"La la la la, I am an expert in selling newspapers ..." I hummed a ditty, carrying a hoe and my grandmother happily went up the hill to dig sweet potatoes.
When I got to the ground, I saw sweet potato seedlings dancing in the wind, dragging their delicate bodies. So cute! I can't wait to pick up the hoe and dig out the sweet potato.
But sweet potatoes are very disobedient. No matter how I dig, it is either broken or cracked. I clapped my hands and stamped my feet in anger. At this time, grandma's gentle voice came from a distance: "Dear grandson, you should take sweet potato seedlings as the center and start first."
After listening to grandma's advice, my confidence came back. I picked up the hoe again, pumped up enough gas, and prepared to have another "war" with the sweet potato. I picked up the hoe and made a careful gesture to the sweet potato seedling before I plunged it down. This time, the result is the same as last time. The hoe stuck firmly on the sweet potato, and a deep crack appeared.
I saw sweet potato holding her head high and clutching her stomach, as if to say, "Little guy, are you digging me?" Let your grandmother dig me. "
The more I watch it, the sadder it gets. Suddenly, I sat on the ground with tears in my eyes and shouted, "Grandma ... Grandma ... sweet potato bullied me! ! ! You still care! ! ! "
"Dear grandson, sweet potato didn't bully you, but your method was wrong." As soon as the voice fell, grandma picked up a hoe and showed it to me, which made me understand the "mystery" of digging sweet potatoes.
The third time. Learn from the experience of the previous two times and fight with sweet potatoes again! !
I picked up the hoe and carefully pushed away the soil on the sweet potato; Then the position of the sweet potato is outlined; Finally, dig out the sweet potato with a hoe and clean up the soil! !
I jumped up with joy holding the sweet potato I dug for the first time and refused to put it down! ! !
Later, I dug a lot of sweet potatoes, more and more! Dig faster and faster! ! Dig harder and harder! ! !
The sun sank inch by inch into the mountains. Grandma and I are walking on the way home, and I am always in high spirits, because we are full of food today! ! !
2. I urgently need a paper on sweet potato. I spent my childhood at my grandmother's house.
My childhood left me many unforgettable memories, but what impressed me the most was the braised sweet potato, which was burnt with fire and had a special taste. 165438+ October sweet potato harvest, there are sweet potatoes under the table and under the kitchen, and there are still many hidden upstairs.
There are many ways to eat sweet potatoes. Cut it into thin slices, fry it in oil pan until it is sallow, and take it out when it is slightly transparent, which is both beautiful and delicious. Sweet potato is cooked with clear water, with a few onions, some salt and some rice wine. It's really sweet with a hint of salty taste, which makes you tongue-tied.
There are many ways to eat sweet potatoes, and stewed sweet potatoes are my favorite. Every day, the sun sets in the west and smoke billows.
Friends who spent a day outdoors left one after another. I rushed into the house with dust, not to eat, but to simmer sweet potatoes first. As usual, I was dragged by my grandmother when I entered the house. I picked the grass from my head and rubbed the mud off my feet before entering the house.
"Oh, where have you been? You are covered with grass. I won't scold you when your mother comes back! " "Hee hee." As soon as my grandmother let go, I rushed under the table and picked a good sweet potato.
"Grandma, the meal is ready, turn off the fire!" I saw the fire in the stove getting darker and darker, so I asked. "Baked sweet potato again?" "Yes, Grandma!" As soon as I finished, I quickly picked up the poker and pulled up the stove, taking out all the unfinished small firewood and red charcoal and throwing them into the water.
When there are only a few bits and pieces of small charcoal mixed with flaming ashes, I will poke the ashes away with tongs, make a nest in the middle, bury them in sweet potatoes, cover them with ashes, and prepare to pick them up at night. "Ah, it smells good!" -I forgot to burn my hand. I pulled out the sweet potato and held it in my hand. I broke it in half, and there was a burning smell in the delicious hot air, which went straight to my nostrils.
"Oh, it's so hot!" I gasped, screamed and bit one after another. Grandma saw me wolfing down my food and smiled lovingly. She quickly handed me a chopstick and stuck it on the sweet potato. She criticized, "Slow down, slow down, greedy cat, be careful not to burn your teeth!" "Ah, braise in soy sauce sweet potato, really sweet! With the disappearance of childhood, the childishness of childhood has long since passed away.
During this time, the only thing that has not been forgotten but is getting stronger and stronger is braised sweet potatoes. This childhood memory will be cherished in my heart forever.
3. Description of sweet potato Sweet potato (English: sweet potato) was originally named sweet potato (scientific name: Ipomoea batatas (L.)Lam. ), also known as red taro, sweet potato, sweet potato, fat rice (Guangdong), yam (Hebei), sweet potato, sweet potato (North), sweet potato and sweet potato.
Sweet potato belongs to the family Convolvulaceae of the genus Panicum, which is more than 2 meters long and lies on the ground. Its leaves are usually wide oval, 4- 13 cm long and 3- 13 cm wide. Corolla pink, white, lavender or purple, bell-shaped or funnel-shaped, 3-4 cm long, and capsule ovoid or oblate. Sweet potato is rich in protein, starch, pectin, cellulose, amino acids, vitamins and various minerals, and has the reputation of "longevity food".
The sugar content reached 15%-20%. Has anticancer, heart protecting, emphysema and diabetes preventing, and weight reducing effects.
The north is commonly known as sweet potato and sweet potato. Li Shizhen's Compendium of Materia Medica in Ming Dynasty recorded that "sweet potato can tonify deficiency, strengthen spleen and stimulate appetite, and strengthen kidney yin", and said that people in the sea can eat for a long time.
Chinese medicine regards sweet potato as a good medicine.
4. There are also sweet potatoes, also called sweet potatoes, with white or red skin, mostly yellow-white meat and purple meat. Besides being used for food, it can also be used to make sugar, wine and alcohol.
Sweet potato is rich in starch, dietary fiber, carotene, vitamin A, vitamin B, vitamin C, vitamin E, potassium, iron, copper, selenium, calcium 10 and linoleic acid. With high nutritional value, it is called the most balanced healthy food by nutritionists. These substances can maintain vascular elasticity and are very effective in preventing and treating habitual constipation in the elderly. Unfortunately, most people think that eating sweet potatoes.
As far as overall nutrition is concerned, sweet potato is the best among grains and vegetables. Europeans and Americans regard it as the "second bread", scientists in the former Soviet Union say it is the future "space food", and the French call it a well-deserved "advanced health food".
5. The ancient poem about sweet potato 1 "Rewarding Liu Chai and Tao Sang" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Original text:
Sweet potatoes and purple buds are inserted far around the wall.
Let orchids spring, and do not dispute frost chrysanthemum autumn.
The bud walls of sweet potatoes and purple taro are surrounded by fences. Yam and purple bud give off a fragrance similar to orchids when they bloom, and they don't compete with autumn chrysanthemum for frost when they open in summer.
2. "One of the sweet potatoes" Qing Dynasty: Xu Zongmian
Original text:
Turmeric has been on the scene for many years, and it is useless to stand in the middle of the field with chestnut wages.
Have you ever guarded Lao Wang's father? I remember weeding the sages of the past.
Sweet potatoes appeared this year, and firewood was put in the field because it was useless. He Zeng's father, who once guarded Lao Wang, was a saint when he hoed the ground.
3. One of the sweet potatoes in Qing Dynasty: Huanghua carp.
Original text:
Animals are famous for their dragon's hoofs, and the species in Yudian are evenly distributed.
Because Lepidium is planted abroad, its function is controversial now.
As famous as animal claws and dragon feet, it is evenly planted in the ground. This is a plant introduced from overseas, and now its function can be comparable to that of Liugu.
4. Ode to Sweet Potato No.3 Qing Dynasty: Huanghua Carp
Original text:
The taste is sweeter than the green door, and the red species in the garden are discovered in time.
There are many rare fruits in the world, which can't help but make you feel ashamed.
It tastes like the green door is sweet, and the red buds in the garden are sticking out. How many strange fruits in the world are ashamed before it.
5. "Farming by the Sea" Qing Dynasty: Hongyi
Original text:
Pull out sand, pull out weeds and hoes for the garden, and feed it for ten years and ninety years.
Sweet potato is planted on a summer bed in the rain. In autumn, the roots and buds are cold and withered.
Weeding the fields and ploughing the fields will last for ten or ninety years. Sweet potatoes are planted in the rain in summer, and the buds freeze to death in first frost in autumn.
6. Ask for an article about baked sweet potatoes. Baked sweet potatoes in the cold winter On a Sunday morning after the first snow in Xi 'an in 2004, the sun shone listlessly on the ancient city, and the cold wind ran around the tall buildings like a naughty child, without colliding with sparse pedestrians, which made people shudder.
The snow on the electronic city road has already been turned into black water by the shuttle vehicles, and most of the snow on the sidewalk has melted, with occasional white protrusions and places where the sun can't shine; I ran to the house I rented in Beishanmen ... After the electronic market, I saw a mother and daughter kneeling on the ground begging. They are wearing military green cotton-padded jackets with cotton wool exposed; My mother is in her thirties and my daughter is only eight or nine years old. Mother kept knocking on her head, while her daughter knelt straight and looked at passers-by eagerly.
There is a white tea urn in front of them, almost empty. Passers-by either don't look at it at all or go far away.
I don't dislike more and more beggars like some people, but I don't like them, so although I saw them, I didn't want to bypass them, but I just went my own way. Only three or four steps away from them, there was a scene that I will never forget.
A little girl walking in front of me, dressed neatly and wearing two small croissants, suddenly came up to the begging little girl, kneeling on one knee and half kneeling, stripped her half of the steaming baked sweet potato and said softly, "Eat, little sister." "Little Sister" instinctively leaned back and looked at her in surprise.
"Eat, eat-"The little girl reached forward again and encouraged softly. Perhaps encouraged, perhaps unable to resist the temptation of sweet potato, "Miss Sister" suddenly grabbed the sweet potato and swallowed it.
"Don't worry, eat slowly and be careful not to burn." The little girl tried to stop her, but she was at a loss for fear of scaring her.
Sure enough, "Miss Sister" was scalded by a piece of hot sweet potato swallowed, so she had to cover her chest with one hand and shed tears. The little girl quickly patted her little sister on the back and said, "Don't worry, this is for you. Eat slowly. "
"Little Sister" began to eat slowly. Because the little girl turned her back on me, I couldn't see her eyes and expression, but I think it must be the purest, warmest and most beautiful in the world.
When the little girl saw that "Little Sister" was eating sweetly, she took out neatly folded paper money from her pocket, unfolded it gently-it was a two-dollar bill-and put it in the tea urn next to her, then stood up and patted the dirt on her knees and walked forward. I was stunned by this scene! It was not until the little girl got up and left that she came to her senses. She felt warm in her heart and her nose was sour. She quickly took out a piece of paper money from her pocket, put it in the tea jar in front of the mother and daughter without looking, and ran away.
This is the most touching scene I saw in 2004! It is also the warmest winter I have felt in this city for many years.
7. There is an urgent need for 10 LZ articles to pick up sweet potato compositions. They are basically replicas. You should consider using them. Choose me,,,,,
Dig sweet potatoes:
Another snowy winter has come, but I still remember one thing in autumn.
In the orchard, all kinds of fruits are ripe, oranges in Huang Chengcheng are covered with branches, and persimmons like red lanterns bend the branches. In the field, sweet potatoes have grown up, and children of all families are digging sweet potatoes.
My brother and I came to the sweet potato field with baskets and hoes. The potato vine is purple, as thick as chopsticks, and covered with small spots, just like its acne. The leaves are heart-shaped, green and green like a quiet lake.
A breeze blew and the potato leaves danced. How beautiful!
"Brother, I'll dig first!" I said.
"No, let me dig first!" "Let me dig first!" My brother and I competed to dig sweet potatoes. In the end, my brother couldn't compete with me, so I dug first. I carefully pulled open a layer of potato vines, and finally found the root, which was a small earth mountain, and concluded that it was a sweet potato, and it was not small. I raised my hoe and dug hard. 1 of "pa", there was a sound in the soil. "Elder sister, give up, or I'll do it. You must have dug up the sweet potato below! " The younger brother said.
I opened it, alas, that's right. A "big fat doll" was cut in half by me, revealing white potato meat. Seeing this, I was blindsided at once.
"Sister, let me shine!" The younger brother said magically.
As he spoke, the younger brother rolled up his sleeves, gritted his teeth, put his hoe on his head, tried hard, and was selfless. This is really a gesture. I opened my eyes and looked at the hole dug by the hoe. Ah, I see it! I saw a few "red fat boys", and they didn't break at all. "Good for you!" I praised my brother.
Our laughter came from time to time in the potato field. Soon, my brother and I dug a long basket. Looking at the big sweet potato, joy flooded our hearts.
Next article:
"On Saturday, our little reporter went to the countryside to dig sweet potatoes." We are all very happy to hear this news, and we really want to hurry to tomorrow.
The next day, our little reporter went to the countryside by bus. All the people on the bus are doing their own things: some are chatting, some are listening to songs and some are watching movies. ...
An hour and a half later, we finally came to the long-awaited countryside. Some farmers took us to the fields and looked at this green land. I can't believe this is sweet potato land. Finally, I learned from farmers that we should pull weeds first. Except for the grass, sweet potatoes are in the soil below.
Looking at so much grass, I thought: it will take at least an hour or two to pull it up! I was a little discouraged on the spot, but I joined a small reporter to experience life, and I can also take this opportunity to exercise. Thinking about it, I started weeding.
Everyone did their best, and soon, a large area of grass became bare. Maybe this is the power of unity.
Through this sweet potato digging activity, we realized the difficulty of rural farmers. The food we eat is earned by the hard work of farmers, so we should respect farmers more in the future!
I benefited a lot from this activity.
Continue:
I went to Daxing picking base to dig sweet potatoes the day before yesterday. I only brought a plastic shovel at that time. I can't dig hard, sometimes I almost break the shovel. Later, I simply dug it by hand.
Because all the sweet potatoes dug out are rotten, I call them "healthy". Digging by hand can improve a lot of speed. At first, I dug a very healthy sweet potato. I dug a few and found the "trick": as long as I see leaves, I dig when I see soil, and I dig when I see potatoes. From then on, I dug a sweet potato in almost a few seconds. Later, I planned to "mop up" one by one.
My biggest gain that day was when I was "mopping up".
At that time, almost half of the place had been "swept" and the harvest was quite rich. I found a sweet potato when I was sweeping under a tree. The partially exposed soil looks like a "healthy" sweet potato. I couldn't dig it out for a long time, but I dug for almost half a minute.
Let me introduce some sweet potatoes with special shapes:
My "peanut" is 30CM high, 15CM long and 15cm short. It looks like a big peanut with two peanut beans.
Xiaoxing's "small gourd" is 10CM high, 5CM long and 5cm short.
Xiao Wei's "pumpkin" is 7.5 cm long, wide and high, with eight sides.
A classmate's "rotten lemon" is 20CM in length, width and height, with two sharp ends and a long middle. There are two "big ends and small ends" when cutting.
Most of the sweet potatoes dug by each of us are of the same type: Xiao Wei dug the standard, Xiaohao dug the strange, Xiaoxing dug the beauty and Xiaoxiao dug the small. Xiaoyu got separated from us at first and didn't even have a group photo. Later, when he left there, he found him in the first grade team. What a mess. I dig all kinds of sweet potatoes with him, but he is not as big as me and I am not as small as him.
In short, each of us brought a few kilograms of sweet potatoes home this time. This is the fruit of success, the fruit of hard work, the sweat of labor, the crystallization of wisdom and the essence of the land!
LZ is gone, I only have a few articles. Pick me.
Write an essay about roasted sweet potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes. Last year, I followed my parents to my cousin's house.
My cousin's home is in the countryside, which is my favorite place. Golden ears of wheat? Red sorghum and purple eggplant are so beautiful! No one can control us there.
Last year, I followed my parents to my cousin's house. My cousin's home is in the countryside, which is my favorite place.
Golden ears of wheat? Red sorghum and purple eggplant are so beautiful! No one can control us there. One day, my cousin pulled us into the backyard and mysteriously said to me? "Do you want to bake sweet potatoes?" I'll answer right away, okay "Yes, of course!" Then hurry to find some waste paper and three sweet potatoes. I'll call my cousin.
When my cousin finished, I immediately ran to the small yard. When I saw it, my mother was burning with all the big coarse firewood. Ok, I'll take three thinner ones first and say it's useless! Then, I went to the front door to get some waste paper and sweet potatoes to find them. What a coincidence! I just finished building a plane. My cousin and I went to the neighborhood to find firewood.
The two of us grabbed it here and there, and worked hard for a long time to take it away. When I came to my brother's side, I put the firewood on the ground and it was all scattered, like a flower! My brother lit the waste paper, added the fire bit by bit, and looked at the beating flames. I was very happy.
I have been thinking about whether sweet potatoes are delicious or not during the exam! Thinking about it, the saliva involuntarily flowed down and fell to the ground, and the piece changed color. "The fire is going out, please find some more firewood quickly," said my brother.
We went to pull out branches again. "Come on, come on."
Brother kept urging. Willy-nilly, I rushed forward and handed over a handful. The flame jumped up again, and the skin of sweet potato changed a little. I thought to myself: Come on, make the best use of it, find more firewood and make sweet potatoes faster.
One, two, three, branches all around my brother, I think, that's enough! There are at least fifty. I picked up a long, thick stick and poked around like my brother. It was fun, and I couldn't help laughing.
After a while, you can already smell the sweet potato. Wow! It smells good! It's almost time, and the wind gradually blew out the fire.
We pushed the wood ash aside with thick branches, and three sweet potatoes appeared in front of me. Dude, put on your gloves and take them out for me.
I caught it right away, and with a bang, the sweet potato fell to the ground. It's too hot and unlucky. Afterwards, I put on gloves and peeled the sweet potato. I took a bite. Wow! That's good.
9. Write a 600-word composition of Sweet Potato in My Hometown. My hometown, Tangcun, is called the hometown of sweet potatoes. Since it is the hometown of sweet potatoes, it goes without saying that our sweet potatoes here must be very famous. The sweet potato we grow here is very big, with smooth appearance and good taste. It is a well-deserved sweet potato king. It is said that when the Red Army passed by, our older generation took out baked sweet potatoes to entertain them!
I remember that in the autumn when I was seven years old, my grandmother and I took hoes and baskets and rode tricycles to dig sweet potatoes in the fields. In the field, a piece of green is displayed in front of us. I'm a little confused: where is the sweet potato? Grandma cut off the sweet potato seedlings first, and then picked them aside with a stick. Soon, a small piece of bare land appeared in front of me, and I wondered again: why haven't I seen sweet potatoes yet? Grandma looked at me and said, "What are you doing? Come and dig! " "Is the sweet potato in it?" "Dig it and you will know." Grandma said with a smile. So I started digging.
I held my hoe high and dug hard into the soil. I felt as if I had cut something, so I dug it up slowly with a small shovel. When I dug it out, it turned out that I made it too strong, and the hoe plunged into the sweet potato meat. Grandma looked at the sweet potato and said, "Kobayashi is really amazing. The sweet potato dug out is alive. " "Where is still alive? Grandma is talking nonsense. " I don't understand. "Not alive, why is the sweet potato grinning?" Then it dawned on me and I scratched my scalp embarrassedly. Grandma told me: "Don't dig the sweet potato too hard, or it will hurt the sweet potato." I listened to my grandmother. I am very careful and have some skills. I first dug a thin layer of soil with a hoe and saw the sweet potato sticking out. Then I dig slowly with a small shovel. Before long, a fat doll in a red coat appeared in front of me. I looked at the sweet potato I dug up and smiled happily. In this way, my grandmother and I dug harder and harder and dug two big baskets! We came home full of happiness. In the evening, grandma baked a lot of sweet potatoes for me. I thought to myself: this time, I, the greedy kitten, will come to relieve my hunger. So I wolfed it down until my stomach bulged.
Sweet potatoes are delicious, and my mouth is watering now! I hope the children will come to my house, and I will let you taste our sweet potatoes.