In daily study, work and life, everyone has dealt with composition. Composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm down and think about our future direction. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? Below is the fourth grade composition I compiled for my first time cooking. You are welcome to read it. I hope you all like it. Fourth-grade composition for the first time cooking 1
One day after school at noon, the scorching sun was shining brightly, and the scorching sun made me gasp. When the road team reached the cross street, I rushed home in one breath.
As soon as I entered the house, I found that my father and mother were not at home. Hey! This world is really evil: the sun is playing tricks on me, God is playing tricks on me, and when I am tired, hungry and thirsty, my parents are not at home, so I have to learn to cook by myself.
I took out the beans from the refrigerator and pinched them one by one. After a while, it was finished. After cleaning them, start frying. I poured some oil first, and when it started to smoke, I poured a lot of beans into the pot. Suddenly, there was a sound of "嗗...嗗..." coming from the pot. I thought the gas stove was going to explode, so I ran to the living room, like an ant on a hot pot, anxious. After a while, the noise subsided, and I walked cautiously to the kitchen, staring at the gas stove, ready to run out at any time. I walked into the kitchen and found that there was nothing going on, so I quickly started stir-frying. After a while, I smelled a mushy smell. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the water had dried up, but there seemed to be some beans missing. It turns out that the beans were accidentally fried outside of the pot while stir-frying. I immediately picked up the beans, cleaned them and put them in the pot, then poured a large amount of water into the pot and continued to stir-fry. After a while, I tasted one. It was a bit mushy, tasteless, and very soft. I knew I should add salt, but I sprinkled a lot of MSG as salt. Then I stir-fried again. This time I was careful and didn't spill any. After frying for a while, I added a little salt as MSG. Finally I stir-fried a few more times. In this way, my dish is ready.
I tasted the dish I cooked, and it tasted really uncomfortable because I pinched the beans too long. The taste is unique and strange in the world: some are so salty that it is difficult to swallow, some are as bitter as coffee, and some are bland and tasteless. I just took a few bites and felt like vomiting.
Looking at my masterpiece, I shook my head dissatisfied and endured the strange smell and ate some. After all, it was my first time cooking. Although the cooking was unsuccessful this time, I was still very happy. Fourth grade composition on cooking for the first time 2
The "Stir-frying March" is played every day in our kitchen. As an "appreciator", I have always been interested in cooking, but I have never had the opportunity to try it. Finally one day, Grandma "The Performer" decided to let me cook a dish by myself.
When learning to cook, I usually start with scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I picked a big red tomato and two eggs to prepare for the first step - beating eggs! I knocked the eggshell lightly, but it didn't crack, and then smashed it again, "Oh!" The egg liquid flowed out and dripped down between my fingers. I was in a hurry. Fortunately, grandma quickly handed over a bowl so that there was no waste. For this egg, I cracked the second egg and dropped the eggshell into the bowl, so I hurriedly picked it up. I tilted the bowl slightly, turned my chopsticks very fast, and stirred the two eggs in the bowl vigorously, but I still couldn't make a "whirlpool" like grandma, and could only barely form "ripples." Although I was a little disappointed, I thought it was The first time I did it, I felt relieved, so I cheered up and finished beating the eggs and cutting the tomatoes in one go.
It was time to cook, so I took a deep breath and poured the oil first. My hand slipped and I almost poured in half the bottle of oil! Alas, it’s not easy to have so many surprises when cooking for the first time! Then put the eggs, maybe there was water in the bowl, and the oil suddenly splashed on my hands, "Ah! Hot, hot, hot!" I screamed and retreated to the corner, holding the spatula and not daring to come forward. After such a short time, the eggs were almost burnt, so I had no choice but to step forward, flip them carefully a few times, change the surface, scoop out the scrambled eggs that were already bright yellow solid, and add tomatoes.
I squeezed the juice out of them with a spatula, and the orange-red liquid gradually became thicker. Then I quickly sprinkled a handful of salt, mashed it, and poured the scrambled eggs back into the pot. The tomato eggs followed the pot happily. The rhythm of the shovel rolls, and the fragrance comes to my nose...
Tasting this bowl of ordinary and extraordinary dishes, I thought: Everything is difficult at the beginning. There are many firsts in life. Only by practicing can you know yourself. Whether it works or not, don’t lose the courage to practice because of accidents and setbacks. I believe that as long as I practice a lot, I, a "foodie," will eventually become a "kitchen performer"! Fourth-grade composition 3 on cooking for the first time
"Mom, help! I'm afraid...". Then a scream came out. This was the sound coming from my kitchen. I’m sorry that the sound came from me. You will definitely ask what is going on? Don't be in a hurry, just listen to me slowly...
Today, the teacher asked us to go home and cook. Hehe, not bad, not bad, it’s time for me to show off my skills. This is a piece of cake. I usually watch my mother cooking. I went home and finished my homework. He shouted: "Mom and dad, I will be the chef today, dad will be the judge, and mom will be the teacher." "OK"! Mom and Dad said in unison.
After I was ready, I put on my apron and put the pot on the stove. According to my mother's request, I put the pot first and then turned on the fire. After all the water in the pot evaporated, I gently added a small spoonful of cooking oil. My mother then gave instructions to put the dried sea pepper into the pot and be sure to divide it into parts. In the second section, I tried it again, then added peppercorns, garlic, ginger, and then poured in the green beans. The pot started to crackle, crackle, crackle, and I thought a goblin was coming! Still wandering around, the spatula hurriedly ran behind her mother and said fearfully: "Mom...Mom...there are goblins over there"! My mother bent over with laughter and said, "My little dear, there are goblins there! It's just the water in the vegetables causing trouble!" Oh, I see, you dare to lie to me. After seeing how to deal with you, I picked up the spatula, one on the left and one on the right. The spatula also cooperated perfectly. My mother saw it and hurriedly said: "No, you are so noisy." If so, the green beans cook very slowly, so it should be like this, gather the vegetables together, and shovel them again after a minute or two, so that the vegetables cook faster, and don’t forget to add salt, and don’t add too much salt.” I nodded. After a while, I felt it was cooked and quickly put it on the plate. I picked up the dish and walked to the living room. The judge had been waiting for a long time. He couldn't wait to pick up one and ate it. Suddenly: "Wow! Chef Huang, you didn't put any salt!
Oh, my God! Why am I so careless! The first time I stir-fry fourth grade composition 4
I'm very I like to eat my mother’s cooking. She can fry shredded potatoes and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. My favorite is scrambled eggs with onions. I can’t get enough of them. One day during the summer vacation, I said to my mother: “Today you taught me onions. Are scrambled eggs okay? ". Mom agreed, and I jumped three feet high with joy!
Mom first told me how to make scrambled eggs with onions, and I nodded to show that I understood. I took out the onions, peeled them, and the onions were exposed. Smooth body, cut off the roots. Rinse it, then cut it in half, and then cut it into shreds. The spicy smell of the onions made me burst into tears. I really don’t know how my mother endures this every time. It was so painful that I finally cut the onions. Of course, I couldn't forget the eggs. I took out the eggs, knocked them on the bowl, and mixed them evenly.
I started to clean the pot, then turned on the fire, poured in a shovel of oil, and when it was hot and smoking, I poured the eggs in. The eggs turned into a flatbread. I quickly picked up a shovel and turned the eggs over in the pot. After the fragrant eggs were fried, I poured some more oil, heated it and poured the onions into the pot. I was already halfway done. I sang the adapted lyrics of "Health Song" very proudly: "Three shovels on the left, three shovels on the right, shovel on this side, shovel on that side." Move your hands, let's cook! ".
At this time, I remembered that I hadn't put in the seasonings yet, so I hurriedly picked up the seasoning box, sprinkled the salt and seasonings, poured the eggs into the pot again and fried them with the onions. A plate of Zhuji fried eggs with onions came out of the pot.
I put the dishes I cooked on the dinner table and invite everyone to try Zhu Ji’s scrambled eggs with onions! Mom said: "It's not bad." I tasted it very proudly. It was a bit mushy, but I thought it was still delicious, because I fried it myself! Dad said: "Keep working hard!" "OK!" The first time to stir-fry fourth grade composition 5
On Sunday night, my father had not come back from a business trip. My mother was about to stir-fry after cooking, but there was some small matter at work. Was called to do it. Before she left, she asked me to cook the dishes myself, and told me the three dishes I should cook and the order in which they should be cooked.
I fried cucumbers first. I took out a big cucumber from the refrigerator, washed it, put it in the pot, and then I remembered to cut it up, and then I cut the cucumber. After cutting it into rounds, I carefully put the cucumber into the pot, turned on the fire, added oil and salt, and then I fried the vegetables for a while. I thought it was not enough, so I fried it a few more times and took the pot. .
The second dish was pork scrambled eggs. I took two eggs, washed them and put them in the pot. Then I found a piece of pork, cut off the fat part, and chopped the meat into small pieces. Then I fried the eggs, added oil and salt, put the meat in, turned it over, and then covered the pot. After resting for a while, I took the lid off and found that the eggs were a little black and the meat was a little burnt. . well! I suddenly thought that this was my first time cooking, so I started cooking again. I took a small plate, picked up a spatula, put the eggs and meat on the plate, and took it out of the pot.
The last dish I want to fry is a bit difficult. This dish is green vegetables. Since garlic is very difficult to chop, I just won’t put the garlic. I will prepare the green vegetables first and take them. Wash in water before frying. I put the oil and salt first, and after that, I fried it for two or three minutes. I thought it was ready and took it out of the pan.
I tasted them separately. The first dish was a bit salty and not very tasty. The second dish was bitter and burnt, and the third dish was neither salty nor burnt, but had no flavor because no garlic was added. My mother finally came back. She tasted it but she was not satisfied with it. Instead of criticizing me, she praised me and said I was a good boy. The first time to stir-fry fourth grade composition 6
On Sunday morning, the sun was shining brightly, the wind was gentle, and both father and mother went to work. I was doing my homework alone, and my stomach growled as I wrote. At this time, I suddenly remembered that the composition teacher asked us to fry a dish ourselves, so I prepared to cook it myself. First Fill your stomach and complete the homework assigned by the teacher.
I quickly ran to the kitchen, walked to the refrigerator, and opened the refrigerator door. I saw all kinds of vegetables. What should I stir fry? I thought about it, but I couldn't think of it, so I picked up a big and fat zucchini. It looked like a fat baby! I took a small basin, filled it with water, and prepared to give the fat baby a cold bath. I washed it again and again, as if afraid that it would not be clean. After washing, I took out the chopping board and the kitchen knife. I held the kitchen knife in my right hand and pressed the zucchini on the chopping board with my left hand. I cut it carefully. I cut one piece after another, and finally finished cutting. I put the zucchini in a bowl and prepared to stir-fry. And prepare the condiments.
I poured a small amount of cooking oil into the pot, turned on the fire, and saw white smoke coming out of the oil. Then I put in the onions, garlic, meat and seasonings. Suddenly, the oil splashed everywhere, and I was so scared that I took a few steps back. After a while, I saw that the oil stopped splashing, and I poured the vegetables in with a "swish". I remembered that I hadn't put the vinegar and soy sauce yet, so I quickly looked for vinegar and soy sauce. I stirred for a while with a spatula and put the lid on the pot. After five or six minutes, I opened the lid and tasted it, yum! Already cooked.
I poured the zucchini onto the plate and ate it with relish. After cooking this time, I finally understood how hard it was for my mother to have three meals a day. I will help my mother do more housework in the future.
The first time I stir-fry fourth grade composition 7
The teacher often said: "You should help your parents with more housework." But I never had the chance because my parents always refused to let me do it. Today, when my mother was cooking, a guest came. When I saw it, I quickly said to my mother: "You go entertain the guests and let me cook!" My mother said helplessly: "Okay! Be careful not to burn it." I happily went into battle.
What is about to be fried is a plate of celery. I followed my mother's example, rolled up my sleeves and started doing it. I grabbed the oil bottle and carefully poured the oil into the pot. The pot immediately made a "squeaking" sound, the oil bubbled up from the bottom of the pot, and then puffs of blue smoke came out. I felt nervous, fearing that the oil would catch fire, so I quickly poured the vegetables into the pot. There was a "squeak" sound in the pot, ah! Oil spots splashed out, scaring me so much that I backed away. After a while, I heard a "rustling" sound in the pot, and looked at the fire. Nothing happened. Then I calmed down and picked up the shovel to stir-fry. After flipping it for a few times, I found that the celery underneath was already butterflies. Hey, I couldn't help it. Why was I so panicked just now? I stir-fried a few more times, picked up a vegetable and tasted it. Oh, no salt was added yet. I sprinkled a spoonful of salt, poured a little MSG, stir-fried a few more times, and put it on a plate. Only then did I see that the seasoned chopped green onions were still sitting on the chopping board! It seems that cooking is not easy! As soon as the dish was put into his mouth, he spit it out and said, "It's so salty!" When my father heard this, he laughed and said, "It's good to be able to stir-fry vegetables for the first time!" I lowered my head in embarrassment. head. My mother quickly comforted me: "It's okay, I don't blame you! I'll teach you from making dinner." I raised my head and smiled.