1. Detailed description essay of 800 words

Wang Jie: Wang Jie always looks like a lady when he eats, even if he is holding a bun in his hand.

Look! Wang Jie used her three fair and round fingers to gently hold the lower end of the bun. While smiling and talking to the person opposite, she ate small bites like a chicken pecking at rice. After a long while, she finally finished each one. The buns that are too big have been eliminated. Maybe she felt a little dry in the mouth, so she slowly picked up the toilet paper put aside and wiped the pads of the three fingers that she had just used to hold the bun. Then she held the edge of the bowl with both hands, raised her little finger and ring finger, and slightly opened her red lips. He took a slow sip.

Sensing my gaze, Wang Jie turned his head, smiled slightly at me, and carefully put the bowl back to its place. After chewing slowly for a while, she was the last person in the class, but she was not in a hurry. She took out a new tissue and wiped her mouth, then walked away slowly with the dinner plate.

Zhang Hong: If Wang Jie is a lady, then Zhang Hong is a chivalrous person. Every time Zhang Hong eats, he feels like he's in a war. It seems like he'll be "game over" if he's slow for a second.

Although the school's steamed buns are not big, they are not small either, but Zhang Hong lost half of the steamed buns in one bite. The spoon didn't stop, and he put spoonful after spoonful into his mouth. His cheeks were bulging with food, and they were shaking from time to time. Coupled with the two apple-red masses on his cheeks, at first glance, it looked a little bit... Like a squirrel eating.

Because he was eating in a hurry and would inevitably choke, Zhang Hong would always hurriedly hold the bowl with one hand and pour it into his mouth, while clenching the other hand into a fist. Like, beating his chest rapidly. After a gust of wind and clouds passed, the dinner plate was completely clean, leaving only some vegetable soup. As soon as it was done, Zhang Hong couldn't wait to hold the dinner plate and strode away.

The third grade of junior high school: Gopher Totou (Wu) (This article is originally from the composition library:). 2. Write an article based on detailed descriptions with the title "Making Dumplings"

Making Dumplings

I like the song "Real Hero" very much, and I like the song even more. The lyrics of "How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain? No one can succeed casually." I think this lyric is very correct. This happened to me today.

My mother bought some dumpling skins and meat today. I saw them making it really lively, so I also learned to make dumplings. Start making dumplings. Mom holds the dumpling wrapper in her hand, and I hold the dumpling wrapper in my hand too. Mom wraps the meat in the wrapper, and I wrap the meat in the wrapper. Mom folds the dumplings, and I fold the dumplings. I do everything for my mother. , but the results we got were different. Although the dumplings made by my mother had many sinks, they were small, exquisite and delicate, like white and fat little dolls. But, look at the dumplings I made, some dumplings have their mouths open, some have bloated stomachs, some are not full, their heads are drooping, dejected, and some have small mouths cracked, laughing. Me. I was so angry that I stamped my feet and threw the dumpling wrappers on the table. My mother quickly smiled and said to me: "Silly son, you are angry. Don't you like the line "How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain" in "Real Heroes"? No one can succeed casually. "Is this the lyrics? Come and teach you, and then learn from your mother." At this time, my anger suddenly disappeared. I took another piece of dumpling wrapper and spread it flat on my hands like my mother did. Use the other hand to use a chopstick to make an appropriate amount of depression in the middle of the dumpling wrapper, then use the tip of the chopstick to apply some water around the dumpling wrapper, then close the dumpling wrapper and gently fold it. Wow! The dumplings I made were exactly the same as my mother's. I jumped three feet high and shouted, "I can make dumplings!" My mother laughed, and I laughed too.

We may fail in everything we do, but as long as you don’t give up, you will succeed. This is true even for small things like making dumplings. 3. The 700-word essay on making dumplings for the first time has 400 words. Detailed word description

One day during the summer vacation this year, my mother suggested making dumplings to eat. I was so happy that I jumped three feet high. I thought I could show off my skills now, so I waited eagerly and excitedly.

After my mother bought the dumpling wrappers and adjusted the dumpling fillings, our whole family started wrapping them. I kept reminding myself: This is my first time making dumplings. I must make them quickly and well to show my true ability. So, I wrapped it up like my parents.

First of all, I calmly picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper and put it in the palm of my hand, then put a large spoonful of fillings on it, carefully folded the dumpling wrapper in half, and followed my father's skill in kneading the dumpling wrapper. stand up. "Ah, that's not good." A small ball of dumpling stuffing was squeezed out of his "belly". I quickly took another piece of dumpling wrapper to patch it up, and just made do with this dumpling. At first glance, it looks like a newly born "ugly duckling".

At this time, I was anxious and unconvinced, so I made up my mind to wrap something good-looking again. I must not be looked down upon by my parents. This time I learned my lesson and put less stuffing, but I ended up with a skinny "skinny" one. My mother couldn't help but burst into laughter. I couldn't help but lower my head in shame. It turns out that making dumplings is not an easy task. It's not good to pack it this way, and it's not good to pack it that way, so I don't want to pack it anymore.

Dad seemed to see what I was thinking, so he said to me: "Nothing is difficult in the world, only if you are willing. It is your first time to make dumplings. Although you did not make it well, you have the confidence to follow suit. You won't be disappointed." I looked at my father's expectant eyes and nodded in agreement. He taught me very patiently: "No matter what you do, you must be sure, just like making dumplings and putting fillings. You must have a certain amount to fill your 'belly'. If there is too much, you will suffer from indigestion. If it’s too little, you’ll be hungry, that’s the truth.” Slowly, I became able to make dumplings skillfully, quickly and well. The "ugly duckling" finally turned into a "white swan".

Thinking about it now, it is still fresh in my memory! Not only did I learn the skills of making dumplings, but I also learned how to deal with others; when doing anything, you must have an appropriate "degree", and this "degree" is just right. 4. Composition on making steamed buns

We got up early and prepared to make steamed buns by ourselves. You must be excited, so come and take a look.

First of all, we took out the self-rising flour and bean paste stuffing we bought yesterday, and started to get busy like the kitchen in the canteen. Dad is responsible for mixing the noodles, mom helps dad, and I am responsible for putting the bean paste filling into the bowl. The sun gradually rose, and we completed our respective tasks one after another.

Next it’s time to make the buns. My mother didn't know how to make it, so she made it into a round ball with a hole at the bottom, which looked like a glutinous rice ball. We laughed at it. Dad started to do it, and he mastered the skills. The buns he made were exactly the same as those sold outside, as if they were copied. I felt itchy after seeing it, and quickly asked my father for advice. It looks like a simple flower bun, but it is difficult to learn. When I watched my father make bags, he just folded them again and again, and soon a bun was ready. But when it came to my hands, I folded and folded again and again. When it was done, the mouth couldn't be closed anymore. The stuffing couldn't be wrapped in and was exposed. Finally, my father had to come and seal it for me. Look at the buns I made. Because they were discounted too much, they were almost turning into dough. Why is it so ugly? I was puzzled and tried another one. Alas, it's still the same as before.

Although the buns I made were not as good-looking as my dad, my dad still praised me, because although the buns I made were not good-looking, I tried to make them, but my mother said that this kind of buns could not be made. Didn't even try to do it.

When the sun was shining all over the earth, we were enjoying the bean paste buns made by ourselves with relish. Although they were not as delicious as those made in the canteen, we were still very happy. 5. Write an article based on detailed descriptions with the title "Making Dumplings"

I really like the song "True Heroes" about making dumplings, and even more like the lyrics in the song "Without experience How can rainbows appear in the wind and rain? No one can succeed casually." I think this lyric is very right. Today I encountered such a thing. My mother bought some dumpling wrappers and meat today, and I saw that they were able to wrap them well. It was really lively, so I also learned to make dumplings. I started making dumplings. My mother held the dumpling wrapper in her hand, and I followed suit. My mother wrapped the meat in the wrapper, and I also wrapped the meat in the wrapper. Here, my mother folded dumplings, and I also folded dumplings. I made everything for my mother, but the results we got were different. Although the dumplings made by my mother were full of sinks, they were small, exquisite and delicate, like white and fat little dolls. But , and then look at the dumplings I made. Some dumplings have their mouths open, some have bulging stomachs, some are not full, their heads are drooping, dejected, and some have small mouths cracked, laughing at me. I was so angry that I stamped my feet and threw the dumpling wrappers on the table. My mother quickly smiled and said to me: "Silly son, you are angry. Don't you like the line "How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain" in "Real Heroes"? No one Can you succeed casually? "Is this the lyrics? Come and teach you, and then learn from your mother." At this time, my anger suddenly disappeared. I took another piece of dumpling wrapper and imitated my mother's example. Spread it flat on your hand, use a chopstick in the other hand to dig an appropriate amount into the middle of the dumpling wrapper, then use the tip of the chopstick to apply some water around the dumpling wrapper, then close the dumpling wrapper and gently fold it. .Wow! The dumplings I made were exactly the same as my mother's. I jumped three feet high and shouted: "I can make dumplings now!" My mother laughed, and I laughed too. Everything we did, we You may fail, but as long as you don't give up, you will definitely succeed. This is true even for small things like making dumplings. 6. The 700-word essay on making dumplings for the first time includes 400 words of detailed description.

One day during the summer vacation this year, my mother suggested making dumplings to eat.

I jumped three feet high with joy, thinking that I could show off my skills now, so I waited eagerly and excitedly. After my mother bought the dumpling wrappers and adjusted the dumpling fillings, our whole family started wrapping them.

I kept reminding myself: This is my first time making dumplings. I must make them quickly and well to show my true ability. So, I wrapped it up like my parents.

First of all, I calmly picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper and put it in the palm of my hand, then put a large spoonful of fillings on it, carefully folded the dumpling wrapper in half, and followed my father's skill in kneading the dumpling wrapper. stand up. "Ah, it's not good."

A small ball of dumpling filling was squeezed out of the "belly". I quickly took another piece of dumpling wrapper to patch it up, and just made do with this dumpling.

At first glance, it looks like a newly born "ugly duckling". At this time, I was anxious and unconvinced, so I made up my mind to pack something nice again, so that my parents would not look down on me.

This time I learned a lesson and put less fillings, but unexpectedly, I ended up with a skinny "skinny" one. My mother couldn't help but burst into laughter.

I couldn't help but lower my head in shame. It turns out that making dumplings is not an easy task. It's not good to pack it this way, and it's not good to pack it that way, so I don't want to pack it anymore.

Dad seemed to see what I was thinking, so he said to me: "Nothing is difficult in the world, only if you are willing. It is your first time to make dumplings. Although you did not make it well, you have the confidence to follow suit. You won’t be disappointed.”

I looked at my father’s expectant eyes and nodded in agreement. He taught me very patiently: "No matter what you do, you must be sure, just like making dumplings and putting fillings.

There must be a certain amount to fill the 'belly'. If Too much will cause indigestion, and too little will make you hungry, that’s the truth."

Slowly, I became able to make dumplings skillfully, quickly and well. The "ugly duckling" finally turned into a "white swan".

Thinking about it now, it is still fresh in my memory! Not only did I learn the skills of making dumplings, but I also learned how to deal with others; when doing anything, you must have an appropriate "degree", and this "degree" is just right. 7. Baozi composition

I remember when I was in fourth grade, the school organized us to go to the Liantang base to participate in practical activities.

There, I learned how to make steamed buns. In the cafeteria, the teacher first showed us how to make buns.

The teacher flattened the dough on the palm of his hand, scooped out a spoonful of meat filling, put the meat filling into the dough, and then closed the dough. Looking at the teacher's skillful movements, we were envious.

After the teacher finished demonstrating, he let us do it ourselves. I picked up the dough, scooped out a spoonful of meat filling like the teacher did, and put the meat filling on the dough.

Then close the dough towards the middle, and you will find that no matter which direction you pinch it, some filling will squeeze out. So I pinched the skin on the left side and pinched the skin on the right side.

It took a lot of effort to wrap the buns, but as soon as I put them on the plate, the skin cracked again. The cracked mouth seemed to be mocking me for not knowing how to wrap it, and I didn’t think it looked good when I saw it.

After making a few weird-looking buns, the teacher came to see how we were doing. The teacher saw the buns I made and smiled, "Kid, this is what it looks like." The teacher taught me how to make buns and encouraged me and said, "First put the skin in the palm of your hand, and then press the skin into a certain size." Come scoop out the meat filling and close the skin.

You did a great job, keep up the good work!" The teacher walked to the other side, and I seemed to hear someone snickering while she was teaching me. . Looking around, I saw several people pointing at me and smiling from time to time.

I thought to myself: If I don’t do it this time, I won’t be able to save my face! So I started to do it seriously. I did a pretty good job this time. My self-score: 90 points! At noon, we came to the canteen again. I saw the aunt in the cafeteria steaming the buns we made and putting them on the table.

Some were made like dumplings, some were made like glutinous rice balls, and some were made in a stylish way... Although I didn’t eat the buns I made, I thought it was fun to make buns this time. . 8. I learned how to make dumplings. The composition is about 800 words. It needs to be described in detail. Urgently requested.

I learned how to make dumplings.

Everyone must be familiar with dumplings! But making dumplings, not many people must have done it before! Speaking of making dumplings, I had a hard time.

Once upon a time, my grandma told me that dumplings are one of the foods in the north. They are famous not only in China, but also in the world!

I remember one day last summer, my mother said she wanted to make dumplings. I was so happy! Because I can finally make dumplings. After my mother prepared the dumplings, I said to my mother, "I'll make the dumplings too!" My mother agreed. When I was about to make the dumplings, my mother stopped me and said, "Go and wash your hands first!" "I had no choice but to wash my hands.

At the beginning, I saw my mother take a piece of dumpling wrapper first, then put the stuffing in the dumpling wrapper; finally, fold the dumpling in half and pinch it, and a dumpling was born! After I saw my mother's actions, I learned to wrap it up. It was wrapped well at first, but when it was time to pinch it, I accidentally burst the belly of the dumpling, and the filling of the dumpling squeezed out from the inside. So, I hurriedly took a piece of skin and stuck it on it. Unfortunately, I didn’t know if I was too strong, and the stuffing was exposed from the top. I patched it up again. After several twists and turns, it turned into a shape like Small ball-like dumplings.

I was not convinced and wrapped another one, but this time, I wrapped it around and couldn’t fold it! At this time, my mother saw it, took the dumpling from my hand and said, "You put too much filling." When I heard it, I was so sad! I looked at my mother's bag and saw that it was really fast and good. So, I decided to do it again. At first I got a "little skinny guy" and the second time I got a "big fat guy". I was so angry! But I refused to admit defeat, so I wrapped it again, but this time it was too small... Just like that, I wrapped it again and again, and finally got used to it.

And it’s well packaged! Although I was not as good as my mother, I was no longer sad and decided to surpass my mother next time.

After dinner, I was so anxious to eat that I actually grabbed the "little leather ball" I had just wrapped. I took a bite and spat it out. Everyone asked: "What's wrong?" I replied: "A little raw". Everyone looked at it and replied: "It's so fat, of course it's a little raw! I felt really bad when I heard it.

After this process of making dumplings, I understood that making dumplings is not very easy. It’s easy! You have to stand the test, otherwise you won’t be able to complete it... Not only do you have to do this when making dumplings, you have to do this when doing other things too!

I learned how to make dumplings

Everyone must be familiar with dumplings! But not many people have ever made dumplings!

In the past, my grandma told me that dumplings are a food from the north. One of them is not only famous in China, but also famous in the world!

I remember one day during the summer vacation last year, my mother said that I wanted to make dumplings. I was so happy because I could finally make dumplings. After the dumplings were ready, I said to my mother: "I'll make them too!" "My mother agreed. When I was about to pack it, my mother stopped me and said, "Go and wash your hands first! "I had no choice but to wash my hands.

To start, I saw my mother take a piece of dumpling wrapper first, and then put the stuffing in the dumpling wrapper; finally, fold the dumpling in half and pinch it into a dumpling. Then it was born! After I saw my mother's movements, I learned to wrap it well at first, but when I pinched it, I accidentally squeezed the belly of the dumpling, and the filling squeezed out from the inside. . So, I hurriedly took a piece of skin and put it on it. Unfortunately, I didn’t know if I was too strong, and the stuffing was exposed from the top. I patched it up again. After several twists and turns, it turned into a The dumplings were like small balls.

I was not convinced and made another one, but this time, I couldn’t fold it after wrapping it. I took the dumpling and said, "You put too much filling." I was so sad! I saw how fast and good my mother was making it, so I decided to make another one. The "little skinny guy" wrapped a "big fat guy" for the second time. I was so angry! But I refused to admit defeat, so I wrapped it again, but this time it was too small... Just like that, I wrapped it again and again, and finally I'm used to it. And it's not as good as my mother's, but I'm not sad anymore and decided to do it better than my mother next time.

I was so anxious to eat. I took a bite of the "little ball" I had wrapped and spat it out. Everyone asked, "What's wrong?" Of course it’s a little raw! I felt really bad after hearing this.

After this process of making dumplings, I understand that making dumplings is not very easy! It has to stand the test, otherwise it won’t be possible to complete this task... Not only does this apply to making dumplings, but it also applies to other things!