The kitchen symphony plays out the delicious food one after another. The kitchen symphony also plays out the love for life. The kitchen symphony is a hymn to workers.

Below is a composition about the kitchen that I compiled for you, welcome to read.

Dad's cooking skills are so weird, so weird. Recently, Dad's cooking skills have become too weird. He has always advocated that "men should take charge of the outside and women should take charge of the house", but now he is actually clamoring to learn cooking skills. You need to know him.

I've never set foot in a kitchen before.

Seeing my father's confident look, I thought to myself: "Kitchen, kitchen, you have to hold on."

? The next day, my father went to the vegetable market at six o'clock. Two hours later, he returned triumphantly carrying large and small bags. As soon as we saw him, my brother and I asked in unison: "Why did you buy so much?

Have you finished eating? Dad raised his head and chest and said, "You don't understand. This is the material I must use."

Congratulations on being my first tasters.

?After that, I strode towards the kitchen. I supported my brother who was almost fainting and watched a group of crows flying overhead.

Another two hours passed, and from time to time in the kitchen came the songs that my father sang in a different key due to excessive excitement. The more I listened, the more frightened I became.

My brother tugged at my clothes and said, "Sister, the thirty-sixth strategy is to run away. Let's run away quickly."

?I nodded and was about to run away. It was so bad. Now I had to bite the bullet and don’t make any trouble. I prayed silently.

I picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat that looked relatively "normal". I looked at it repeatedly for a while and then carefully put it into my mouth.

The moment the meat piece came into full contact with the tongue, the cells of the body began to disorder, causing the internal organs to fight. I held back the pain and said without conscience: "Not bad, no, not bad."

When my father heard this, he was overjoyed. He waved his hand and said, "You guys go and play."

?After receiving the pardon, I dragged my brother back to the room, vomited out the piece of meat, and immediately all body functions returned to normal.

My brother was peeking at the door, and I asked him: "What are you peeking at?" My brother whispered: "Mom is back and is about to taste the food cooked by my dad."

?What,? I was shocked? Cover your ears quickly!? Three, two, one? After three seconds of silent chanting, ?Ah!!!? My mother's scream like a pig was heard outside the door. Now there is something good to watch.

? Big changes in the kitchen On Sunday, my father and I went to the countryside to visit grandma.

I found that the kitchen in my grandma’s house has changed a lot.

On this day, as soon as my father and I walked to the door of grandma's house, we heard grandpa's hearty laughter. I couldn't wait to rush into grandma's house and saw grandpa, grandma and aunt crowded in the kitchen.

When they saw me coming in, they all stretched out their heads and looked out, with smiles on their faces.

I felt confused, what was going on? At this time, the clever aunt pointed to the top of the stove, wow! What a stylish smoke machine! I quickly stepped forward and took a closer look.

Oh, is it a famous brand? It has four buttons: light, strong, weak, and cut. The milky white shell is integrated with the surrounding white walls.

I couldn't help but stepped forward and pressed it with my hand, and it started working immediately.

At this time, grandpa smiled and said to me: "This time you won't choke on the cigarette and make grandma cry!" I looked at everyone embarrassed.

There was a roar of laughter.

Speaking of my grandma’s old kitchen, it was really bad. It was small, dark, and damp.

Install a bellows on one side of the stove. When cooking, you have to turn on the bellows while adding firewood. If the fire goes out, you have to get a match and light it again. The whole kitchen will be filled with smoke, which will make your eyes water and make people cough.

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Not to mention how troublesome it is if you cook alone. Sometimes you go to the stove to stir-fry a few times, and sometimes you go under the stove to add firewood. You might end up frying the vegetables, which is a waste of time.

Today’s kitchen has changed a lot.

The floor is paved with ceramic tiles, and the walls are also stained with wall tiles. The window frames are made of aluminum alloy. There is a white porcelain sink under the window. There is a refrigerator in the north corner, and there is a cupboard in the south with a gas stove and gas stove.

Above the stove is a range hood with everything you need.

?Child, what are you thinking about? Grandpa interrupted my thoughts.

?I’m thinking that my dad will buy you a soymilk machine or an induction cooker. That’s considered a complete set!? I said.

Grandpa quickly said happily: "No, no, no."

Now the party's policies to enrich the people are good, and with my hands, everything will be possible.

?After listening to my grandfather’s words, I thought that the small kitchen is really a microcosm of the changes in the motherland! A terrible kitchen Xu Feibei, sixth grade, Hongwan Gongqian Primary School Usually, my parents never let me enter the kitchen.

Not to mention having me cook the food myself.

Because if I want to cook, I have to put on my hat, apron, gloves, everything I can wear, and take out all the pots, bowls, basins, and plates.

Therefore, my parents never let me cook.

However, the teacher deliberately made trouble with us and asked us to go home and cook a dish.

This stumped me, who usually knows nothing about cooking.