How to write a winter diary as follows: The lights were turned on this evening and I was walking on the way home.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and I couldn't help shivering. I couldn't help but tighten the zipper of my coat and quickened my pace.

Stepping into the door, a fragrant smell hits your face.

I hurriedly put down my schoolbag and walked to the kitchen to take a closer look to see what kind of food had such a mouth-watering aroma.

It turns out they are my favorite dumplings! "Grandma, I'm back! Why did you think of eating dumplings today?" I asked my doubts.

"Look at the calendar, today is the beginning of winter." My grandma saw me and said with a smile, "Quick, get the bowls and chopsticks, let's start eating!" Our family sat around the dining table and started a "beginning of winter feast"

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I picked up one after another without being polite. Being greedy, I didn’t care whether it was boiled or not. It was so delicious! While eating, my grandma asked me: "Seeing how delicious you eat, tell me why Lidong is here."

Do you want to eat dumplings?" This question really stumped me. I only know that dumplings are our traditional Chinese delicacies, but why we eat dumplings on the "Beginning of Winter" day, I really don't know.

So, I secretly cast a little look at my mother asking for help. My mother smiled and started talking: "Dumplings are our traditional food. 'Jiaozi' is the homophony of 'Jiaozi', and 'Jiaozi Shi' is two

The seasons come together, and 'Beginning of Winter' is the turn of autumn and winter, so we have to eat dumplings!" So that's it.

After hearing what my mother said, I felt that this dumpling had a special taste and made me feel warm after eating it.

"I'm so happy to be able to eat dumplings made by my grandma at the beginning of winter!" I couldn't help but sigh.

My grandma said while picking up dumplings for me: "Isn't that right? As the saying goes, 'if you don't carry the dumpling bowl at the beginning of winter, your ears will freeze off and no one will care'!" Yes, I have always been a child who is cared for and cared for! Thinking back on it,

Every year around this time, my grandma would ask me what kind of dumplings I would like to eat.

It turns out that grandma wrapped all her deepest love for me into dumplings made during the "Beginning of Winter".

At the beginning of winter, the flavor of love permeates the ordinary and warm home.

Amidst the laughter and laughter, the delicious dumplings made by grandma were all eaten before I knew it.