In real life or work and study, everyone often sees composition. Composition writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory.

So have you ever understood composition?

Below are the fried chicken drumstick compositions I collected for everyone. You are welcome to read them. I hope you will like them.

Fried chicken legs essay 1. Looking at the table full of a lot of dishes, my mouth watered. Chicken legs, hot dogs, sausages are all my favorite.

Ah, when will I be able to cook?

You can eat when you are hungry without waiting for others to cook, so I asked my mother to teach me how to fry chicken legs, and my mother agreed.

I brought the marinated chicken legs, and my mother asked me to mix the fried powder and eggs and wrap the chicken legs.

Coat it with bread crumbs.

I called my mother, wrapped the chicken legs in batter, and then wrapped them in bread crumbs.

Then I would try it with my chopsticks while the chicken was out of the pot. If the chicken legs could be pierced through, it meant it was cooked. It had been fried for ten minutes, so it should be ready.

I fished them out, put them on a plate, and sprinkled some cumin powder.

The golden chicken legs are so fragrant that my mouth is almost watering.

My mother immediately brought the chicken legs in. Just as the plate of chicken legs was finished, I took a big bite.

Ah, from the aroma in your mouth to the pit of your stomach, it’s just like McDonald’s.

It's simply a treat.

It will leave you with endless aftertaste.

But after a while there was only one chicken leg left on the plate.

But I only ate two.

It's too late, but it's soon.

I picked up the chopsticks at lightning speed and attacked the deliciously fragrant chicken legs.

Fortunately, I was almost robbed by my younger brother.

After a while of devouring.

Only the chicken leg in my mother's hand was left.

I watched my mother chew the chicken legs carefully and slowly.

Hey, I'm greedy. I regret that I ate too slowly. Hey, I haven't eaten enough yet.

Today is great. I learned how to fry chicken legs again. It feels so good to eat chicken legs.

Fried Chicken Leg Essay 2 I am a fried chicken leg. I was originally a chicken leg that was about to get worms, but the "black-hearted boss" took me back to his house. He washed me with water and put me away the next morning.

In his shop, he deep-fried me in a pan, mixed with a little seasoning, and was painted with bright yellow pigment by the "black-hearted boss".

When the children saw it, their saliva kept flowing down, and they all clamored for their mother and father to buy them a chicken leg to eat.

How I want to tell the children: I was eaten by mice at night, and bitten by flies and mosquitoes during the day, so I have many germs that children cannot see. If children eat me, their stomach will hurt and they will always go to the toilet.

If it gets serious, you may have to go to the hospital.

The "black-hearted boss" made me sleep with garbage at night, and the next day, he put me in a beautiful coat to deceive you.

Some sensible children don't eat this kind of food.

Although they didn't eat me and the "black-hearted boss" was very angry, I knew that things like me couldn't be given to children.

Ah! Except for me, it’s best not to eat other fried foods and food from roadside stalls, because these things are not good for our bodies, only harmful.

Fried Chicken Legs Essay 3 I am a girl who is not picky about food. The most enjoyable moment for me is when I enjoy all kinds of food, but my favorite is fried chicken legs.

My mother’s fried chicken legs are so delicious. I can never get enough of them.

The skin of the freshly fried chicken legs is golden brown, and the oil seems to be seeping out of the skin. The fragrant smell is tangy and mouth-watering.

Take one and try it, it's really delicious.

The skin is oily but not greasy, and the meat is tender and smooth. Take one bite and the fragrant taste will stay in your mouth for a long time.

I remember it was a Sunday. My mother asked for my opinion and said softly: "Girl, what do you want to eat for lunch?" I raised my head and said coquettishly: "Of course it's my best thing - fried chicken legs." My mother said happily.

: "Okay, little greedy cat." After a while, the room was filled with fragrance, and the steaming hot fried chicken legs were ready.

As soon as my mother served it, I went up and took one.

"Ah, it's so hot!" I shouted, quickly put the chicken leg down, sucked my fingers, and then quickly picked up the fried chicken leg, took a big bite and stuffed it into my mouth.

Suddenly, a strong sense of satisfaction filled my heart!

It was so delicious that I ate it one after another.

After a while, the plate of fried chicken legs was gone, and I was full.

My mother said, "Girl, you love food so much, you have to make it yourself next time." I clapped my hands and cheered loudly, "Okay, long live mom!" It made my mother laugh.

Fried Chicken Legs Essay 4 I was born in KFC, wear gold armor, and always like to spray myself with chili perfume.

It smells so good that I want to eat myself.

My family is very big, with fried chicken wings, fried chicken steaks, fried chicken tenders... Do you know who I am?

Yes, I am fried chicken legs!

Whenever children come to KFC, they will call me out with warm voices.

When I make it fresh, the children can't wait to reach out and grab it, but they are burned by my enthusiasm every time, and sometimes their hands are burned by my golden armor.

At this time, most children would put me on the table to cool down for a while.

However, the smart kid would wrap me in a tissue and then use his teeth to test whether he could accept my enthusiasm.

The person I am when I am enthusiastic is completely different from the person I am when I am cold.

When I am passionate, my golden armor is hard.