Everyone has written a composition, and you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions, especially as an important category of narrative in composition. Narrative is about what you have seen in life, and you should express the author's real feelings about life. How to write this type of composition? The following is my 8-word narrative about the taste of Qingming, hoping to help you. Narrative on the taste of Qingming Festival 1

"It rains in abundance during Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls." It seems that every year in Qingming, the drizzle will always come as scheduled, and it always brings sadness to people. But when I was a greedy child, I didn't understand the similar sadness, and I was full of it.

in the morning, grandma went to the mountains early in the morning to look for fresh and incomparable Qingming. Along the way, the dew in the morning condensed and finally released, and quietly flew to grandma's shoulder along the green treetops. The clear fragrance was like an elf in the morning, and it was everywhere in the mountains, giving a fragrance to everything. Grandma came home and woke me up in a soft voice. I opened my blindfolded eyes, and as soon as I smelled the smell of Qingming, I knew that I could eat delicious Qingming again.

I have been eating glutinous rice for more than ten years, and I always think that grandma's cooking is the most delicious. This is of course not only because of her skillful practice, but also because of her care and love. Grandma's first job was to mix stuffing, but he frowned and stared intently at taro. The knife in his hand trembled up and down, and the sound that fell on the cutting board was crisp and powerful. Finally, the taro was cut neatly and with the same thickness. After cutting, she began to mix with stuffing. Grandma carefully picked up the salt jar, shook it off bit by bit, and tried to taste it from time to time. It's strange if it's not delicious first. It has the taste of grandma's love.

the next step is to steam it and make the skin. After doing this, grandma wrapped it up. In her hands, it seems that the grass in the whole Qingming period has been taken in by him, releasing fragrance to every corner. Grandma skillfully puts stuffing, covers and patterns in one go. On the table, the cocoons are deeply green, deeply rooted in people's hearts, full of fragrance, pouring into people's hearts, and the patterns on the cocoons are pinched in detail, as if they were natural. I also imitated and tried to catch up with my grandmother, but every time it was unsatisfactory and the shape was strange. My grandmother smiled and said, "Dear grandson, don't worry, learn slowly, and you will learn when you grow up." Sunlight fell obliquely on grandma's back from the chimney, reflecting her aging back. Alas! How wonderful it would be to eat grandma's Qingming Festival every year! So, I suddenly don't want to grow up.

With the clear fragrance overflowing from the pot, I saw the clear chests full of fragrant juice in the pot. When I broke them with chopsticks, the clear dark green and the lake blue of taro blended in front of my eyes, and the sweetness from nature came at me. Can't wait, eat! Bite it down, wow! The sweet taste of taro and the spicy taste of pepper blend into one, with the rich fragrance and the taste of soup, staying in my heart, and the taste of grandma's love flowing into my heart.

It's another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, and I think of the taste of Qingming, the love and tolerance of my grandmother, and the lingering fragrance of my hometown. Narrative article 2 on the taste of Qingming Festival

There are many rains in the Qingming Festival, and the best thing is to cook delicious food with my family-Qingming Festival.

The materials used to make Qingming Guo are extremely exquisite. First of all, go to the field to pick the green and tender leaves of Artemisia argyi, clean them, boil them in boiling water until soft, soak them in cold water for 1-2 hours, and then mash them into wormwood for later use. Next, stir-fry the stuffing. Generally, fresh and tender bamboo shoots, pickles and pork are fried for later use. Then, mix the wormwood and glutinous rice flour evenly, and steam the dough. Finally, knead the steamed dough into smooth dough while it is hot. At this point, the materials of Qingming are ready.

Bao Qingming is the most interesting. Once your hand touches the green and slippery dough, it will hold you like a big sucker. Pinch it, it's soft; Pull it, it's sticky. Rub it hard, and a sweet aroma will come on your face and fill your nose. The indoor fragrance is mixed with the rain outside the window, nourishing our happy hearts. I saw that the adults picked up the Qingming Festival, slapped it twice with their palms, and it became a flat circle. Then, put in the stuffing, and slowly rotate it with your fingertips, and the skin will creep a little, gradually engulfing the stuffing, and a steamed stuffed bun-shaped Qingming dumpling will be born. I want to make different shapes of Qingming Festival. So, I rubbed the Qingming Tuan into a long snake; A roll, and rolled into a hovering dragon; Finally, let's learn the finishing touch of the ancients. At one point, a green dragon immediately jumped out. In a short time, with the sound of rain, slapping and laughter, fat "steamed buns", mighty "dragons" and a curved and bright "crescent moon" appeared in the steamer ...

Put the wrapped Qingming Guo in the steamer for a few minutes, and you can taste delicious food. I saw my aunt put on a steaming steamer box, and thick fragrant aroma drifted around. I grabbed one and took a bite. Ah! The Qingming cake, which is moderately salty, fragrant and waxy, dances happily on the tip of the tongue. It seems that it wants my lips and teeth to stay fragrant for a while. The skin of the cake clings to the teeth tightly, and I only feel that the upper teeth and the lower teeth are stuck together, making a "yum yum" sound. I chewed and chewed, and before the first one was finished, my hand couldn't help but grab the second one. At this time, my sister next to me flashed her eyes and immediately grabbed my hand, coquetry: "Brother, brother, give this to me!" " I had to pretend to be generous and handed her the biggest "fat steamed stuffed bun". Hey, it's fresh out of the oven. That smell is really not covered!

mugwort leaves are green and fragrant every year. Ask the country people, but they say "Qingming remains the same", you know? Do you know? It should be green and fragrant, with a lasting aftertaste! In the early morning, I was kept awake by the sound of "Cha Cha". Finally, I decided to get up and find out.

after I got up, I went to the kitchen. It turned out that my mother was chopping vegetables. When I was about to go up and criticize my mother, my grandmother stopped me: "Will you help my grandmother make a clean meal later?" As soon as I heard it, my anger suddenly disappeared, and some excitement and curiosity welled up in my heart. This is my first time!

I looked at my mother, and it turned out that she was cutting a lot of clean dishes, and there were many patterns. There are bamboo shoots, dried bean curd, pickled mustard tuber, meat, etc., but I looked around in the kitchen, but I didn't see the rice noodle ball wrapped in Qingming, and I wondered if my grandmother lied to me.

at this moment, grandpa came back in a battery car. Wow, it's a rice noodle ball. Hey, why is it green? Grandma told me that it was green because it was added with grass. Grandma told me to eat quickly, and we had to start work after dinner.

after dinner, grandma began to assign work: I was responsible for rolling the rice flour ball into a ball, and my mother was responsible for squashing it. The requirements were: round, thin and even; Round is to wrap a little better. If it is thin, the dishes can be packed a little more, so that some of them will not be cooked while they are not cooked. Grandma is in charge of the bag, of course. As soon as I think about this, it's really simple, and I'm sure it's no problem.

we started to do it. I quickly rubbed it up. I was proudly watching my mother and grandmother being left behind by me. My mother suddenly cried. When I saw it, my mother actually pressed a triangle out. I'm a little embarrassed. It must be that I didn't rub the circle. I just wanted to explain myself, and my grandmother said, "Forget it. Let's wrap this in a triangle."

I soon finished my own task and stood there playing. Grandma called me when she saw it: "If you play there, just pack some for grandma." I followed my grandmother's example and started to act. It's easy to see grandma wrap it up, but I don't listen at all in my hand. I pinched it here and there and it cracked, and the food fell out from here. It was finally done, but it didn't look like anything, but after grandma's modification, it was still a bit like it. The second one, I am much faster and more beautiful, haha, I am so happy. I'll be clean, too In the end, I can wrap it as beautifully as my grandmother, and I also lace it. It seems that my mother is right: we must try everything, and we won't know if we can do it ourselves until we work hard.

We are talking and laughing, doing Qingming Festival and feeling the harmony and warmth of our family. In the morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, my mother and I got up early and went to the market to buy a lot of vegetables, including fresh pork, white tofu and a lot of dried shredded white radish. I asked curiously, "Mom, what are you doing buying so many dried radishes?" Mom quickly said, "Tomb-Sweeping Day is here, and we have to make sure that everything is clean!" " "Oh, Bao Qingming, Teacher Guo said that Tomb-Sweeping Day should eat Qingming."

when I got home, my mother began to prepare for Bao Qingming. I am so happy, because I can learn from my mother and write a small composition! I looked at my mother carefully, only to see that my mother put the green wormwood and rice noodles in a pot and cooked them, and then mixed them together. But how long, I will help my mother roll the skin, and my mother will pick up my rolled bag. Mother wrapped a beautiful tomb, like a small boat. My mother and I wrapped it all morning, and finally it was finished.

next, I'm waiting to eat Qingming. Mother put it in a steamer and steamed it for a while, and it smelled delicious, making my mouth water. The Qingming festival is finally ripe. I can't wait. I ate three at a time. It was really delicious. I want to wait for next year's Tomb-Sweeping Day, and I will help my mother to wrap things up.

"It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." Seeing that the time has entered April, the busyness during Tomb-Sweeping Day has been lingering around you unconsciously. Our family is no exception. My mother, grandmother and I started to get busy, and we all started to make a kind of food that is indispensable to Tomb-Sweeping Day-Qingming preserves.

Grandma mixed the stuffing, prepared the skin, and began to wrap it. I watched my grandmother and mother's skillful techniques, and I couldn't help itching. I also began to try, grabbed the freshly rolled leather from my grandmother and began to "show my skills."

for the first time, the leather was not obedient at all in my hands, like a naughty bag: I tried to hold the leather tightly, but this "naughty bag" just ruined my good thing, holding the left side tightly, and the middle and right sides began to "stretch" slowly, which scattered the leather I had managed to hold tightly, thus disrupting the fruits of my labor vividly. There was nothing I could do.

The second time, I learned the lesson from the first time, and held all the edges of the leather tightly in my hand. "Hee hee, see how you don't listen!" Just as I was secretly pleased, another trouble came down from the sky: the skins were stuck together, and it was useless to pull them. I was in a hurry: this is in trouble! I tried every means: tearing by hand, pulling by force ... to no avail. Still can't help it, I threw away this Qingming pulp, picked up a piece of leather and started all over again!

in the third time, everything comes to him who waits, and a high-end and elegant Qingming pulp was born from my hands, and a sense of accomplishment came to me.

Just a clear retort tells me a truth: patience is the foundation of all wisdom! Narrative on the Taste of Qingming Festival 5

In my hometown Jiande, there is a custom of Tomb-Sweeping Day to wrap Qingming Festival. No, Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming soon. Grandma brought wormwood rice balls from her hometown, and planned to wrap them for me to eat.

Grandma said that the key to whether this Qingming dumpling is delicious or not depends on the stuffing. So we began to carefully prepare stuffing, including fresh dried bamboo shoots, watery tofu and crystal white shredded radish. In order to increase the flavor and umami, grandma also put garlic and diced meat in the stuffing. The color of the stuffing is also exquisite. Look, grandma added bright shredded carrots. In this way, a pot of delicious stuffing is ready.

next, make leather. Grandma first put the pale green wormwood rice flour ball into the pot and steamed it for about a quarter of an hour. The fragrance of wormwood came to the nose. What is even more amazing is that the original pale green wormwood ball turned into emerald green, just like flawless jade balls. Grandma took out the steamed wormwood ball, rubbed it hard, kneaded it into a long strip, cut it into pieces, and then rubbed it round. Finally, roll it into a round skin with a rolling pin. What a complicated procedure! My eyes are blurred, but my grandmother is handy and busy. I think grandma's hand is really like a magician's hand. After grandma rubs, presses and rolls, the skin of wormwood is round, like the fifteenth moon. Seeing that there were not many rice noodle balls left, I was so anxious that I stamped my feet and shouted, "Grandma, let me try! Let me try! " Grandma gave me a big round wormwood ball. I couldn't wait to grab the rolling pin in grandma's hand and roll towards the wormwood ball, but it was like a naughty bag, constantly changing its faces, and one moment it bulged out here, and the other moment it recessed into a corner. I thought to myself: will grandma laugh at me this time? I looked up at my grandmother in fear and trembling. Grandma smiled and said to me, "It's very good. You can roll it so round the first time, and then you can do all these." With grandma's praise, I am more motivated. This time, I controlled my strength and carefully rolled on the wormwood ball with a rolling pin, constantly changing direction. I rolled the leather better than one, which provoked grandma to praise "how round!" Really round! "

in the end, the process of "package" is left. I think grandma first added a spoonful of stuffing to the skin, then folded it in half and glued it firmly. Finally, she twisted it a few times like magic, and the edge of the skin became lace like a saw. The sawtooth of the saw lined up evenly, and the finished Qingming skin was like a half-moon comb used by mom. How beautiful! I also learn from grandma and do it step by step. Looking at the ugly ducklings I made, I still smiled happily.

Grandma said that my little hands are really clever. I made a decent dumpling the first time, and she will teach me how to make zongzi when the Dragon Boat Festival arrives.