When it comes to snacks in our hometown, snowballing usury and Sachikel are among the best. The most delicious taste of snowballing usury is bean paste. Although it looks khaki, it smells delicious and tastes sweet and soft. The ingredients needed for snowballing are also very common, such as glutinous rice, sugar, soybean powder and water, and the time of snowballing was actually in the Qianlong period!

Don't get carried away by snowballing, the best food begins now! It's Saqima. The golden Saqima is also inlaid with ruby-like hawthorn pieces and emerald-like raisins. Just looking at the golden Saqima makes people drool. Saqima is fragrant, soft, sweet but not greasy.

I love snacks in my hometown, and I love my hometown-Beijing!

Dad ordered many delicious dishes, including our favorite chicken leg. My cousin immediately picked up a chicken leg and ate it with relish. The waiter said, "Little friend, it's better to dip the chicken leg." So my cousin stood up. The waiter added, "Son, you'd better sit and eat comfortably." My cousin looked at me strangely, and I nodded and said, "Well, you'd better sit down and eat." So, my cousin sat down again and just took a bite. The waiter said, "Little friend, I told you that chicken legs are delicious when dipped in them." Then my cousin quickly stood up and said angrily, "It's too noisy. I have to eat standing up, but I have to eat sitting down, so can't people live?" Our whole family burst into laughter, and I laughed so hard that my mouth fell out.

Up to now, I can't help laughing every time I see a chicken leg.

The annual "12.8" Shaxian Snack Festival has finally arrived. Due to the time problem, I can only wait until 12.9 to visit the snack exhibition. On February 9, 65438, after dinner, my parents and I couldn't wait to go to the snack exhibition. It's really lively there! This long street is like a dragon. It is divided into three parts, one is a commodity exhibition, the other is an automobile exhibition and the other is a snack exhibition. There are many strange goods at the trade show, and the toy puppet attracts me the most. We saw the boss performing, and the muppets would listen to the conductor and dance, which was very "magical", so we bought two. Later, we read the instructions, and it turned out that they were tied to the finger by a transparent thread and controlled by the finger. Of course, the most important thing in the snack festival is to taste snacks. There are famous snacks from all over the country at the snack exhibition. My favorite is kebabs. Mutton kebabs are delicious. Mutton is very tender and delicious. I also ate many other snacks, including candied haws, meatballs, beef balls, grilled squid and so on. Visiting the whole street, as a Shaxian native, I feel very proud. Shaxian snack is famous all over the country. I hope the snacks in Shaxian are getting better and better, and the people in Shaxian are happier.

Write a 300-word composition (food) in the snack city (hometown Liupanshui (Cool Capital)) (Indian flying cake and toilet ice cream) "Who doesn't say that my hometown is beautiful, the mountains are beautiful, the water is beautiful and the people are more beautiful ..." I was deeply intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of my hometown.

The willow beside the ancient well first reported the news of spring. Goose-yellow buds are like stars in the sky; The swaying branches are dancing in the spring breeze, just like the black hair of the neighbor's third sister. Jiao Yan flew over the willow branches with mud in his arms, came to the drilling platform and started the first step of his new life-nesting. Looking at the clever swallows, my heart has flown to the blue sky with them and wandered on the beautiful white clouds.

The cool well water pulled me back from the clouds. The aunt next door fetched a bucket of sweet and cold water from the ancient well, and it didn't take long for us naughty children to drink it all. That carefree energy still haunts me.

With the arrival of the rainy season, the grass on the mountain becomes darker and denser. At this time, carrying a basket, drilling into the towering pine forest in groups of three or five and picking mushrooms in the grass deeper than our bodies became the happiest moment. Sporadic mushrooms stand proudly under trees and grass like a purple umbrella, just waiting for us to put them in the basket one by one. Blue sky and white clouds, scorching sun, sweating like rain. But the mushrooms in the basket jumped home with us. What I naturally get is my mother's kind smile and the praise of my aunt next door.

Thousands of miles of ice, Wan Li snow. The water in the Zi River fell asleep in Grandpa Dong's arms and became a glittering ribbon, as white as crystal. The faint sunshine sighed at the sleepy and drunk glacier, shook his head helplessly and disappeared in an instant. At this time, the glacier was crowded with people. In a flat place, there are some gyro competitions to see whose gyro is more exquisite and beautiful first; Some friends drew several circles with colored chalk, and these circles flew in the sky like rainbows. Some people put a steel ball on the top, which can make them rotate flexibly and quickly ... On the slope, there are skating performances: solo performances of eagles spreading their wings on the ice; There are three people pulling the sled with the dog; Some people just sit on boards, ride on pine branches and run thousands of miles down the hillside. ...

Green willows in spring. Mushrooms in summer and glaciers in winter accompanied me through a short childhood, which still makes me unforgettable and intoxicated!

In the historical review, the Chinese nation has a rich history and culture of 5,000 years, which contributed to this colorful China flavor.

Looking back at history and looking up at the sky, what is Chinese flavor?

China's taste is "Indus is raining even more until dusk, dribs and drabs". She waited more carefully than a yellow flower in the west wind, and her waiting for Mingcheng was as firm as a rock, and her belt widened without regret. Silent AIDS gives birth to that kind of sadness, while Chinese flavor is endless and implicit waiting.

China's taste is the indifference of "Ask your life's achievements, Zhan Zhou, Huizhou, Huangzhou". After the Wutai case subsided, your political opponents drew you a narrow piece of land in Huangzhou and sentenced you to "residential surveillance". Their ugly faces laughed, depending on how your noble head hung down. But you are just "misty rain all your life", and you are indifferent to it. Chinese flavor is an indifferent attitude.

Chinese flavor is the heroic spirit of "death is also a ghost hero" On the banks of the Wujiang River, the sky has been dyed blood red, and the soldiers around me have fallen one by one. Then, Aifei's suicide makes you even angrier. Surrounded by songs of Chu, you shed blood on the Wujiang River. You know, the children in Jiangdong are so talented that it is unknown whether they can make a comeback, but as you know, the 3000 children who followed you are gone forever. You are ashamed of your elders in Jiangdong and are willing to die to save their stable life in the future. China tastes brave and fearless.

The taste of China is a magnetic needle in my heart, and I will never change my loyalty to the South. In the invasion of Mongolian fighters, the country was destroyed, and you were captured in a world of panic and sigh in a small ocean. They threatened you to surrender, and you only chose three ways: cutting your waist, peeling it alive and frying it. You are not afraid, hold on, I recommend Xuanyuan's faith with my blood. Chinese flavor is fearless loyalty to the liver and righteousness.

Chinese flavor is the firmness of "the road is long, and I will go up and down to seek";

Chinese flavor is the calmness of "bowing your head and being a willing ox";

Chinese flavor is "dragging its tail" to fish in the water, and dreaming that butterflies escape at night;

Chinese flavor is the sad feeling that "thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, and the poor in the world look happy";

Chinese flavor is the ambition of literati to "worry about the world first, and enjoy the world later";

China flavor is ...

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Through the eyes of history, the taste of China is the heavy precipitation of China's history and culture for thousands of years. It gives us faith, firmness, indifference, calmness, strength and strong backing. ...

Where can I play on a one-day tour in Shaxian County? 300 yuan will be fine. You can eat dozens of snacks in the alley street of Binhe Road, and then go to Jianguo Road to eat the most representative snack Miaomen Flat Meat in Shaxian County. Then go for a walk in the new snack city. The snacks there are also good. When you finally go back, you can take two salted ducks home. The dried salted duck in Shaxian is very good. Taojinshan is just behind the snack city. You can also go for a walk. If you are tired, don't go. There is nothing to see in that place.

Write an unforgettable composition in 350 words: unforgettable Sunday

Today is Sunday. The bright sunshine caressed my face like my mother. I feel very comfortable.

After breakfast, I finished my homework carefully and asked my mother to play football for a while. My mother agreed. I happily picked up the football and flew away. I came to the school playground with my little cousin, kicking around for a while, fighting with my little cousin for a while and having a good time. Only when I shouted "clap" a beautiful start, the football flew straight to the flowerpot on the windowsill of Aunt Zhang's house next to the school. The flowerpot fell from the windowsill and broke into pieces. At that time, I was frightened and hurried home with my cousin.

When I got home, I was very scared and my heart was pounding. After lunch, I have been thinking about it in my heart, and I am not in the mood to play with my cousin. Thinking of the teacher educating us to be honest children, I regretted it very much and decided to apologize to Aunt Zhang. I came to Aunt Zhang's house and voluntarily admitted the process of kicking the vase. Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "As long as you can admit your mistake, you are a good boy."

Although Aunt Zhang forgave me, I still have some regrets, but my heart is much lighter because I feel guilty about admitting my mistake.

Chapter 2: Unforgettable Sunday

My mother works the night shift this evening. My father and I are going to cook the "latest" fried eggs and give the famous chef a "blockbuster".

Do it. Let's wash our hands first Then, I picked up the round and lovely eggs and smashed them on the pot. Open the eggshell, and the egg white will flow into the pot with the yolk. Pick up the pan, add a steady fire and start frying. With the increase of firepower, the color of eggs is really getting darker and darker. In the middle of frying, my father and I picked up a spoonful of sugar and vinegar, poured the vinegar first, then put the sugar, and there were some small bubbles on the eggs. At first, I was a little scared, but when I saw my father's triumphant appearance, I was not afraid. The little bubbles gradually disappeared, and I began to turn eggs. After a while, the poached eggs were finally fried. The attractive aroma came to our nostrils and made us drool.

At this time, my mother came back from work. After eating her father's poached eggs, she held out her thumb: "Gao! Really high! " Dad said, "We are famous chefs!" " Mother casually said: "This means' close to Zhu Zhechi'!" In a word, we laughed.

What an unforgettable day!

Chapter 3: Unforgettable Sunday

Next Monday is Women's Day. In order to make my mother have an unforgettable Women's Day, I decided to help my mother and give her a surprise this Sunday.

I washed the rag first. After washing, my sister asked me to fold the rag into a square. I asked curiously, "Why?" Sister said, "You can use this dirty one, which will save water and time." I cleaned all the tables first. After cleaning, I saw that the rag was dirty, so I changed it to the other side and cleaned the window sill at home. I think it's really useful for my sister to use a rag. After wiping, the rag is really dirty. I ran to the bathroom to wash the dishcloth and hung it on the balcony. I was not idle during the time when I was drying the dishcloth. I picked up a mop and mopped the floor at home. After finishing, my mother praised me happily and said, "My son is really capable of wiping the floor like a mirror." I am particularly proud after listening to it. After wiping the floor, the rag was almost dry, so I picked up the rag to wipe the TV and computer, because I knew that the contact between water and electricity might generate current and endanger my safety. Am I smart?

After this special experience, I felt pain in my arms and waist, but I realized my mother's hard work. Although this work is very few, I am praised by my mother and sister, and I feel very happy.

Chapter 4: Unforgettable Sunday

On Sunday morning, I took the 13 bus to the Cultural City to dance as usual.

I got on the bus. There are three little boys and a brother in the car. When I arrived at the post office, I suddenly braked. At that time, then, two little boys were still standing here. A second-grade boy didn't stop, but suddenly stepped on a third-grade boy. The stepping boy said, "What are you doing?" Can't your eyes see my feet? "So, I grabbed his ear. A little boy older than them saw it and didn't stop it. Instead, he went to fight with him. The little boy who was beaten said indignantly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" " "

"What are you doing? What are you doing? What did people do to you? " With that, a big brother from high school immediately went to hold their hands and left. The big brother said to the little boy, "Are you all right? Don't cry, we are men, men should stand up, they often say that men are men! Never lose face over trifles. I am here, not afraid! " After seeing that brother, I thought: That brother's heart must be bright red and kind. After I read this story, if people all over the world were as kind as big brother, such big and small things would not happen in the world. Brother, I will definitely remember your words.

Chapter 5: Unforgettable Sunday

As soon as I got home at noon, I knew there would be a storm. Look: Mom is sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater without saying a word, while Dad is drinking hard. Well, we agreed not to go to the movies again. However, for this movie, I fought for it! I ran to my mother and sprinkled jiao: "Mom, play with me!" " "As soon as my mother saw me, she quickly said," OK, OK, dear daughter, what do you want to play? I blinked and said, "My first finger stands for falling, my second finger stands for worrying, my third finger stands for forgetting, and my fourth finger stands for worrying. I held out my finger. What do you mean? " Dad looked at me, too

The game has begun. I took out the second, fourth, first and second fingers, and then I tried my best to take out the third finger. Dad reacted quickly: "Bored, bored, dropped, bored, forgotten, forgotten, forgotten …" Dad said several words of "forgotten" like a puppy barking, which made us laugh.

The second inning began. I lost my third finger, my first finger, my fourth finger and my second finger. My father beat my mother again and said the answer: "Forgot, dropped, bored, bored!" " ""What did you say? "I asked." Forget your troubles. ""Say it again. " "Forget your troubles! "After that, my father suddenly realized that he looked at us and laughed together. Suddenly, my father seemed to remember something and said, "wife, children, let's all go!" "What are you going to do?" "Let's go to the movies!"

It turns out that dad still remembers our plan. This Sunday is really unforgettable. I hope I will be so happy every Sunday in the future!

"Rinrin bell" rang and the students lined up to walk out of the classroom. I stood in the first row of the line and walked out slowly. Suddenly, Zhang Haoran, standing behind me, rushed in front of me. Because the door was too small for two people, he ran so fast that I was thrown to the ground at once. Ouch, it really hurts! The classmates next to me didn't seem to see me fall to the ground, flying around in front of my eyes like happy birds. At this time, a pair of lovely little hands gently lifted me up, patted the dust on my clothes, and then helped me to the seat and said, "Lin, are you all right!" " ""nothing. "I looked up, my white face came into view, with a long ponytail on my round head, a pair of glasses on my high nose, and gentle light shining in my eyes. It's her-Chen Mingyuan. Chen Mingyuan is my good classmate. When she first entered the first grade, she was the "king of literacy" in our class. If we don't know any words, we all go to her for advice, and she teaches us patiently. She is also a famous "high voice" in our class. Usually, the teacher will invite her to read the composition in class. When she read the composition, her voice was so loud that everyone was fascinated. She usually loves the group and is willing to help her classmates. Things like this have happened to her more than once. For example, today, Li Shuo deliberately hit me in the stomach, and Chen Mingyuan was the first to come and hug me. She also seriously criticized Li Shuo.

Although Chen Mingyuan is a few months younger than me, in my heart, she seems to be my good sister, protecting me. Do you think such a good classmate should praise her?

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