My mother said to me in a "naive" and pleading tone. I stared at the damn clock on the wall. "Mom, there is no time."

With that, I bent down and tied my shoelaces, ready to start. "All right, then."

Mother seems angry and disappointed. "Go out and get something to eat by yourself." I ran downstairs "bang bang". Although there were angry complaints everywhere, I didn't care. Don't be late. Long live.

Crowd into the car, occupy the position, get off and run. See the school quietly appear in front of you.

Oh, that happy expression. What little C, what little A, what strange classmates, all appeared.

When we echoed in the empty campus with the loudest voice, we talked about yesterday's math problems and listened to each other's stomachs growling. "Yes!" A strange voice, "Tomorrow is Friday."

; "Oh, don't be so excited." I patted Archie on the shoulder.

"Ha ha, what are you looking at?" She snatched the history books from me. "Hey, look at history?" She said in an almost unbelievable voice. "Ha ha, what does this young lady love?" I smiled.

"Anyway, what does this lady hate most?" She smiled too. She stretched out her finger and looked hesitant. "Oh, I'm hungry."

"Do you miss your mother's milk and eggs?" "Ah." "Almost."

"Do you regret not having breakfast?" "Even if you regret it." She said, "Tomorrow will be the same."

She smiled and dragged me away. Mom, no matter how long it takes, she will get up early for me and make breakfast for me.

I almost used "no time" to kill this breakfast. On such a cold day, the breakfast my mother made for me was left out in the distance by my words.

Is that just breakfast? I was thinking. "Hey, do you want some more?" "ah, mom."

I turned my head away, but my mother still looked pleading. "Uh-"I looked at my watch.

Mother's head was slightly lowered and she was very disappointed. "Well, can I have some more?" "Ah."

My mother gave me a long-lost smile at breakfast.

Please keep a diary for my breakfast. My breakfast is unique, rich in milk, eggs and my hungry spiritual food.

Every morning at breakfast, my mother will read me a poem recited in the morning. Then when we eat, my father will tell me a life proverb.

This morning, my mother read me a poem "The Sea Without Water", which compared the desert to the sea. It turns out that the desert can also be imagined as the sea. It's really well written. My father told me a proverb: "Save mud like a swallow, waste like a wave of sand", which tells me that I should know how to save and not waste in my life. Economy is like a swallow holding a mud nest. More and more garbage is like big waves washing sand, and the more you wash, the less you wash. I learned a lot of knowledge unconsciously at breakfast.

My breakfast is really rich. I look forward to breakfast every morning.

Write a composition about nutritious breakfast. As soon as I got up this morning, I went downstairs and found my grandmother cooking breakfast for us! What kind of breakfast did she cook for us? Let me talk to you! Steam an egg and warm a cup of sweet milk; There is delicious white rice porridge, sticky and mushy, which looks crystal clear; And white fungus boiled red dates.

I suddenly froze and didn't know what to eat. Because I usually go to school, I always eat a little in the morning and eat whatever I have. I think I will have a big lunch today.

Just then, my mother came over and said, "From the perspective of nutrition, three meals a day are in the morning, and breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Especially for students in the growing period, a well-matched and nutritious breakfast is an important guarantee for efficient study in the morning.

Eating the most nutritious foods in the morning, especially foods with high vitamin content and foods with high protein content, can improve people's immunity. You can prevent the virus from invading. "

After listening to what my mother said, I think I'd better eat eggs and a glass of sweet milk first! Soon I finished eating, and then I ate a bowl of boiled red dates with white fungus. Today's breakfast is really different from usual. I will eat more nutritious breakfast in the future, so that my body will grow healthily.

Breakfast knowledge: With the accelerated pace of people's life, things that should be paid attention to in our life are increasingly ignored, especially some unreasonable and unhealthy breakfast phenomena have appeared among our students. According to the investigation of nutritionists, there are still many people who don't form the habit of eating breakfast or eat breakfast too casually.

Nutritionists point out that how to eat a good breakfast is actually very knowledgeable. The following is a new concept of healthy breakfast put forward by health experts. Compare and see if your breakfast is up to standard. The best time to have breakfast is from 7 to 8. Some people get up early in the morning and have breakfast early. Actually, this is not good.

Breakfast is best eaten after 7 am. Medical experts pointed out that when people sleep, most organs are fully rested, while digestive organs are still digesting and absorbing food left in the gastrointestinal tract after meals, and gradually enter a state of rest in the morning.

Once breakfast is eaten too early, it will inevitably interfere with the rest of the gastrointestinal tract, make the digestive system in a state of fatigue for a long time, and disturb the peristaltic rhythm of the gastrointestinal tract. So it is most appropriate to have breakfast around 7 o'clock, because people have the strongest appetite at this time.

In addition, the interval between breakfast and lunch should be about 4 to 5 hours, that is, it is best to have breakfast between 7 and 8 o'clock. If breakfast is too early, the number should be increased accordingly or lunch should be advanced accordingly. Eating cold food for breakfast is harmful to health. Eating hot food for breakfast can protect stomach qi.

In fact, the stomach qi in TCM theory is generalized, not only the stomach, but also the digestion and absorption ability of the spleen and stomach, acquired immunity, muscle function and so on. Because the Yin Qi has not been eliminated in the morning and at night, and the temperature of the earth has not risen.

The muscles, nerves and blood vessels in the body are still contracting. If you eat and drink cold food again at this time, all the systems in your body will contract more severely and the blood flow will be worse. Maybe when you start eating and drinking cold food, your stomach and intestines won't feel uncomfortable, but as time goes on or you get older, you will find that you can't absorb the essence of food, as if you can't eat hard, or your stool is always thin; Or skin deterioration; Or the voice is always faint, and the sputum is not refreshing; I often catch a cold and have a slight problem. This is that eating cold food for a long time hurts the stomach and hurts the body's resistance.

Milk and eggs are not a perfect breakfast. Many office workers get up in the morning, drink a large glass of milk, fry an egg, eat some meat slices, grab a fruit and rush out of the house. I feel that this breakfast is nutritious. However, nutrition experts point out that with this combination, the intake of protein and fat is enough, but the intake of carbohydrates is neglected.

Nutritionists point out that a scientific breakfast should be a balanced breakfast, and the amount of protein, fat and carbohydrate should be a reasonable structure. Among them, carbohydrates are the foundation, and many people don't realize this.

In the dietary structure recommended by China Nutrition Society, the caloric value ratio of protein, fat and carbohydrate should be 12: 25-30: 60. It can be seen that carbohydrates account for the largest proportion.

Cereals and cereals are the main sources of carbohydrates. Cereal breakfast is an ideal nutritious breakfast for people of all ages in modern families.

Compared with other carbohydrates, cereals are characterized by low fat, low cholesterol and lasting energy release. The acid-base balance of breakfast is very important. Many people are used to eating steamed bread, fried food and soybean milk for breakfast.

Some people eat eggs, meat and milk. Although these foods are rich in carbohydrates, protein and fat, they are all acidic foods. Too much acidic food in the diet can easily lead to acidic blood, physiological acid-base imbalance and calcium deficiency.

Nutritionists suggest that vegetables and fruits contain alkaline substances, so as long as you eat some vegetables and fruits to supplement them, you can balance the acid, alkali and various nutrients in your diet. The nutritious breakfast recommended by experts first divides foods into cereals, vegetables, fruits, meat and milk according to the classification method of the dietary pyramid. If you eat two or less, the quality of breakfast is poor; if you eat three of them, the quality of breakfast is good; if you eat enough of these four, it is nutritious.

According to this method, nutrition experts recommended several nutritious breakfast plans for us: dried egg noodles can be paired with a peach and a cup of yogurt, which is a high-protein and low-fat diet, and iron and vitamins A and C are not lacking. A fried rice noodle with lean meat needs a glass of milk and a banana. The advantage of this recipe is comprehensive nutrition supply.

Spring rolls, soybean milk and watermelon can also meet the needs of energy and nutrition. If it is fried dough sticks, bean curd and egg porridge, this breakfast lacks vitamins, calcium, iron and other nutrients, but the salt content is too high. Vegetables such as cucumbers should be added.

Nutrition experts especially recommend not to eat two kinds of food for breakfast: one is carbohydrate-based food, and the other is egg yolk and fried high-fat food. It takes a long time to digest because of excessive intake of starch, sugar, fat and cholesterol, which easily causes blood to accumulate in the digestive system for a long time, resulting in reduced cerebral blood flow.

There are breakfast, a glass of milk and two eggs in the composition about maternal love.

There is a kind of love in the world, which is everywhere, so you can accept it freely and frankly: there is a person in the world who is unknown and gives you all her love without asking for anything in return. This kind of love is called maternal love, and this person is called mother.

When I was sleeping, the alarm clock rang mercilessly. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and pouted and climbed out of bed. Today, my mother didn't go to work, so she was really comfortable. I can sleep naturally without going to school. This is a beautiful thing. I thought so in my heart, but at the same time I was a little jealous. The final exam is coming today. My mother just threw me a "good exam" before going to bed last night, that's all.

Open the door, the living room is bright, the kitchen faintly heard the voice of soymilk machine working, and I walked to the kitchen. "Good morning! Go brush your teeth and wash your face. Breakfast will be ready soon. " An oncoming exhortation. "Oh." Looking at the bread and boiled eggs on the dining table, I suddenly lost my mind. When did my mother get up? Did I drag my tired body to prepare breakfast for me when I met Duke Zhou? Mom said she was very tired and wanted to sleep in after work yesterday.

After washing, I accepted those gentleness as usual. "Today's exam, you have to eat more! You have to do well in the exam, and you will have strength when you are full. " My mother kept telling me again. I always say "hmm" from time to time. I always do.

Riding a bike seems to be a childhood again.

At that time, as long as my mother was there every day, I kept nagging, but I never listened carefully. Sometimes I feel that my mother is picking on me, making trouble without reason, and I have no anxiety. Sometimes, I even answer directly: "You are bored to death." Is this my response to maternal love? I smiled bitterly. Every time I go to kindergarten and primary school, I feel relaxed, because my mother helps me get all the books and snacks, so I don't have to worry about anything. Sometimes, I feel guilty occasionally, that is, I ask, "Do you want me to help you?" "No, go by yourself." After listening to my mother's answer, I feel very relaxed. It's mine, but I asked, do you want me to help you?

Looking back on this incident, I don't feel regret or guilt. When did the concern that bored me become so dazzling? Those verbosity and nitpicking have witnessed my stupidity and unfilial. It turns out that those caring and gentleness are worth cherishing and owning.

Meaning.

Facing her, I began to understand, I began to understand, I began to understand that what I have must be grasped well, because it is meaningless to cherish it after losing it. Motherly love, give me a chance to cherish.

5. Write 300 words for the composition "Nutrition Breakfast Growing with Me"? Why is the first class at school suddenly so quiet today? The sun rises in the west? Let me show you around!

Oh! It turned out that the long-awaited nutritious meal was finally distributed today.

This matter has to be started from the beginning! A week ago, all the students were discussing a hot topic-nutritious meals. Everyone is in full swing after class. "Nutritional meal" is a kind of free food provided by the state for students in poor areas. It is usually distributed after two classes in the morning, mainly including milk, bread, snow cakes, scallops and so on. Three kinds of food are distributed in different ways every day. Nutritional meals have always attracted students. Some students said; "What nutritious meals are there?" Some students said, "I'm worried to death. Come and meet us! " "Some students are around the teacher, asking questions and asking questions. They seem to want to get some information from the teacher.

After two classes this morning, two teachers came to our class with tin buckets full of food and said with a smile, "nutritious meals will be distributed from today." The students jumped three feet happily and said in unison, "Great! Great! Yeah! " Everyone couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts, and they didn't do eye exercises well. They stared at the teacher and put delicious food on the students' desks, and all the students were salivating. Wang Leyan can't wait to eat these delicious foods at once. Excitement and happiness soared. Finally, after a "long" eye exercise, everyone can't wait to open the package and stutter. Some students took a sip of milk and bread, while others took a sip.

I think: the country has invested so much money to distribute nutritious meals for our health. We must study hard and have knowledge. When we grow up, we will contribute to the construction of the motherland and make it more prosperous!

6. How to write summer vacation? I lived in my aunt's house and did a lot of meaningful things with Binbin. First of all, Binbin and I got up early from the day we started making nutritious breakfast. As agreed in advance, I will cook eggs and Binbin will cook milk.

I first put the eggs in a pot full of cold water, turn on a small fire and cook the eggs slowly; Binbin poured the milk into the pot and put it on the induction cooker to start cooking. I looked at the eggs, Binbin looked at the milk, and at the same time, Binbin and I discussed what should be left over from a nutritious breakfast.

When we saw the corn and steamed bread in the refrigerator, we could not help but shine at the moment. So, open the lid of boiled eggs, put the drawer in the pot, and heat the corn and steamed bread by the way.

When eggs, milk, corn and steamed bread are all ok, we still think they are not nutritious enough, so we discuss making an apple platter! Binbin brought an apple peeler, but we struggled for a long time and couldn't put it down. Disappointed, we said that we would cut along the trace with a knife. But at this time, my elder sister came out unnoticed and helped us fix the apple.

We arranged the cut apple petals along the plate and put a peach in the middle. Finally, we put the milk away and put the eggs, corn and steamed bread on separate plates.

Haha, our breakfast is finally ready. Looking at the satisfied smile of my family and eating my own cooking, it smells good.

For years, breakfast at home was the same every day: egg noodles. It has never been replaced. Eggs are ordinary eggs, and noodles are handfuls of dried noodles bought outside. The kind that is neither coarse nor fine.

It seems that my mother can only cook this kind of breakfast. Stir-fry chopped green onion, add water, add dried noodles when the water boils, and then beat in whole eggs, one for each person. I didn't know if I liked it when I was a child. I only know what adults do and eat, so every morning, the whole family eats the same breakfast. I used to think that everyone had breakfast like this.

Until I lived in a middle school, I happened to find that there were porridge, pickles, fried dough sticks and oil cakes in Sacido, where the school was a little humble-not many in fact, but rich enough to surprise me, which suddenly subverted my 10 concept of breakfast for many years. Since then, my desire for breakfast has been completely awakened, and I will go home at the weekend. The noodles cooked by my mother are tasteless when eaten in my mouth.

After middle school, I began to refuse to eat breakfast cooked by my mother on the grounds that I ate enough every morning. Then I asked my mother for money to go out for dinner. Of course, I also learned that there are all kinds of breakfasts in the street, which are far richer than the school cafeteria. I seldom eat my mother's breakfast again, unless I am too lazy to go out, I can barely eat a few mouthfuls.

Later, when I went back to college for a holiday, I found that my mother was still making egg noodles in the morning, the same method, the same procedure, the same noodles and a bowl with my father. There are poached eggs in the bowl with some chopped onions floating on them.

That morning, I heated the milk in the microwave oven, opened the sandwich bread I bought from the supermarket the day before, sat next to them, joked with them while eating: "Mom, I really admire you for decades …" and said to my dad: "Dad, are you tired of eating for so many years?"

"Tired of eating? Your mother will do the same. " Father smiled and said, "Your mother was too delicate to do anything when she was a child. Just this egg noodles, or cramming before marriage. Your grandmother teaches now. " My father said, raising his head to eat noodles-I don't think he is tired of eating.

My mother poked me with chopsticks: "Little white-eyed wolf, you grew up eating this, but now you don't eat it at all." What happened to the egg noodles? " You have grown to one meter eight, and you are healthy and strong. "

Mom is telling the truth. I took a sip of milk and said, "If I drink milk every day, maybe I will play in the nba ..."

Talking and laughing, my parents have finished eating eggs and noodles and cleaned up the dishes.

8. Make your own breakfast composition 500 words Make your own breakfast On Sunday, my mother went to the "fun sports meeting" held by the unit early in the morning, and my father was still sleeping in. I decided to make my own breakfast.

After washing, I began to do it. I'll squeeze chocolate sauce on the bread first. This step is very smooth, but the next step is not simple. In order to heat the milk in the microwave oven, I played for 30 seconds first, lest the annoying "buzzing" sound reach the room and be heard by my father.

Time is up. I have tasted it. Bah, why is it cold? I heated the milk again 1 min, but it was too hot to drink. Anyway, breakfast is finally ready.

Through this, I know that I have to believe in myself in everything I do, and I can't give up when I am afraid. Usually, I don't pay attention to these things. I ate bread with chocolate sauce and drank hot milk. I never wanted to thank my mother.

Today is "March 8" Women's Day. I want to wish all the mothers in the world a happy day and a safe life. Make your own breakfast. It's a Sunday morning. I wash my face and brush my teeth to prepare breakfast as usual.

I found a note on the table that said, "Ma Chao, mom has something to do. Make your own breakfast. " I brought an egg and milk. I started frying poached eggs. First, I poured some oil into the pot. Then I broke the eggs and fried them in the pot. Then I heated the milk and breakfast was ready. Although it's not as delicious as my mother's, I made it myself and it still tastes delicious.

Make your own breakfast. On Sunday morning, I got up early. At this moment, my stomach growled and I sang a symphony.

But my father is still sleeping. I don't want to disturb my father who is dreaming.

"Decided" to help yourself "have plenty of food and clothing" and fry a poached egg to express my condolences to the stomach. I opened the refrigerator, took an egg to the kitchen, took out a stainless steel bowl from the kitchen cupboard, imitated my mother's actions, picked up the egg and knocked on the side of the bowl several times.

But my strength was too small. I didn't break the egg several times, so I knocked it a few times. As a result, I pushed too hard and the egg shell was completely broken at once. Egg yolk and egg white mixed together, half fell on the table and half spilled on the ground.

I hastily wiped the table on the floor with a rag, so I had no choice but to take another egg. I learned a lesson from last time. This time, I beat the eggs very carefully, and the round egg baby lay quietly in the bowl.

I'm going to fry eggs! I poured some oil into the pot first, but I accidentally poured too much oil. No way, after the oil burned, I had to bite the bullet and slowly pour the beaten eggs into the pot. After a while, the eggs are basically formed, and then a little salt is added.

I picked up the shovel and couldn't wait to shovel it into the pot. I shovel in the east and shovel in the west ... I am very satisfied with this. I didn't expect the egg to splash such high oil with a bang, so I dodged in fear, and the oil star still splashed on my clothes. Unexpectedly, frying eggs is still a dangerous task.

I gritted my teeth and continued to scramble eggs. I want to fry the eggs quickly, so I turned the fire to the maximum. The fire suddenly came up, and the eggs crackled in the oil pan, which scared me to turn down the fire quickly.

But it's too late. Surrounded by the raging fire, the eggs have been burnt like black charcoal. But I still don't give up, shovel the scrambled eggs onto the plate and serve them.

Dad just got up at this moment, so he was lucky enough to be my first taster. I saw my father pick up chopsticks, aim at the eggs like "black charcoal", gently pick up a chopstick and send it into his mouth at a slow speed.

Poor dad's expression is like a character in an animation, staring at his eyes for a while and frowning for a while. After swallowing a small piece of egg, his face was covered with sweat.

He said to me in distress situation: "You can be a gourmet in the future, specializing in making unforgettable meals!" " . Although I didn't make breakfast this time, I was deeply impressed, which made me understand the hard work of my mother cooking for us and realized the fun of cooking.

I've learned that if you do anything without personal experience, you won't know the hardships. I want to refuel, learn from my mother and make my father's favorite meal! Make your own breakfast. It's a Sunday morning. I wash my face and brush my teeth for breakfast as usual.

I found a note on the table that said, "Ma Chao, mom has something to do. Make your own breakfast. " I brought an egg and milk. I started frying poached eggs. First, I poured some oil into the pot. Then I broke the eggs and fried them in the pot. Then I heated the milk and breakfast was ready. Although it's not as delicious as my mother's, I made it myself and it still tastes delicious.

Make your own breakfast on Sunday, my mother went to the "fun sports meeting" held by the unit early in the morning, and my father was still sleeping in. I decided to make my own breakfast. After washing, I began to do it.

I'll squeeze chocolate sauce on the bread first. This step is very smooth, but the next step is not simple. In order to heat the milk in the microwave oven, I played for 30 seconds first, lest the annoying "buzzing" sound reach the room and be heard by my father. Time is up. I have tasted it. Bah, why is it cold? I heated the milk again 1 min, but it was too hot to drink.

Anyway, breakfast is finally ready. Through this, I know that I have to believe in myself in everything I do, and I can't give up when I am afraid.

Usually, I don't pay attention to these things. I ate bread with chocolate sauce and drank hot milk. I never wanted to thank my mother. Today is "March 8" Women's Day. I want to wish all the mothers in the world a happy day and a safe life.

Make your own breakfast. A few days after the Spring Festival, the weather is still as cold as winter. My mother and I hid in the quilt and didn't want to get up.

But my stomach is growling with hunger So I decided to get up and make my own breakfast.

I got dressed and got up at once. When I came to the kitchen, I saw that there was only one bag of noodles left in the kitchen, so let's make noodle soup. Under the leadership of my mother, * * * opened.

I'll put the water in the pot first, and then put the dried noodles in one by one when the water boils. Boil in boiling water for about four or five minutes, then put the noodles into a big bowl with chopsticks.

Then, I pour the water into the pot, then pour a pot of clear water, wait until the water boils again, then put the dried noodles in, cook for about two minutes, and stir the brown sugar in the pot.

9. In the morning, my mother prepared a glass of milk and two eggs for me. When the first ray of sunshine shone into the room from the window in the morning, my mother had already fried eggs in the kitchen. The shovel and the iron pan collided with each other and played crisp and pleasant music.

In the dining room, a steaming glass of milk has been put on the table. A white lily is inserted in a beautiful vase, and the lovely flower shakes her head and smiles at her mother.

The naughty dog got up quickly after smelling the breakfast, went into the kitchen and lingered at his mother's feet. "Get up!" Mother cooked breakfast and called her daughter's bedroom.

The daughter disagreed. Mother gave another cry.

Still nothing! The mother went to her daughter's bed, lifted the quilt and shouted, "Get up quickly! Quick! " The daughter was shocked and had to struggle to sit up, get dressed, take a shower, and then go to the table and sit down. Mother put golden poached eggs and snow-white milk in front of her daughter and said, "Eat quickly, or you will be late!" " "My daughter took a bite of the egg and frowned and said," It's really salty! " "Take another sip of milk, and then shout," What! Eat this every day! Eat this every year! Won't you change? " After that, my daughter kicked the legs of the table angrily, grabbed her schoolbag and went to school.

Mother sat in the chair for a long time, then slowly picked up a poached egg and ate it, and took another sip of milk. The eggs have been cold for a long time, and so has the milk.

Lily on the table hung her head and dared not look at her mother. The sun is too dazzling.

Mother went to the window and drew the curtains, and went back to the dining table to continue eating breakfast that her daughter didn't want to eat. The puppy was still sniffing in front of her mother's heel. Her mother felt it, so she grabbed the mosquito swatter next to her and took the puppy away.

The puppy snorted and hid in the corner. Just then, the phone rang.

Mom grabbed the phone and asked angrily, "Who is it?" My daughter's voice came from the phone: "Mom, it's me. I shouldn't be angry with you. I'm sorry ... "After a while, my mother put down the phone, and crystal tears flashed in her eyes.

Mother went to the window, opened the curtains again, and the warm sunshine shone in again. Mother turned around, held the puppy lying in the corner in her arms, stroked it gently, and went back to the table to continue eating breakfast.

The milk is still cold, but a warmth rises slowly from my mother's heart and turns into boiling tears, dripping on the golden poached eggs.