In ordinary daily life, everyone often comes into contact with composition. Composition is the transition from internal language to external language, that is, from compressed and concise language that one can understand to developed language with standardized grammatical structure.

Transformation into external language forms that can be understood by others.

Do you know how to write a good essay?

The following is a collection of excellent taste compositions that I have compiled for reference only. I hope it can help everyone.

Excellent Taste Essay 1 There are many kinds of tastes in the world, just like the taste of seasonings, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, there are all kinds of them, but the taste is more than that... One time, my parents went to work for my birthday, and I was alone at home.

I felt very bored inside, and I felt stuffy and panicked, so I went downstairs for a walk, but I still felt bored.

I want my parents to come back soon, but they are very busy and have no time to pay attention to me, which makes me very angry.

I called my friend and wanted him to play with me. I said: Can you come to my house to play?

He replied: Sorry, I have something to do and can't go!

I was very angry and lonely. I was angry with my parents and my friends, but being angry could not change anything. I had no choice but to go home and watch TV, but I fell asleep while watching it.

In my daze, I suddenly heard a cluttered noise. I tried to open my eyes and saw my parents cooking. I looked at the watch and it was already half past six. I stood up and walked to the kitchen and asked my parents strangely.

: Why do you cook so many dishes?

Dad said: You forgot that today is your birthday!

My nose suddenly felt sore and my eyes were filled with tears, but I still held back and just said one simple word: Oh.

At this time, I heard the doorbell ding-dong, ding-dong... again. I went over and opened the door, and it turned out that it was my friends who came to celebrate my birthday with gifts!

I was surprised and touched. I was no longer angry. We sang happy birthday, ate cake, and felt very happy.

I had the most meaningful birthday in my life. On my birthday, I experienced the taste of touch, happiness, and surprise. These tastes are all the taste of my love.

Excellent Taste Essay 2 The finely chopped cinnamon smells like home, rippling around.

The big roses bloomed brilliantly, with the rich smell, the fast pace of life every day, enthusiasm and passion. Under this fragrance, I had long forgotten the unique taste of my hometown until the reunion festival came.

It was a mild afternoon, and the sun was flowing lazily over my hometown. The same was true for my hometown, and the air was lazily sprinkled with osmanthus perfume.

I returned to my hometown, and as soon as I entered the small courtyard, I saw the smiling sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard. Even the branches were taking a lunch break, but they still faced me, smiling peacefully.

I have been sitting quietly in the fragrance of cinnamon, letting the fine fragrance cover my clothes, but still not brushing them off.

I have forgotten how long it has been since I spent the afternoon in such quietness; I have forgotten how long it has been since I have been immersed in a life as warm as a rose; I have forgotten how long it has been since the unique and faint fragrance of my hometown has been left behind.

I sat in the quiet fragrance and watched them fall into my palms.

I didn't want to let this hard-won fragrance spill from my hands again, so I put them in a transparent bottle.

The transparent bottle shines brightly and reflects the shadow of those subtle fragrances. They are crowded together in the bottle. I know that it is a kind of noise and taste that belongs to my hometown.

I put the cork on the bottle and the taste of my hometown was treasured forever and would never slip away from my hands again.

I left my hometown again, taking the taste of my hometown with me.

I waved goodbye to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. The wind blew by, and the fine osmanthus fell to the ground. It was the smell of my hometown.

Today, the bottle of osmanthus is still by my side. No need to open the cork, the elegant smell permeates the surroundings, sweetly.

I know, that is the most beautiful fragrance, different from the rose, it is the taste of hometown.

Excellent Taste Essay 3 The taste of hometown is not delicacies, but simple and simple.

In Shaanxi, the most famous thing is mutton steamed buns.

We walked into this store and saw the chef coming out wearing this tall hat.

After I ordered my meal, I saw through the window that the chef was stirring the mutton soup pot with a one-meter-long spoon. He put the mutton in the bowl, put another ladle of soup into the bowl, and then grabbed a handful of coriander and sprinkled it on the bowl.

Then he brought the bowl and called: "No. 24 mutton steamed buns are ready!" I walked over to get the meal, and the fragrant mutton soup hit my face. I broke off a few pieces of steamed buns with my hands and put them into the bowl, and then ate the meat with big mouthfuls.

Drinking soup in large gulps is in line with the generous personality of us Shaanxi people.

In the morning, people will eat tofu.

The white and tender tofu is placed in a bowl of fragrant soup. It is smooth and tender when you touch it lightly with your teeth. After eating one bowl, your whole body will feel warm, and you will not feel the coldness of winter at all.

In autumn, our favorite is persimmon cake.

Grandma peeled off the skin of the persimmons, kneaded some dough inside, turned on the fire, put the pot on, poured the persimmons into the pot, and made a "prickly" sound, but after a while the persimmon cakes were ready and tasted sweet.

The juicy persimmon cake might as well be said to be grandma’s love.

Where the soil and water support the people, this is the authentic food of our Shaanxi Province, and when made with hard-working hands, this is the taste of hometown.