Whether in study, work or life, we are no strangers to essay writing, which can be divided into narrative, expository, application and argumentative essays according to the genre. I believe that many people will find it difficult to write the essay, the following is my compilation of dumplings essay, welcome to read and collect.
Dumplings, like a curved moon in the dark night sky, illuminated the homesickness, fantasizing about the warmth of home, the happiness of reunion.
Dumplings are a traditional Chinese food. Dumplings originated in ancient times as jiaozi. The original name of the dumpling is "Jiao Er", which was first invented by Zhang Zhongjing, a medical saint, with a history of more than 1,800 years. Dumplings, also known as boiled dumplings, are a traditional specialty food loved by the Chinese people, a staple food and local snack of Chinese folklore, and also a food for New Year's festivals. There is a folk song that says, "Eat dumplings to celebrate the New Year." Dumplings are often boiled in water and filled with dough.
Today, we are going to eat dumplings!
Grandma prepared the materials, then put the dumpling skin in the palm of her hand, then put some meat filling in the middle of the dumpling skin with a small wooden spoon, a pair of folds, and then skillfully pinched with her fingers, and a fat dumpling appeared in front of her eyes, which was really cute.
When it's time to cook, the dumplings jumped and rolled into the cauldron filled with boiling hot water as the plate was tilted. At first, they are obediently hidden in the water, not long, they began to flutter, but also spit out large and small bubbles, and then vigorously put their heads out of the water, one by one, they are floating up.
The dumplings lie quietly on the plate, like a shy girl. She has a crystal clear body, better face. As if it can not wait for people to eat the general. I gently tasted a bite, and the mellow thick juice immediately hit my taste buds.
Or is it a delicious mind on the tip of the tongue to remember the pleasure of the heart can not stop?
Dumpling essay 2Sunday morning, I went to my aunt's house with my mom to write my essay.
Today's essay class is very special, it is to learn to make dumplings. Mom washed and cut the prepared ingredients, then stirred them and put them in a big bowl with meat, celery, mushrooms, carrots, etc. I picked up the dumpling skin and tried one without success. Auntie taught me once by hand, and I followed her lead.
Auntie told me to put my left hand out first, put the dumpling skin on my hand, wrap the stuffing inside the dumpling, dip it in a circle of water, then stick the center up, one hand sticking over the other hand sticking over the other hand as well, and finally sticking the dumpling tightly. Then, I glued the center of the dumpling together, glued one hand to the other, and then glued the dumpling together. So, I repeatedly wrapped a few dumplings, and got better and better at it later.
Finally, my aunt put the wrapped dumplings into the pot and steamed them for ten minutes, and then took them out of the pot and smelled them, and a fragrance came out. I couldn't wait to take one and taste it. The hot, fragrant dumplings tasted so good. I just ate and ate and ate and ate. When I ate it, I felt the skin was a little hard, so I spit out the dumpling. When my mother saw me, she criticized me and said, "You can't waste your own dumplings. I said, "That's okay. However, I still secretly ate the dumplings.
Through this incident, I understand a truth, there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as the humble study, in order to learn the skills, and finally will be successful.
Today, Mr. Liu Liu taught us to make dumplings.
As soon as I walked into the classroom, I smelled a smell. It turned out to be the smell of dumpling filling. Then Mr. Liu put dumpling skins and water on our table I thought to myself: are we going to make dumplings ourselves today? I must make the best looking dumplings. I'm going to make the best looking dumpling I can and show it to Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu taught us how to make dumplings, I carefully put the dumpling skin in the palm of my left hand according to Mr. Liu's method, then use my fingers to dip the water, then put the dipped water on the edge of the dumpling skin, and then use a spoon to shake a spoonful of filling, put it in the middle of the dumpling skin, the filling should not be too much, not too little. If there is too much filling, the skin will break, and if there is too little filling, it will not look good and will not taste good when cooked. Then fold the sides of the dumpling skin up and down, and the dumpling becomes bulbous. It turns out that there is a trick to making dumplings. The most difficult thing to grasp is how much filling to put in. I finally learned how to make dumplings.
Finally, Ms. Liu took our dumplings and cooked them so that we could eat two each and let the first graders taste our dumplings. Looking at other children to taste our dumplings heart happy thought: home must be hand-picked to mom and dad to taste!
Dumplings Essay 4I heard from my father that there are many grandparents without children in the nursing home on Dongxiao Street. I felt very sad and really wanted to do something for them! So today I decided to go with my father to make dumplings for them.
We started preparing the dumplings. You wash the dishes, I pour the water. You cut the vegetables, I cut the meat; a happy scene. One by one, snow-white and lovely dumplings were born in my hands. Putting them on a plate, they were like a round family. The white and fat dumplings were put into the water and we went to the yard to chat with the old man. Everyone could not wait to eat the "love" dumplings!
When it was time to eat, everyone brought the hot dumplings to the table for the old man. The old man ate the dumplings with a happy smile on his face. There were also inconvenient old people, uncle and aunt personally sent them to their rooms. After a busy period of time, my father and I still had many lovely uncles and aunts sitting together eating the "lovely" dumplings. We were all very happy and satisfied.
With the smell of the dumplings, we had a perfect ending to the event. Respecting the old and loving the young is our fine tradition. Giving love is a happy thing. I think what I did today was very meaningful.
Dumplings Essay 5Today my mom is going to make me my favorite chive dumplings. I was so happy! So after finishing my homework I joined the team of making dumplings.
First of all, mom first bought from the market fresh pork and chives clean, pork stirred into the minced meat, chives cut into small dices. Then mix them well and add seasonings to taste.
Once the filling was ready, we started making dumplings. This is not my first time to make dumplings, so I don't need my mom's help anymore, so I can make a dumpling by myself very quickly.
The first step is to take out a piece of dumpling skin and spread it in the palm of my hand.
The second step is to use a spoon to put a little filling on the dumpling skin.
The third step is to fold the dumpling skin in half, fold the two sides inward, and then fix it at the back, see the dumplings are ready.
After the dumplings are wrapped, you can start cooking them. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to have to go back to my old school and try to find out if I can. I'd like to try it on my own. My mom told me to fill a saucepan with some water and put it on the gas to bring it to a boil. Then put the dumplings into it, and when the water boils, you can add the first cold water, and then add the second cold water after the water boils, and then add the dumplings after the two cold water, and then you can put the lid on the pot and wait for it to be cooked, and wait until the dumplings float one by one on the water, and then it is ready to come out of the pot!
Finally, it's time to eat the dumplings. Looking at the fruits of my labor, I couldn't wait to taste one! I can't wait to taste one, it's so delicious! The fruits of my own labor are especially tasty to eat, and I'm going to let my mom teach me how to do other things next time I have the chance!
Dumplings, delicious but difficult to pack, but I think it is not difficult to pack dumplings. One day I came home from school, just entered the door and smelled a leek and meat mixture of flavor. Once I smelled this flavor I know that today is definitely going to make dumplings. I walked into the kitchen and said to my mom, "Mom, there's less homework today, I'll help." Mom happily said, "Sure!" Mom mixed up the filling and carried the skin and filling toward the coffee table. When mom got things ready, I couldn't wait to pick up a dumpling skin and wrap the dumplings. I unfolded the skin, put a dollop of filling into it, and then closed the skin. But the stuffing baby didn't want to sleep in the skin, it wanted to come out and play. It came out from the right side, I pinched it, it came out from the left side, I pinched it again. Suddenly, the belly of the dumpling baby broke through a hole, and the leek juice splashed all over it. I saw that the dumplings were so difficult to wrap, so I just quit.
Mom saw me beeping, a look of love and disdain, smiled at me and said: "You see how I pack, pack you learn once!" I'm going to start wrapping up a dumpling: mom first unfolded the skin, and then put a ball of filling into it. Then she used a spoon to flatten the filling, dipped her finger in some water and spread it around the edges of the dumpling skin, then closed the skin, and a beautiful dumpling came out of the oven! I followed my mom's example and made a dumpling. The more I worked, the harder I worked, and the more energized I became. In the evening, I ate my own dumplings and they smelled so good. This time, I realized that there are lessons in every aspect of life. Some seemingly simple things, only after personal experience and mastery of the skills, you can do it well!
Sunday at noon, our family packaged dumplings to eat. The first thing I did was to buy some dumpling skins, cabbage, pork, mushrooms, beef, and other fillings. Before ten o'clock, Grandma cut the stuffing into fine pieces and put them on the chopping board to make a fine and even stuffing.
We started to make dumplings, and Grandma made a dumpling to show me how to do it. She took a piece of dumpling skin with her right hand, dipped the edge into some water, and scooped up half a spoonful of filling with a spoon, and pinched the mouth with her hand vigorously, and the dumpling was ready. I followed my grandmother's example. The first time I used too much water and the skin of the dumpling broke. The second time, I took a piece of dumpling skin with my left hand, dipped it slightly in water, scooped half a spoonful of filling with a spoon, pinched up the mouth with my hand, and my first dumpling was finished. Later, I got better and better, and in the end, it was almost exactly the same as what my grandmother had made! Grandma said, "You're great!" I was so happy.
When it was time to cook the dumplings, my mom told me to put them in the pot. I was afraid of the water splashing up inside, but in the end, with my mom's encouragement, I put the dumplings one by one against the wall of the pot and put them into the pot. Sure enough, I didn't get splashed by the hot water.
When we started eating the dumplings, I gave everyone a bowl of dumplings. I took a bite and thought the dumplings were very tasty! I ate three bowls in a row and finally got full.
In this activity, I feel that I can also help cook, and the food cooked by my own labor will be especially delicious! I'm so happy today!
Essay on Dumplings 8"Dumplings are ready, dumplings are ready." I shouted happily. But my mom said, "What kind of dumplings do children make, play on the side." "If you don't let me do it, I'll do it." I said to myself. In order to please my mother, I have been following the back of the ass, mom had no choice but to agree.
I picked up the dough and rolled it out like my dad, but I was busy poking it up and down, but it wasn't even! But my father laughed his head off. I got angry and said, "No more rolling!" I picked up the dumpling skin and put in a big spoonful of chives, but who knew there were too many chives! So I pushed out some of them, so that I could cover the dumpling skin. Mom said, "The dumplings have to be pinched back and forth three times." "So troublesome!" "Don't be afraid of trouble, just keep going and you'll succeed." Mom said. Then I put the twisted dumplings on the counter. My dumplings were shriveled up like fat pigs sleeping, while my mom's dumplings were like soldiers with their heads held high. My mom encouraged me and said, "Practice makes perfect, practice makes perfect.
As expected, practice makes perfect! The dumplings I made were more and more beautiful, and they looked like soldiers guarding the border! The first time I made dumplings made me realize that you can't be afraid of trouble, and if you keep going, you'll be successful!
On the evening of New Year's Eve, it is customary to make dumplings while watching the Spring Festival Gala, and our family is no exception.
I was watching TV in the house, and my mom and grandma were out making dumplings, and I wanted to help, so I said to my mom, "Can I come and help roll out the dough?"
"Yes, rolling out the dough is a skilled job, and you've never done it before. Otherwise, you'd better make dumplings, dumplings are easy." Mom said.
"I still want to roll out the dough, I saw the TV rolling out the dough can be easy!"
"Okay then, you try!"
I smiled like a lotus flower, took the rolling pin, took the dough, like adults, the way the front and back of the press down twice, holding the rolling pin with both hands to roll up, but the dough does not seem to listen to the call of duty, either to run off the side or stick to the rolling pin does not come down. Look at the dough I rolled out: big and small, strange, some like chickens, some like small flowers, some like clouds, but no piece is round. Mom cried and laughed and said: "You'd better go to the dumplings!
Well, respectfully. I picked up the dough, put in the meat filling, and kneaded it with my hands, only a few times the dumplings were like broken buckets. Grandma laughed and said, "Let me teach you, first put the meat on the surface, then pinch the surface, and then pinch the edges of the skin with your fingers, so that it becomes a good-looking dumpling." I used the grandmother's method to wrap the dumplings, or not good, and wrapped two or three, it really affects the image, I gambled not wrapped, watching TV to go.
This Spring Festival, I do not know who ate my package of `monster dumplings!
Dumplings essay 10This is a day to welcome the New Year, our home is full of the taste of the New Year, our whole family under the leadership of the mother together around the table began to wrap the dumplings.
This was the first time I made dumplings by myself. I was very nervous that I would break the dumplings, but my mom encouraged me and gave me confidence. My mom told me the basic steps of how to make dumplings, and we started to take action. I picked up a dumpling skin and put the meat into it! I put too much, the meat seems to be against me a hard to climb out, I was anxious, and finally had to find mom for help.
The second package when I learned from the lessons of the last time, put a little less meat filling, this time they are obedient and did not come out at all, when I successfully wrapped the dumplings, not to mention how happy, I brought their own dumplings to show mom, mom praised me for being a smart child, face also showed a smile of gratification. We just kept on making dumplings until we finished all the dumpling skins.
I looked at these self-made dumplings and was so happy that I ate my own dumplings in the evening and found it extraordinarily fragrant. "I finally know how to make dumplings!" I shouted out excitedly.
Dumplings essay 11Saturday morning, my father said he would teach me to fry dumplings, and thinking of the fragrant fried dumplings, I agreed with joy.
First of all, my dad told me to put some water in the pot, cover the pot, and put it on top of the gas stove to boil the water. After the water boiled, my father told me to put a small spoonful of salt in the water, I asked my father curiously: "Why?" I asked him curiously, "Why?" He said, "So that the dumplings won't stick to the pan." Then I put the dumplings into the pot one by one and boiled them for 7 minutes, looking at the dumplings tossing up and down in the pot, I felt very excited. When the dumpling skins became crystal clear, fish them up and set them aside to drain first. Finally, I poured a little oil into the skillet, and when the oil burned to smoke, turn off the fire a little so that the dumplings will not burn, and then pour the drained dumplings into the skillet to fry, and when the dumpling skin on both sides of the frying to a golden brown, a plate of fragrant fried dumplings can be out of the oven.
Looking at their own hands fried dumplings, I can not wait to taste a bite, really sweet and delicious, I suddenly feel that today's fried dumplings than mom and dad to do more delicious, I think it may be my own hands to do it! In the future, I want to learn more things that I have not done.