In daily study, work and life, everyone has written a composition, which can be divided into limited composition and non-limited composition according to the different writing time limit. In order to make your composition easier and more convenient, the following is the third grade of my family's annual composition, which I compiled for you for your reference, hoping to help friends in need. My family's annual flavor composition 1
When it comes to the annual flavor, everyone will definitely see a piece of China red. But there is not much red in my house, except a pair of red couplets on the gate, a red lantern on the balcony and a red envelope in my room, and there is no other red decoration. In spite of this, my family also has a strong flavor of the year. The flavor of my family is mainly in the rich New Year's Eve dinner and the deep care.
On New Year's Eve, our family cooked a big table of delicious food. Grandma, mother and aunt went into battle together, and we children were beside them. The first course is "Steamed Carp". After I put the carp on the table, I was about to watch TV for a while, but there was a "scratching" sound in the kitchen, which attracted me again. It turns out that grandma is frying "braised pork", which is my favorite. As soon as it is cooked together, I can't help but grab it with my hands and eat two or three pieces first. While savoring the delicious braised pork, the "hand-grabbed mutton" was also lifted from the grill on the balcony, which was the "protagonist" of this New Year's Eve dinner. After all the dishes were served, everyone sat down around the dining table. Over the past few years, it has been Dad's speech for the New Year, and after that, everyone began to feast.
On the first day of New Year's Day, I fell asleep beautifully, because I watched the Spring Festival Gala too late, and my mother left me alone. While sleeping, I didn't notice anything hidden under my pillow at all. My mother shouted several times that I was going to pay New Year's greetings to my wife's family. I turned over my lazy body and found a red envelope under my pillow. When I opened it, there was a note in it besides the lucky money, so I took out the note and read it. "Son, you are 11 years old this year, and you are not small. You should let go of the past, look to the future, and stop worrying about your grades. -mom. "
After reading it, I want to cry and laugh. Laughing at my mother is still so old-fashioned, and crying about myself is so useless. I will work harder in the new year. This is the flavor of my home, which I can't forget for a long time-the flavor of the year. In the New Year, we grab red envelopes, paste Spring Festival couplets, eat New Year's Eve and watch the Spring Festival Gala ... The thick flavor of the New Year spreads in the air, appears in smiling faces and melts into everyone's heart.
On New Year's Eve, adults are busy cooking New Year's Eve in the kitchen, and I can only sit at the table and wait for the delicious meal. "Eat!" Mother shouted while serving. After a while, everyone was here. First of all, Grandpa held his glass and said, "The year of 2xx has passed, and now it is about to enter the year of 2xx. I wish you all a happy new year, smooth work and successful studies! " After that, we were all immersed in this happy atmosphere, enjoying the happiness of the New Year, talking and laughing, and tasting the flavor of the year contained in a rich table of New Year's Eve.
At night, our family sat around the TV, chatting and watching the Spring Festival Gala. Twelve o'clock struck, and firecrackers sounded outside, breaking the silence of the night. The flavor of my home is hidden in the fireworks outside and the Spring Festival Evening inside.
on the morning of the first day of the first month, I woke up with firecrackers. Just getting up, I saw my parents holding a mobile phone, their eyes tightly staring at the screen, and their hands rapidly touching. It turned out that they were grabbing red envelopes. When they saw me standing there, they quickly showed off their "achievements" to me. "I missed another big red envelope!" My mother said excitedly beside me. Mom and dad's faces are not only excited, excited, but also filled with happiness. Although the red envelope is small, it represents the New Year wishes of relatives and friends.
in the afternoon, we came to our grandparents' home. When I came to the door, the first thing I saw was the fiery Spring Festival couplets. Grandpa is gesturing in front of the door with Spring Festival couplets in his hand, and he doesn't know what he is doing. Approaching, I heard my grandmother say, "A little further to the right, please stick it straight!" " It turned out that grandma was directing grandpa to post Spring Festival couplets.
The flavor of my family is hidden in this sumptuous dinner, in the Spring Festival Gala and fireworks, in a small red envelope, in the Spring Festival couplets on the door, and even more in our hearts. My family's taste of the year composition 3
"taste of the year", as the name implies, is "the taste of the New Year". It is not material abundance, but cultural inheritance.
every winter vacation, I look forward to the arrival of the new year. Sticking Spring Festival couplets, wearing new clothes, receiving red envelopes, hanging lanterns and eating New Year's Eve … these simple traditions make me feel the atmosphere of the New Year. The traditional Chinese New Year program in our family is what my mother calls her specialty-making egg dumplings.
Small and exquisite egg dumplings are just like golden gold ingots, which means to make money and treasure. Why is mom so confident about egg dumplings alone? According to my grandmother, my mother learned the skill of making egg dumplings from her grandmother. After listening to this, I seem to understand that making egg dumplings is not just about tasting delicious food and cultivating sentiment for my mother, but full of deep affection.
This year, I was lucky enough to see for myself how my mother made the "gold ingot". Mother first prepared the pork belly for stuffing, washed it and drained it, and then added salt, soy sauce, ginger and other seasonings. Then beat the eggs into a bowl for later use. After all the preparatory work is completed, the most critical and difficult step comes, which is spreading the egg skin, which not only takes time, but also requires patience and skill. Mom's secret is the copper spoon that makes the egg skin. Mom said it was handed down from my great-grandmother and it was extremely precious. The better things are used for a long time, the next step confirms this truth. Mother put aside the beaten egg liquid, scooped one and a half spoons with a spoon and poured them into a copper spoon. Then, slowly turn the copper spoon so that the egg liquid is fully and evenly covered on the spoon surface. "Don't be impatient", my mother often says. Then put the meat in the center of the egg skin. Finally, use chopsticks to stir up one side, make it overlap with the egg skin on the other side, and press tightly around the egg skin with chopsticks to make it firm. One egg dumpling is finished. Although there are many ways to eat egg dumplings, my favorite is to cook soup with tribute pills, vermicelli and yellow sprouts, which is called family portrait and is one of the must-eat foods in the Spring Festival.
the last choice is to forget the loss of the past year and enjoy the warmth of reunion with relatives. For me, tasting egg dumplings with my family is the best "taste of the year"! My family's annual flavor composition grade 3 4
"The sound of firecrackers is one year old, and the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su." Hey? Why did I recite these two poems as soon as I got up? Because today is New Year's Day!
as soon as I got up, my mother dug out the clothes that looked very festive from my closet and told me to put them on. I finally put them on, and my mother said, "Wash your face and brush your teeth quickly, and then comb your hair. Someone will come later." After I finished everything, I sat on the sofa and watched TV. About 2 minutes later, my sister and others came, still holding her niece who was just one year old. I said hello to my sister and brother-in-law: "Happy New Year, sister and brother-in-law!" They gave me 5 yuan's red envelope. After that, the adults cooked in the kitchen, and my little niece and I sat on the sofa to play. Soon, more people came, and I asked my mother quietly, "Are they all local?" "Yes! Otherwise, they will not be allowed to come. " My mother stood next to me and said, "Do you still know them?" When I looked at it, I forgot who it was. I only knew Gu Nai. A grandmother said, "Oh, the girl has grown up. Do you remember who I am?" "Er ..." I really forgot who she was. I turned my head and cried out in a hurry: "Happy New Year, boys and girls!" All of you here are happy and put the red envelope into my hand. Now it's my turn to be happy.
Ready for dinner, a brother came in. I was playing a game in my hand, but I ran to hug him regardless: "Brother, you are here!" " We washed our hands and sat down to eat. There were prawns, braised pork and roast duck that I loved on the table ... I ate happily and didn't forget to propose a drink. After dinner, my brother and I played games in the bedroom, and adults chatted in the living room and watched the Spring Festival Gala.
I am very happy today. However, all the 2xx red envelopes I received were taken away by my mother, who said that I would use them when I grew up. I was very depressed. My mother saw this and left me 2 yuan. After 12 o'clock at night, we went downstairs to shoot. After that, my brother and others went home, and I climbed into bed and fell asleep.
when I got up the next morning, I thought: I was so happy yesterday! I want to go back in time and go back to yesterday. In the New Year, we grab red envelopes, paste Spring Festival couplets, eat New Year's Eve and watch the Spring Festival Gala ... The strong flavor of the New Year is scattered in the air, rippling on people's smiling faces and melting in everyone's heart.
in the morning, I woke up in the sound of firecrackers and opened my eyes. I found my parents comfortably leaning against the back of the bed, holding their mobile phones, staring at the screen tightly, and grabbing red envelopes with their hands flying. Sometimes they look disappointed, sometimes they are very happy and whisper something excitedly. When they saw that I was awake, they quickly leaned over and showed me their "achievements". Mom and dad not only have excitement on their faces, but also a little happiness, because although the red envelope is small, it represents a concern and a blessing from colleagues and friends. The flavor of my family is hidden in a small red envelope.
In the afternoon, my family posted the Spring Festival couplets written by my grandfather outside the door, tearing, cutting and pasting. Everyone had their own tasks, and the movements were so coordinated and orderly that they formed a beautiful picture. Thanks to the efforts of the whole family, the Spring Festival couplets were pasted. I read the Spring Festival couplets: Vientiane has a good spring, and there are many great changes and happy events in a year. Lucky year of the monkey! I read and read with unspeakable joy in my heart. The flavor of my family is hidden in the Spring Festival couplets we posted.
In the evening, my grandparents gathered all their brothers and sisters, set two big tables of rich dishes, and the whole family offered tea and toast to each other, wishing everyone peace and happiness in the new year. I chew slowly in this happy atmosphere, enjoy the happiness of the New Year and taste the flavor of the year hidden in two tables of rich New Year's Eve dinner.
at night, the sound of firecrackers outside the house broke the silence of the night. Stars and dots of fireworks fly around, like lotus flowers, blooming soft petals in the air. Inside, we sat around the TV, eating melon seeds, watching the Spring Festival Gala, and bursts of laughter echoed in the room. The flavor of my home is hidden in the Spring Festival Evening in the house and the fireworks outside the house.
The annual flavor of my family is hidden in a small red envelope, in the Spring Festival couplets we posted, in two rich dinner tables, in the Spring Festival Gala and fireworks, and in everyone's heart. My family's annual flavor composition 6
Some people say that the annual flavor is weak.
some people say that they miss the past.
Grandma always said, "Only my haunted rural hometown has that strong flavor of the year."
I didn't feel the flavor of the year until I returned to my hometown.
The annual flavor of my home is the jumping flame of firewood burning in the earthen stove. Every time I go back to my hometown in the countryside, I always bring some vegetables to help my parents cook. Or wash vegetables, cut vegetables, stir-fry, or cook. Especially in the New Year, I feel warm at home when I look at the hot and red flames. In the eyes of parents, no matter how big we are, we are also children, as if the baby is lying in the arms of parents, warm and sweet. Isn't that beating flame just like our thriving new life?
the annual smell of my home is the smoke rising slowly. Chinese New Year, watching the smoke rising from the chimney of my hometown, I was excited for a long time. Cooking smoke is a unique scenery in my hometown, which I can't forget, solidified in my memory, made me extremely attached and appeared in my sleep.
The flavor of my family is the bright red Spring Festival couplets on every door. Spring Festival couplets are full of people's comfort and satisfaction in life, joy and happiness, and longing for a better future. The prosperous Spring Festival couplets make people feel warm and the pace of spring is near.
the annual smell of my home is the crackling sound of firecrackers. Listening to the voices one after another, from one house to another, from one village to another, the countryside is boiling like ink painting. Watching children between light and fire, bravely picking up unburned firecrackers and enjoying their achievements. The children's innocent laughter echoed in the air of gunpowder.
The annual flavor of my family is the dining table where my family sits around. Relatives thousands of miles away, set foot on the return bus, with eager eyes and fast steps, returned to their distant hometown, sat around a table with their relatives, drank wine, tasted delicious food, and shared their grievances, pains and joys with their relatives. The room is full of deep affection, and the air is full of happiness. Relatives outside are like ships drifting at sea, and finally returned to their harbor. All the pain and fatigue have vanished at this moment.
You in the city, come to the countryside during the Spring Festival! There is a strong flavor of the year here ... The Spring Festival, the seventh day of my family, is the beginning of the year. New Year's Eve is also the most important day of the year.
In the kitchen, there was a scene of great enthusiasm, and the sound of chopping vegetables was endless. The flames on the stove danced happily, and the flames reflected the chef's full head and sweat. On one side of the glass door, the transparent glass was stained with white water vapor, and the little sister stood on tiptoe and held her hand. The busyness of adults in and out is in sharp contrast to our children's leisurely painting on the glass door. The sound of "Zi Zi" from the oil pan always tempts our taste buds.
After a while, the temperature in the kitchen gradually dropped, and the dining room became the happiest place again. A series of well-made delicacies were put on the table, and the greedy children couldn't wait to climb on the chairs and sniffed the delicious food all over the table. At this moment, let's raise our glasses. The crisp clink of glasses, accompanied by songs and laughter, has become the best memory of the year.
After dinner, adults are busy washing dishes, and then they chat around a pot of firewood. Children stay in front of the TV early, waiting for the start of the Spring Festival Gala. As soon as we arrived at eight o'clock, we were immediately immersed in beautiful singing and gorgeous dancing, and cross talk and sketches made us laugh. Knocking on melon seeds and peeling peanuts, the crisp click remains in our hearts and becomes an eternal memory.
The clock struck zero, and a beautiful firework bloomed by the window. Then, after a moment of calm, countless guns sounded, making the sky red. We can't wait to catch all kinds of guns, light them and run away. The dazzling fireworks bloomed to decorate the beautiful night sky. At that moment, an endless stream of firecrackers seemed to ring in my heart.
With the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su. After the night, we will usher in a new year. I believe this is a hopeful year. My family's annual composition 8
The Spring Festival has arrived, and the streets, towns and villages are filled with cheerful atmosphere and the flavor of the New Year.
Although the weather is very cold, it can't stop people from looking forward to the Chinese New Year, and everyone's face is full of smiles. As the Spring Festival approaches, my parents and I go back to grandma Yizheng's house. The pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and the traffic is woven. With gifts for relatives, everyone is rushing home with excitement.