In our ordinary daily life, we all have the experience of writing compositions, and we are very familiar with compositions. Compositions are the transition from internal language to external language, that is, from compressed and concise language that we can understand to expanded language.
, the transformation of external language forms that have standardized grammatical structures and can be understood by others.
Still at a loss for composition?
Below are 7 300-word essays on eating chicken that I compiled for everyone for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need.
300-word essay on eating chicken Part 1 Sunday, December 26, XX Weather: Sunny In the morning, my mother, father, brother and I came to McDonald's, ready to have a full meal.
As soon as I entered McDonald's, a smell hit my nose. I couldn't help but said excitedly: "Wow! It smells so good." I made a reservation first, then went to the service counter and asked for two bottles of soda, a basket of chicken legs, and a pack of children's meals.
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After washing my hands, I sat down, took out a few pieces of chicken, and smelled it. It smelled so good!
Give one piece to dad first, then give another piece to mom, then give one piece to your brother, and eat a piece yourself.
Everyone looked at me looking embarrassed and laughed so hard.
Look, while I was eating the chicken legs, I quietly looked at my brother: Haha, the chicken legs were all over the floor. Then look at my brother’s mouth. Don’t laugh when you see it: the mouth is open and closed, and the food is all over the place.
There are chicken legs all over the top, bottom, left and right.
After introducing my brother, he looked embarrassed, and then he looked at his mother: You see, you have to look at the ground while wiping your mouth, and you are also very careful when eating chicken drumsticks, for fear of falling on the ground.
well!
Ha ha!
Dad performed quite well!
Don't underestimate dad, he eats very attentively: he puts his arms on the table, eats once, pauses once, looks up and down, and looks left and right, just like the kitten in my grandma's house.
, as if afraid of being snatched away by others.
Isn’t it cute that our family eats chicken legs?
300-word essay on eating chicken, Part 2 As the saying goes: "Food is the first priority for the people."
As a chubby and cute "foodie", I think it is more appropriate to change it to "people regard meat as their destiny".
Haha! Among meats, chicken is my favorite.
In order to satisfy my hobby, grandma visited local chickens all over the place.
You know, native chickens are hard to find in the market now! Whenever I come home from school, as long as the familiar and refreshing fragrance wafts out of the corridor, I know that today will be a good day! I finished my homework while swallowing my saliva.
, Wow! It’s finally time to eat! A full pot of chicken soup was brought to the table, and I saw this white and tender man sitting in the middle. The golden chicken soup was shining with an attractive luster, and it was dotted with a few mushrooms, like
Small boats ripple on the golden waves.
I leaned closer and took a deep breath, ah! The warm and rich fragrance made me salivate again.
Like a hungry wolf, I couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, peel off the chicken skin that I didn't like to eat, pick up a large piece of white and tender chicken, and stuff it into my mouth.
The delicious chicken juice and the tender chicken rolled around in my throat and rushed to my stomach impatiently. Every cell in my body excitedly opened my mouth to welcome this delicious food in the world.
Suddenly, my whole body was filled with the power to fly high.
Every time I eat chicken, grandma will leave the chicken hearts for me to eat, saying that eating chicken hearts will improve my reading memory.
I think this is not just a little chicken heart, but also embodies the deep love of my elders for me.
300-word essay on eating chicken, Part 3 After school in the afternoon, I was playing games outside the house, and my grandpa asked me to go home for dinner.
As soon as I entered the house, a fragrant smell of food hit my nose. My saliva almost flowed out, and my stomach suddenly made a growl.
I quickly sat at the edge of the table, reached out and picked up a piece of my favorite chicken leg and put it in my mouth.
At this time, grandpa strode into the living room and said to me hastily: Miaomiao, put it down quickly!
Go and wash your hands before eating.
I reluctantly put down the fragrant chicken legs and walked to the bathroom.
Grandpa came over and said to me kindly: My dear granddaughter, you must wash your hands before eating.
Because when we play, our hands get dirty, and germs get on our hands or hide between our fingernails.
Wow, is that so?
I looked at my grandpa in surprise. Grandpa nodded seriously and continued: If you eat with dirty hands, bacteria will enter your stomach with the food, which will cause hepatitis and dysentery and endanger your health.
Without a healthy body, how can you study well?
After listening to my grandfather's words, I felt very scared. I stuck out my tongue, immediately turned on the faucet, applied hand sanitizer, rubbed it vigorously, and washed my hands clean.
Grandpa said happily: Miao Miao is so good!
Come and eat chicken drumsticks.
I stretched out my white and fat little hands to pinch the chicken legs again, and ate them with big mouthfuls. I felt that today's chicken legs tasted great.
Grandpa also praised me as a good boy who pays attention to hygiene.
A 300-word essay on eating chicken, Part 4. Say goodbye to the Shen Monkey and welcome the Unitary Rooster. The new year has begun again!
On the New Year's Eve reunion night, grandma and grandma cooked a lot of chicken dishes, which made me salivate: there were chickens fried by grandma herself, there were Gongbao chicken stir-fried by grandma, and they cooked together - Beggar's Chicken.
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