1. Write an essay about foodies. Eating does not mean that you are hungry, but that your mouth is lonely.

——Inscription: "Eating is the highest state of life" is the voice of every foodie.

Of course that includes me.

Based on my many years of experience as a foodie, I sum it up as “eat well and be full”.

As a professional foodie, eating well is the first priority.

Three meals a day are essential.

As the saying goes: "Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a commoner, and dinner like a beggar." Yes!

No matter how late I get up in the morning, I have to eat.

Bread, milk and fruit are indispensable, so my body is in great shape.

Every time after eating, I feel hungry again. At this time, I always think of a song: "I am so hungry, so hungry, so hungry, so hungry, so hungry..." I repeat this sentence countless times, and then

It's "I ate five bowls of noodles this morning, but I'm still so hungry..." Is this song specially written for us foodies?

Look at the lyrics, they are really a portrayal of foodies.

I remember that on the morning of October 1st, my mother made a rich breakfast. I ate so much that I forgot how much I had eaten.

There seemed to be a bowl of fried rice, a few steamed buns and some other food, at least five items.

But when lunch time came, I ate the delicious food with relish, not caring about the discomfort I felt before.

In the afternoon, I just drank milk and ate ice cream, and suddenly I felt that my stomach had become a lot bigger.

Of course, you still have to put some thought into eating it.

Sometimes when I'm hungry and want to eat, I touch my pockets... I have no money and I want to eat, so I have to make up a better excuse, right?

For example, getting good grades in an exam, being praised by a teacher, or winning an award can sometimes work.

Even a bottle of drink is enough for a frugal snack like me.

Also, if you occasionally do something for adults, you may get additional small rewards!

I have a get-together with some foodie classmates on weekends, and each time I arrange to meet at a snack bar, I ask for some juice and snacks, and chat while eating, which is extremely comfortable.

Then we also went shopping, and before we knew it, we headed towards the snack street.

Looking at the dazzling array of snacks, everyone's eyes were bright, and they all picked out their favorite snacks, bought some, exchanged and tasted them. This moment was a happy time for us foodies.

Of course, foodies also have troubles, that is, I am getting fatter and fatter!

But I just can't resist the temptation of delicious food.

No matter what, the most important thing is to have something in your mouth, and everything else is just a cloud.

2. Fourth Grade Composition Title: Fragrant Composition On New Year’s Eve, every household will make dumplings to celebrate the New Year.

Our family is like this. I saw my mother getting the tools and getting ready to make dumplings.

I cut a large piece of dough into small pieces, and then rolled them into small round cakes. I thought that if they added eyes and noses, they would be a living little person.

However, a villain with a crooked face is definitely not good-looking.

I practiced hard, and the dumpling wrappers became more and more round as I rolled them out.

After rolling out more than a dozen round and thin dumpling wrappers in a row, there were a few beads of sweat on my forehead nervously.

Next, I started to make the filling. I put the fragrant meat filling into the dumpling skin.

Huh?

Why can't it be covered?

It turned out that there was too much filling, like a bulging round bun, so I removed some filling appropriately.

Although the shape is not perfect, the first dumpling I made was finally completed after many ups and downs.

Then, I made two, three, four... more and more dumplings were made by me one after another.

I made dumplings faster and faster, and the dumplings didn't show a "smiling face" like the first one.

The dumplings were finally wrapped, and I breathed a long sigh of relief.

Next, the pot was removed, and the dumplings jumped into the pot one by one like goldfish.

After a while, a pot of fragrant dumplings came out of the pot. I took a careful bite. They were so delicious!

My mother also praised me for growing up.

I not only enriched my life experience, but also tasted the dumplings made by myself. I really felt a fragrant happiness in my heart.

3. Composition on the fragrant pimple soup. The fragrant "pimple soup" - I remember the first time I cooked. It was time to eat at noon, but I couldn't see my mother's busy figure in the past.

I walked into the bedroom and saw my mother lying on the bed tiredly, "Mom must be exhausted."

I had an idea and came up with a good idea: cook for my mother myself.

What should I do?

I remembered the Shanxi-style snack that my mother usually made for me and my father: pimple soup.

Yes, just do it!

I followed my mother's example, washed the cutting board and put it on the table. Then I took out the meat and tomatoes from the refrigerator, rinsed them and put them on the board. I took out a knife that my mother usually used to cut vegetables.

ah!

This knife is so heavy.

I slowly cut the tomatoes into pieces like watermelon, tooth by tooth.

I wanted to cut the meat into pieces, but my clumsy hands refused to obey me and cut into pieces of different sizes.

Cut a small piece of green onion and the preparation is done.

I took out a stainless steel pot, put a lot of water in it, and put the pot on the fire. I wanted to boil the water and cook at the same time, so that I could save time.