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Composition of "I am the omnipotent mother who makes cookies"
My mother has a doctorate and works as a manager in a company. Business is booming. But I still like my mother's nickname "Chef".

My mother is the person I admire most.

She loves reading since she was a child and has a strong sense of responsibility. Although she is now in her forties, she insists on reading every day. I once heard her say, "When my mother was your age, she studied very hard. I had an ice pack on my head when I had a fever and didn't sleep until the dead of night. My mother was still studying when others were playing wildly during the summer vacation; Sometimes, I clean the house while studying; I often take care of my younger brothers and sisters and even feed them-"Mom still wants to take a postdoctoral exam! But now that I am old and busy at work, she said, "If I were ten years younger, I would definitely take the post-doctoral exam. You have to study hard, it's up to you now! "

Mother not only studies well, but also has a good career. At home or our "chef"!

Speaking of the chef's nickname, it will be said for a long time. Listen to her, when I was a child, my mother held me in one hand and cooked with a shovel in the other!

Mother often cooks without a teacher. She always looks for some foreign and China production methods from the Internet and learns to do them. Those dishes look really drooling! She can cook many dishes: kung pao chicken, Mexican beef bibimbap and Japanese mapo tofu.

Mom not only likes cooking, but also likes to make some other snacks, such as cinnamon biscuits, milk biscuits and barley biscuits-mom is really a genius in learning, and there is nothing she can't learn! We ate her delicious food with relish and often praised her. Praise once, mother's enthusiasm will be high, and there will be more delicious food.

I remember countless times, I came home excited. Look at the delicious food on the table. I quickly picked up chopsticks and wolfed it down. At this time, my mother came over, picked up a piece of diced chicken with chopsticks, put it in my bowl, and said to me, "This is your favorite diced chicken, eat it, eat it." This kind of warm lens keeps reappearing day by day. Under the delicious "cultivation" of my mother, my figure is getting higher and higher. Watching me grow taller every day, my mother always smiles proudly at me. Mom's cooking is also more colorful. I often think: if mom opens a big restaurant, it will be very popular!

My chef's mother, she is my favorite person and the one I admire most! (733)