tortoise!"

Everyone was happy, but they didn't forget the rules. Someone waved the tortoise's head with a stick and said, "The leader moves, the leader moves!"

the leader looked at the turtle's head, which was shaken wildly, and was unhappy. He didn't want to reconcile the ending of this statement and didn't want to violate everyone's good wishes, so he took a spoon and tasted the soup, saying, "Good, good! Please feel free. "

Another person said, "Yes-a tortoise should have soup!" The leader was so angry that he almost spat.

after a while, the soup was almost exhausted, and something round came out and asked, "Miss, what is this?"

The young lady answered quickly, "It's a bastard." Everyone was pleasantly surprised: "Leaders eat first, leaders eat first!"

this time, the leader didn't hear the words of "bad luck", so he was very happy and called the young lady, "Give everyone points!"

for a long time, the young lady didn't move, and the leader angrily asked, "Why, can't you tell this clearly?"

The young lady said awkwardly, "There are seven people and six bastards. How can I divide them?"

when everyone listened, they all stared with their necks stretched out, and their mouths were full of delicious food, which was hard to swallow.

dear, how about this? Are you satisfied?

Ⅷ The most basic thing in life is to learn to eat. What is the moral of this sentence?

Everyone has a different understanding of this sentence, hehe.

As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people, and only when they are full can they have the strength to work.

Some newcomers may be invited to dinner by department heads, and some may be based on the speed of eating. People who eat slowly often can't do things much faster (not absolutely). Or maybe you watch your manners at the dinner table, and sometimes you will suddenly reveal many small faults in the details of your life at the dinner table. Hehe, the answer seems to be a little biased.

ⅸ The story at the dinner table

The story at the dinner table

Dinner is a very important family time in our family. My parents and I get together for dinner after a day of work and study, and exchange news and interesting things happening in the company and society with each other during the interval.

One day, I heard my mother say, "Dinner is ready!" I got up from my desk, ran to the table in three steps, and looked down. There were braised hairtail, black pepper steak, green beans and Luo Songtang ... Ah! They are all my favorite dishes. As soon as mom and dad sat down, I couldn't wait to pick up chopsticks and gobble them up. I ate the steak with fish on my left and steak on my right. My mother smiled and said, "Eat slowly and don't choke." Dad looked at it carefully for a while and said to me, "Xuan Xuan, why are you like an African refugee and didn't eat at noon?" I said, "There were some dishes I didn't like at school lunch today, so I only ate one of the eggs and secretly dumped the rest." Dad said angrily, "It's not good for you to do this. If you want to be healthy, you must be balanced in nutrition and can't be picky about food. Lunch is the most important meal of the day. If you don't have enough lunch, you will lose your concentration in class in the afternoon, which will affect the effect of class. Besides, you will waste it." After hearing this, I can't help but slow down the speed of eating vegetables and realize my mistake. Mom went on to say, "Girls love beauty. Eating too much at dinner will accumulate a lot of fat on your stomach, arms and thighs. How ugly you think it will be!" Listening to what my mother said, it seems that a fat little girl really emerges in front of me. It's so ugly! I thought to myself, I must not let myself become like that, so I said to my parents, "I know, I will try my best to eat school meals in the future. For those foods that I don't like to eat at ordinary times, I think of them as vitamins A, B, C, D and E that are beneficial to my health, so that I can eat them." Hearing this, mom and dad laughed happily. Stories on the dining table are going on every day ...

Stories on the dining table

Many interesting stories can happen on the dining table. Do you want to know? Then follow me to find out!

the first thing I found was the story at my cousin's dinner table.

"Hurry, hurry, it's time for dinner …" Who is this, like a greedy cat? Who else? My cousin. As soon as I came back from school, I cried hungry. It's time to do your homework, write a few words, run to the kitchen and have a look, and keep running back and forth. It's almost time for dinner, and I haven't even finished a homework. However, it was a good dinner. No wonder my cousin was so greedy. You see, the dirty little hand grabbed a big chicken leg, and before it reached its mouth, it only heard a bang, and then heard, "Wash your hands first. Do you think your little hand has just come back from a construction site?" "No, let me eat one first." "No, wash your hands first!" "Eat first!" "Wash your hands first!" "Eat first!" ..... Finally, I only heard the cry of "meowed". Needless to guess, my cousin must have been "defeated". Who told him not to listen? He asked for it.

The story at the dinner table is sad.

let's take a look at mine again. "It's time to eat." Hearing this cry, I immediately put down my pen and hurried to the table, which really starved me. The delicious food just came to my mouth, and suddenly, it was dark in front of me. Who played a prank? Really. But it didn't turn on several times, Mamma Mia, the power went out. I don't stop early, I don't stop late, but I stop at this moment, and I secretly complain in my heart. I have no choice but to light candles. At last, it's a little bright, but we have to continue to eat this meal. Eating and eating, and listening to a "crack", it turned out that my brother's tooth had fallen out. I made fun of him and said, "hey, old man, this kind of food has eaten my teeth out." But my brother said, "What's the matter? It saves me from pulling it out!" " Hearing this, we all laughed, and my brother laughed with us.

The story at the dinner table is fun again.

what's the story at the dinner table? It doesn't matter whether you are sad or happy. What matters is that everyone can eat together.

the story at the dinner table

hey! As soon as I got home today, I smelled a delicious meal. Dad, who never cooks, actually cooked today. You said it was unusual!

I asked my father curiously, "Why do you want to cook today?" Dad smiled and said: