After reading a certain work, what insights did you have?
I need to go back and write my thoughts after reading it.
So how do you write a good review?
The following is my review of the food in my hometown. It is for reference only. I hope it can help everyone.
Thoughts on Food from Hometown 1 Returning to one’s hometown after falling leaves is something many people dream of, but there are still many people who have been wandering away all their lives and are unable to return to their hometown.
Time flies, so many people drift away, so many past events have been forgotten, but only the taste on the tip of the tongue will remain unforgettable for a long time.
In early summer, I read Wang Zengqi's "Food from Hometown" and slowly recalled my hometown on the tip of my tongue through the book.
I like Wang Zengqi's writing, which originated from the article "Duck Eggs at the Dragon Boat Festival", "As soon as the head of the chopsticks was pierced, squeak - red oil came out." A "squeak" and a "red oil" evoked so many people
The greedy man remembered Gaoyou Duck Egg and was deeply attracted by his clever words.
If a person does not have deep feelings for his hometown, he cannot write vivid and vivid words.
Those who write with true feelings are destined to be appreciated by readers forever.
Wang Zengqi's writing is concise, just a few sentences, which makes people have endless aftertaste.
He is erudite and knowledgeable, and his writings contain profound cultural heritage, which is admirable.
He has traveled far and wide, visiting every corner of the motherland. His research on food and understanding of the local customs are enviable.
People with little experience cannot write such interesting food articles.
No matter how far we travel, no matter how many delicacies we eat, the food from our hometown is the most unforgettable. What we ate as a child is the best taste.
"Food from Hometown" is divided into six series. The articles in the first three series are all related to food. The articles in the last three series, "One Branch and One Leaf", "Birds, Beasts, Insects and Fishes" and "North and South Travels", seem to have nothing to do with food, but in fact they are not.
, everything in nature is inextricably connected, forming the taste of food and the taste of hometown.
There are five flavors in the world: sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty. Wang Zengqi talks about it from south to north, and from east to west, in various cities and among various ethnic groups, telling us what he sees and hears. His words are mature and clear, yet humorous.
Without any taste, life will be full of shortcomings. Therefore, the taste should be wider and more mixed, and the same should be said for culture. Try to accept different people and things.
Ordinary life, daily taste.
Several home-cooked dishes also blossomed into dazzling flowers in Wang Zengqi's writing. With a pious heart for food, delicious food is no longer a mirage.
The sweetness of the food in my hometown, and the delicate voice of those who shouted "Selling bayberry——" locked my heart.
Even an ordinary wild vegetable has a noble character because of its respect for life. "Artemisia arborescens has strong roots and cannot be loosened, like glue and paint..." This beauty comes from the wild vegetables in my hometown.
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Food is the most important thing for people. Words and food are the most beautiful combination.
The beauty of food seduces the sense of taste, and the beauty of words is an upgrade, giving you a hearty feeling, comfortable all over, delicious food spreads all over the body from the tip of your tongue, and whatever your heart desires will definitely come true.
If literati are as good at cooking as Wang Zengqi, I believe the spring of Chinese cuisine will be even better.
Branches and leaves, birds, beasts, fish and insects, are all destined. Careful observation will bring endless surprises.
There is no soil, no moisture, and the abandoned taro can also let us see a little courage in life and realize the true meaning of life.
A person is far away from his hometown and struggling to survive. Perhaps this little hope supports his longing for his hometown and moves forward bravely.
The body is still there, but the mind is far away.
"Food from Hometown" With a wandering heart, I returned to the Qingqing River, my mother's calls, the soup and porridge cooked by my grandma's old hands, I opened my mouth, tasted it carefully, and tasted it slowly.
My hometown, the taste on my tongue will never be forgotten.
Liu Hongjing’s Thoughts on Food from Hometown 2 When I saw the name of this book, it must have been boring to me.
But, it turns out that writers like Wang Zengqi also write about food?
With this little bit of curiosity, I still opened the pages of the book, and soon found the answer: In short, a person's taste should be broader and more complex, try all the sweet in the south, salty in the north, spicy in the east and sour in the west.
This is true for food, and it is true for culture.
Just based on these two pages of text, I admire Wang Zengqi as a scholar.
He wrote about the well-known cooked prawns, roasted whole lamb, and fried chili bibimbap. He also wrote about cold salads and fried pancakes made with garlic.
I started reading this collection of essays seriously.
Wang Zengqi introduced food, interspersed with the introduction of past events, culture, celebrities and literature, and also found the true meaning of life from many small things.
He wrote that pickles were free of charge at a stall selling bean juice in old Beijing, and a Baoding man sat down and ordered a bowl of pickles; he also wrote that he spent 20 cents on a small bag of fried peas at Wang Er's stall, and sprinkled some salt on them.
I finished eating as soon as I walked to the door of my house; there are stories of people stringing large cooked broad beans into Buddhist beads for their children to hang around their necks, and then peeling them off one by one to eat; it reflects the capable waiter at Shichun Restaurant, taking orders and serving food.
Food, settlement and money are all handled by him alone, without stopping for a moment, but his mind is clear and agile. It is interesting to write about the Burmese people selling bait silk, close to the national border, and the RMB was handed over here, and the Burmese girl handed the bait silk.
I think we should do the same, not missing any detail in life, and looking for the interesting side of life.