(1) Essay Dumplings 500 Words Excellent

Once, my mom came back from shopping and said to my dad and me, "We're having dumplings tonight, but we're going to make our own dumplings, and we're not allowed to eat the ones that other people make!" At first I was very happy to hear that we were going to have dumplings, but when I heard that we had to make our own dumplings and eat them, I was sad because I didn't know how to make dumplings, let alone eat only the dumplings I had made. My dad saw my face and said jokingly, "If someone can't make dumplings, he can't make dumplings, and if he can't make dumplings, of course he can't eat dumplings, and he can't eat dumplings made by other people." "Haha ......" mom and dad laughed. I knew that my dad was deliberately talking about me, so my face turned into a red apple with anger. In order not to let them laugh at me, I said to them, "Who says I don't know how to make dumplings, I'll make them for you, huh!" I picked up a dumpling skin, put a little filling in the center, then followed my mother's example and used my fingers to put a little water on it and spread it evenly on the periphery of the dumpling skin, then I folded the dumpling skin as if folding it over; like that, I closed it together and then pinched the middle of the side of the dumpling skin with the thumb and forefinger of one hand and pulled the edge of it with the other hand, then folded it back again, pulled it again, and folded it again, and repeated this way to do the other edges, and then I was OK. Haha, a chubby dumpling was presented in front of my eyes, "Not bad for a first dumpling!" To make it even cuter, I let the dumpling roll in the flour a few more times. When I took the dumpling out, it had become *** tender and really cute. I took the dumpling to my mom and dad to show it off, and they complimented me on my work. At that moment, I accidentally glanced at my mom's dumplings, wow! I didn't know what I was looking at, but I was shocked by what I saw. Mom's dumplings are white and chubby, but do not dip a little flour, each very full, but does not show a little filling. Put on the plate in a row, neat and tidy, really let me envy death. From then on, I was determined to do better than my mother, and let her point out my shortcomings and correct them.

From this incident, I know that a penny of hard work, a penny of harvest, as long as you are willing to pay, there will be harvest.

⑵ 包饺子过年的作文500字

Today is the twenty-ninth day of the Lunar Calendar, which is the traditional Chinese festival of New Year's Eve. Early in the morning, my mother went to the food market back to the field to buy dumpling skin and meat, Grandpa Fei answered quickly to pack dumplings filling is also done, the work of dumplings is everything is ready, all we need is an east wind, so we began to pack up.

My mom and I made dumplings that looked like flowers, and my grandfather made dumplings that looked like flowers. So I began to pay attention to the steps of Grandpa's dumplings: it was like this, first a dumpling skin all unfolded, flat in the left hand of the heart, and then use a spoon to scoop half a spoonful of dumpling filling in the middle of the dumpling skin, and finally folded the dumpling skin with the hands of dumplings around the pinch into a line of folds, so a beautiful dumplings on the wrapped up. So I followed the instructions, but I was angry that my dumplings were still oddly shaped. Grandpa said, "It's not the appearance of the dumpling that counts, it's the taste that counts." I prepared two dumpling skins, glued the edges of the two skins together, then used a spoon to make a large spoonful of dumpling filling, then covered the other dumpling skin, padded the surrounding area, and finally pinched the edges of the surrounding area tightly, so that a round dumpling was wrapped, but after I followed this practice, I wrapped up a "basket of flowers". I did it this way, but it turned out to be a "flower basket". "I think there are some advantages to this way of wrapping, because you can only put a small spoonful of dumpling filling in one dumpling skin, but this way of wrapping has a lot of dumpling filling and won't leak out when the dumplings are put into the pot," I said, reassuring myself.

I was really happy to eat my own dumplings in the evening.

⑶ 500 words dumpling essay

Unforgettable first

Many people have many firsts, the first frying, the first dishwashing, the first wrestling, the first mistake ...... first time there are sour; sweet; bitter; spicy; in the many many The first time, let me most memorable is it; that is the first time I wrapped dumplings.

One day at noon, grandma was going to make dumplings, so I said to grandma, "Grandma, I'll cook today." Grandma smiled and said, "Good!"

I was about to start, my sister also ran over and said, "I want to do it too." Grandma agreed, and she said, "Today's meal is all yours."

The grandmother said, "You'll have to pay for all the meals today!

Grandma pulled out a dumpling skin from a stack of dumpling skins, put the chopsticks slender body group, in the body of the dumpling skin gently caress, the wrinkled body to touch the flat, and then carefully picked up a small group of meat filling in the dumpling's "heart", a free hand, dipped in a little bit of water, evenly smeared on the dumpling skin's dress. The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing and how you are doing it.

After the dumplings were made, the grandmother said that we should also try.

The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good look at it, and I was able to get a good look at it. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new one, but I'm sure you'll be able to get a good deal on a new one, so I'm sure you'll be able to get a good deal on a new one! I wrapped the dumplings, although it is not very beautiful, but still wrapped ah.

"Ding - ding -" the water boiled, we put a fat semicircular lace dumplings, one by one into the water, one minute, two minutes, three minutes! ...... dumplings were cooked, and Grandma served these cute little dumplings in a little bowl. "Ah - it smells so good!" My sister rushed in search of the fragrance and couldn't wait to pick up a dumpling and put it in her mouth, only to have the juice spill out and scald her, while Grandma and I both laughed our heads off.

I also picked up a dumpling and put it in my mouth, and savored it, it was as delicious as the Monkey King eating the elixir of the Goddess of Mercy.

In the blink of an eye, we swept away the dumplings. Grandma was dumbfounded by the way we ate, "Oh my God! I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to! I haven't even eaten yet!" My thoughts on the deliciousness of the dumplings were brought back by my grandmother.

This dumpling-making activity made me feel the deliciousness of dumplings and the joy of success.

(4) Collaboration with classmates to make dumplings essay 500 words

Come to the picnic place, only to see the ground covered with dead leaves, not far from the dead leaves there are a few large pits, the large pit is exactly what we want to use the stove. Some of the students jumped, some jumped, some talking. So lively!

"Dumplings!" We divided into groups and began to move! I saw Li Caihong first took out a snow-white dumpling skin, and then picked up a little filling with chopsticks, "Ouch! No good!" I heard Li Caihong shouting. It turned out that she had put too much filling, just like a big general who had eaten too much. She pinched the right side, and the filling came out from the left side, so she was in a hurry and stomped her feet. She hurriedly took out a dumpling skin from the side and wrapped the previous one around it. "Finally!" Li Caihong said with a sigh of relief. A white and fat dumpling appeared in front of our eyes. After a few minutes, the dumplings were finally wrapped.

Starting the fire, Chen Jiayu took out a piece of newspaper and lit it with a lighter, then squatted down and gently sent one by one firewood to the stove, and smoke rose from the stove, blackening Chen Jiayu's face and making everyone laugh! Her tears fell down like short strings of pearls, and she wiped them away as she added more firewood to the stove. After a while, the happy and lively flames seemed to be playing games or hugging each other, and the red tongues of fire curled upwards, scattering sparks. The flames added to the bottom of the pot, reflecting their smiling faces.

Just then, I smelled a meat flavor, oh! The dumplings were cooked, one by one, like fish swimming in the pot, we scrambled to scoop up the dumplings, gobbling them up. Although it was our first time cooking dumplings and the flavor was not that good, we ate happily! It was very warm!

(5) Composition Winter Vacation 500 Words (Dumpling)

In the past, I used to think that it was very difficult to make dumplings because every time I read a composition about "making dumplings" in the composition book, it would be written as follows: "The skin of the dumplings I made broke, and my mom encouraged me to continue to make dumplings". Mom (Dad) encouraged me to keep making dumplings. However, if you don't try it yourself, you're going to have to be a little more careful.

Because it's almost Chinese New Year, and my sister (who is bringing her boyfriend) is coming back, my mom bought a small bag of dumpling skins from the supermarket and asked me to make my own dumplings with my mom - with my own favorite and nutritious fillings. My mom bought a small bag of dumpling skins from the supermarket and asked me to make my own dumplings with her. I've never made dumplings before, and when I heard that I could make them, I was very interested.

My mom made the filling first, which consisted of lean meat, red beans, chives, sweet potatoes, etc. She also added the ingredients: oil and salt, which made the filling nutritious and delicious. I pinched the skin of the dumplings in the bag, but I didn't dare to use a lot of force because I was afraid that the dumpling skin would break because of me, as the essay in the composition book says, "Dumpling Skin Broken". I asked my mom to show me how to do it: she took out a piece of dumpling skin, used chopsticks to take out the filling that had already been made in the bowl, and put it on the dumpling skin, putting in not too much or too little filling. After putting it in place, gradually close the skin, pinch the top of the center of the skin, pinch the skin on both sides of the ...... a dumpling is so successful!

I followed my mom's example and seriously pinched once, and then I would break the skin, but the result was that it did not break! I am very satisfied with my masterpiece! I am very satisfied with my masterpiece!

It turns out that making dumplings is not that difficult! Luckily, it's not that difficult, or I would have given up!

(6) Winter vacation life essay dumpling 500 words

Spring Festival is finally here, I spent the whole day in the system of joy and pleasure, but the most unforgettable thing is that on the day of the Spring Festival, I learned to make dumplings.

Early in the morning, I opened my eyes and saw my mom and dad making dumplings in a daze. I hurriedly got up, put on my clothes and watched my mom making dumplings. However, not long after, a thought came into my mind. I thought to myself, "Every time I watch my mom make dumplings, why don't I experience the fun of it with my own hands? Just as I was about to open my mouth, two little elves seemed to fly out of my ears, one said, "Hey, Betty, you're too naive, the average person can't do this kind of thing, and besides, with your stupid hands, it would be a wonder if you could do it well!" The other one said, "Betty, you can only know something by experiencing it yourself, and how can you know if you can do it well without experiencing it yourself?"

So I gathered my courage and told my mom what I thought.

Mom told me to sit down first, and after she gave me a demonstration, I started to wrap it myself.

I first took a dumpling skin, put the meat filling inside, and then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling, and a dumpling was finished. However, I found that the dumplings I made were as drooping and listless as a soldier. But I was not discouraged. I took another dumpling skin, put the meat filling inside, and then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling again. This time, the dumplings I made were not as listless as last time, but rather, they were full of vigor.

This year is the most meaningful year for me, because this year I ate the fruits of my labor.

(7) I like to make dumplings essay 500 words

A Sunday afternoon, I saw my grandmother is mixing dumpling filling, I can not help but itching, version to learn to make dumplings with my grandmother. Right

We prepared the filling and skin, and began to wrap the dumplings.

I spread a piece of skin in my hand and spooned a little filling into the center of the skin. Then I dipped my fingers in a little water and spread it around the skin ...... I learned the first steps pretty well, but when it came time to start pinching the pattern, I couldn't learn how to do it. If you pinch the two layers of skin together, the dumplings will not look good and will not stand up right; if you pinch only one layer of skin back, the dumplings will be soft and will not stand up right. ...... I tried to make the dumplings look good and stand up right, but I couldn't help it, and the dumplings just wouldn't be my friend, and were always going the opposite way.

Later, my grandmother told me that I should not use too much water, because it will make the skin stick to the skin. In order for the dumplings to be able to stand and look good, we need to slightly bend an arch when we pinch the last fold, so that we can meet the requirements. ......

Listening to my grandmother's explanation, I suddenly realized, so I followed what she said to do, and the dumplings were really "ten perfect". "

At dinner, I ate my own dumplings, felt incredibly warm, incredibly delicious. I think it was the best dumplings I have ever eaten.

Making dumplings not only makes you handy, but also exercises your patience. I love making dumplings.

(8) 500 Words for Composition on Dumpling Making

I love eating dumplings made by my mom.

Today at noon, my mom made dumplings again, which made me happy. Mom saw me look like a greedy cat, deliberately gave me a difficult problem: "Tiantian, today you pack your own eat yourself, mom packs mom eat yourself, you can not get something for nothing." I heard pouting, defiantly said "package on the package, I do not believe than you package bad!" Mom said with a gloating tone, "Good! If you pack less, you're going to be hungry at lunchtime today."

Mom and I started to prepare the dumpling filling. I first choose the onion, the onion in the old leaves and roots to choose to remove, and then use a knife to cut a root onion into onion, and then a small umbrella like mushrooms cut into small dices. Mom used her own meat churn to puree the meat. Then put these three main ingredients together and pour in the right amount of delicious soy sauce and salt. Finally, mix well. After stirring into the meat, the filling was green, brown, white and red, very beautiful, just by looking at it, I could tell that today's meat dumplings must be very delicious, and I couldn't help but salivate. So, anxiously, I said to my mom, "Hurry up and make the dumplings!" As soon as we said that, we took the dumpling skins to the table in the living room, and brought two pairs of chopsticks and meat fillings to set them on the table as well. The dumpling wrapping contest began. First, we placed the skin flat on the palm of our hand, and used the chopsticks to put the meat filling in the center of the snow-white dumpling skin. Then, the skin was pressed together on the opposite side, and then many beautiful laces were pressed up, which were so tightly knitted that they looked like a comb. Mom was so skilled that she had already made four dumplings in a short time, but I had only made one. The dumplings I made were so fancy, some were like a small bench, some were like a half moon, and some were like a leather sofa chair. I only made eleven dumplings, and my mom clapped her hands and said, "It's done, I'm going to cook the dumpling soup!" With that, mom went to the kitchen. I took the opportunity to use my head: go to mom's plate to take a few! Heaven forbid I steal seven in one breath, and then I wrapped the dumplings as if I were relieved, singing the Pig's Song on my lips: "Pig, you have two holes in your nose ......" Mom came out of the kitchen, saw that the dumplings were missing, and said towards me as if I had a better understanding of what was going on: "My dumplings have disappeared, did they fly to your plate?" I was so anxious that I quickly covered my plate and said, "They flew to my plate by themselves." Mom heard a laugh: "You do not fight yourself, here is no silver three hundred and two!"

A dumpling should go to the "bath", I moved the dumplings to the kitchen. The water in the hot pot boiled, put the dumplings, while humming a children's song: "a small white goose, tom-tom, tom-tom jumped down to the river ......" while I put the dumplings, to get the pot in front of me, I'm afraid of scalding to the hands of the dumplings lifted up to half a day high. As soon as I let go, the water around the dumplings splashed high and high. My hands were burned by the splashing water, which was a real pain in the ass. My mom taught me a way to put the dumplings in one by one gently upside down. I tried it and it worked! A moment, the dumplings floated up, turned up white bubbles, pour half a bowl of water, just now also scrambled to turn over the head of the "big white goose", suddenly quiet, not long after, the water opened again, "white geese" began to make noise, and then pour half a bowl of water. This splash of cold water three times, the dumplings in the meat is really cooked through. Look! A dumpling how like a fat head, fat head, white fat goose. I can't wait to put rice vinegar, sugar, garlic, ginger, sesame oil and other condiments on the small bowl and prepare to dip it. The dumplings are different when you cook them yourself, and they taste delicious.

In this experience, I know that a sweat, a harvest, the fruits of labor is hard to come by. A good life is created by hard work.

I like to eat my mom's dumplings.

Today at noon, my mom made dumplings again, which made me very happy. Mom saw me look like a greedy cat, deliberately gave me a difficult problem: "Tiantian, today you pack your own eat yourself, mom packs mom eat yourself, can not get something for nothing." I heard pouting, defiantly said "package on the package, I do not believe than you package bad!" Mom said with a gloating tone, "Good! If you pack less, you're going to be hungry at lunchtime today."

Mom and I started to prepare the dumpling filling. I first choose the onion, the onion in the old leaves and roots to choose to remove, and then use a knife to cut a root onion into onion, and then a small umbrella like mushrooms cut into small dices. Mom used her own meat churn to puree the meat. Then put these three main ingredients together and pour in the right amount of delicious soy sauce and salt. Finally, mix well. After stirring into the meat, the filling was green, brown, white and red, very beautiful, just by looking at it, I could tell that today's meat dumplings must be very delicious, I couldn't help but drool. So, anxiously, I said to my mom, "Hurry up and make the dumplings!" As soon as we said that, we took the dumpling skins to the table in the living room, and brought two pairs of chopsticks and meat fillings to set them on the table as well. The dumpling wrapping contest began. First, we placed the skin flat on the palm of our hand, and used the chopsticks to put the meat filling in the center of the snow-white dumpling skin. Then, the skin was pressed together on the opposite side, and then many beautiful laces were pressed, and the laces were knitted so tightly that they looked like a comb. Mom was so skilled that she had already made four dumplings in a short time, but I had only made one. The dumplings I made were so fancy, some were like a small bench, some were like a half moon, and some were like a leather sofa chair. I only made eleven dumplings, and my mom clapped her hands and said, "It's done, I'm going to cook the dumpling soup!" With that, mom went to the kitchen. I took the opportunity to use my head: go to mom's plate to take a few! Heaven forbid I steal seven in one breath, and then I wrapped the dumplings as if I were relieved, singing the Pig's Song on my lips: "Pig, you have two holes in your nose ......" Mom came out of the kitchen, saw that the dumplings were missing, and said towards me as if I had a better understanding of what was going on: "My dumplings have disappeared, did they fly to your plate?" I was so anxious that I quickly covered my plate and said, "They flew to my plate by themselves." Mom heard a laugh: "You do not fight yourself, here is no silver three hundred and two!"

A dumpling should go to the "bath", I moved the dumplings to the kitchen. The water in the hot pot boiled, put the dumplings, while humming a children's song: "a small white goose, tom-tom, tom-tom jumped down to the river ......" while I put the dumplings, to get the pot in front of me, I'm afraid of scalding to the hands of the dumplings lifted up to half a day high. As soon as I let go, the water around the dumplings splashed high and high. My hands were burned by the splashing water, which was a real pain in the ass. My mom taught me a way to put the dumplings in one by one gently upside down. I tried it and it worked! A moment, the dumplings floated up, turned up white bubbles, pour half a bowl of water, just now also scrambled to turn over the head of the "big white goose", suddenly quiet, not long after, the water opened again, "white geese" began to make noise, and then pour half a bowl of water. This splash of cold water three times, the dumplings in the meat is really cooked through. Look! A dumpling how like a fat head, fat head, white fat goose. I can't wait to put rice vinegar, sugar, garlic, ginger, sesame oil and other condiments on the small bowl and prepare to dip it. The dumplings are different when you cook them yourself, and they taste delicious.

In this experience, I know that a sweat, a harvest, the fruits of labor is hard to come by. A good life is created by hard work.

I learned to make dumplings

The Spring Festival has finally arrived, I spent the whole day in joy and pleasure, but the most unforgettable thing for me is that on the day of the Spring Festival, I learned to make dumplings.

Early in the morning, I opened my eyes and saw my mom and dad making dumplings in a daze. I hurriedly got up, put on my clothes and watched my mom making dumplings. However, not long after, a thought came into my mind. I thought to myself, "Every time I watch my mom make dumplings, why don't I experience the fun of it with my own hands? Just as I was about to open my mouth, two little elves seemed to fly out of my ears, one said, "Hey, Betty, you're too naive, the average person can't do this kind of thing, and besides, with your stupid hands, it would be a wonder if you could do it well!" The other one said, "Betty, you can only know something by experiencing it yourself, and how can you know if you can do it well without experiencing it yourself?"

So I gathered my courage and told my mom what I thought.

Mom told me to sit down first, and after she gave me a demonstration, I started to wrap it myself.

I first took a dumpling skin, put the meat filling inside, and then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling, and a dumpling was finished. However, I found that the dumplings I made were as drooping and listless as a soldier. But I was not discouraged. I took another dumpling skin, put the meat filling inside, and then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling again. This time, the dumplings I made were not as listless as last time, but rather, they were full of vigor.

This year is the most meaningful year for me, because this year I ate the fruits of my labor.

On Saturday, my mom went to the market early in the morning to buy meat `dumpling skin and so on. After coming back, mom was busy in the kitchen, a moment, dumpling filling chopped. The ingredients for the dumplings are: meat, green onion, ginger, garlic, and all kinds of seasonings and so on. After everything is ready, they are put together and mixed well, the dumpling filling is ready, waiting to be wrapped.

After a while, my mom asked me to make dumplings, and I gladly agreed, but my mind was thinking, "What if I don't know how to make them? Try!" Mom talked while wrapping. First, I picked up a round dumpling skin, gently put it in my hand, used chopsticks to clip some meat filling in the center, then folded it over and pinched the edges. I managed to wrap the first dumpling and put it in the basket. I looked at my mom, wow, already wrapped six or seven, I said: "Mom, you wrapped so fast, I just wrapped one, and you wrapped like a curved moon, and mine is a small general belly." Mom said, "good, and then cheer." I drummed up confidence, and wrapped a, put in the basket than one, hey, and mom's really not distinguish between them.

After a while, the dumplings are finished, ready to cook in the pot of boiling water, I think it is very strange, why the dumplings will float on the water only when they are cooked? Suddenly, I remembered the "100,000 Reasons Why" said above, the dumplings in the pot of boiling water, at first are sunk in the bottom of the pot, after a while, are floating, this is because the dumplings under the cooked dumplings, wrapped in the dumplings in the air has become hot, the air will be heated by the heat of the rise of the dumplings, dumplings to the stomach to support the bulging, so the dumplings will be floating in the water! The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good idea of what you're doing!

Dumplings cooked, immediately smelled a pungent aroma, and then look at the cooked dumplings, like a flat boat, floating on the water, mom to the dumplings into the bowl, pick up chopsticks clip a put in my mouth, ah! The dumplings smelled so good, they were delicious, really delicious! I am so happy, because here also contains my hard work.

(9) The most unforgettable thing to wrap dumplings 500 words essay

As the saying goes, delicious but dumplings. I especially like to eat dumplings, as long as my mom sometimes

time will give me a delicious dumplings, so that I have a great taste. Today is the weekend, mom

mom has prepared the dough and filling, and is about to start wrapping, I walked into the kitchen, came to my mom

side, asked to make dumplings with my mom, and my mom even agreed.

I washed my hands, pulled up my cuffs, and put on my apron, and I looked like a chef,

but I didn't know what I was doing, and I didn't know what I was doing.

I took a

dry

good skin, spread in my left hand, my right hand

scooped a spoonful of stuffing on the skin, folded the skin, and pinched the two sides tightly. But the stuffing was

always against me, like a naughty child wanting to come out to play, it always went out.

The dumpling skin broke, and the filling got all over my hands, making them sticky. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. This time, I put in a little less filling and gently pinched the skin together. But the dumplings were just like a skeleton, and they just lay

down. I was so angry that I picked up the dumpling and tried to put it back together, but to my surprise the dumpling

broke again. I was so frustrated that I didn't want to do it anymore.

Mom took a look at the two broken dumplings and instead of getting angry, she smiled

and said,

"It looks like you still need some guidance.

"Mom said and demonstrated:

"First, hands

should be gathered up to hold the skin, forming a small basin. Second, put the right amount of filling into the center of the basin

, not too much filling. Third, pinch the edges of the dumplings to create a pleat, so that the filling doesn't get to the edges and the dumplings don't break and can still stand up. Don't be in a hurry,

take your time,

where there's a will there's a way.

"

With my mom's guidance and encouragement,

I worked hard on my dumplings,

and I was able to make more than a dozen dumplings,

which I thought was great. I asked to eat my own dumplings. When the dumplings were ready, I ate them while

reciting the following words:

"This is the first two, which have become pieces of soup; this is the third four, which have a little less filling

; this is the fifth six, which don't look too good, but are still good to eat ......

Savor your first handmade dumplings.

Savor your first handmade dumplings,

With the joy of success,

I think the dumplings are really delicious!

(10) I learned to make dumplings for the first time in 500 words

I learned to make dumplings

The Spring Festival has finally arrived, and I spent the whole day in joy and pleasure, but the most memorable thing is that on the day of the Spring Festival, I right learned to make dumplings.

Early in the morning, I opened my eyes and saw my mom and dad making dumplings in a daze. I hurriedly got up, put on my clothes, and watched my mom make dumplings. However, not long after, a thought came into my mind. I thought to myself, "Every time I watch my mom make dumplings, why don't I experience the fun of it with my own hands? Just as I was about to open my mouth, two little elves seemed to fly out of my ears, one said, "Hey, Betty, you're too naive, the average person can't do this kind of thing, and besides, with your stupid hands, it would be a wonder if you could do it well!" The other one said, "Betty, you can only know something by experiencing it yourself, and how can you know if you can do it well without experiencing it yourself?"

So I gathered my courage and told my mom what I thought.

Mom told me to sit down first, and after she gave me a demonstration, I started to wrap it myself.

I first took a dumpling skin, put the meat filling inside, and then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling, and a dumpling was finished. However, I found that the dumplings I made were as drooping and listless as a soldier. But I was not discouraged. I took another dumpling skin, put the meat filling inside, and then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling again. This time, the dumplings I made were not as listless as last time, but rather, they were full of vigor.

This year is the most meaningful year for me, because this year I ate the fruits of my labor.