Cooking detail description composition 400 words composition

1. I walked out of the room and went to the kitchen. I'll fill the kettle with water first and put it on the gas stove. Then I turn on the valve of the gas stove and turn on the switch. Blue flames came out and licked the bottom of the pot. When the water in the kettle boiled and poured into the pot, I brought three bags of instant noodles, tore them apart and cooked them in the pot. After cooking, put the ingredients in and stir. The meal is ready. I took out another pot, put the oil on it, opened the fried cake and put the chopped green onion in it. Suddenly the oil jumped up like a stick of stone. Then I put the bean sprouts in, fry them and put them on a plate.

I put the food on the table. When everything is ready, I call my parents. Mom and dad looked at the cooked food and felt a little embarrassed. Mother said happily, "My daughter is still sensible." After eating happily, mom and dad made up again.

2. A detailed description of mom's cooking and my feelings. China British scholar Bacon said: "Knowledge is power."

Reading is the most direct way to absorb knowledge quickly. Students concentrate on studying, talking and reading, which will rise and fall in my heart.

Reading Nature's Bitterness puts the old saying "Ten years of bitter writing, detailed description and happiness" into the reading taste. Bacon, a British scholar in China, said, "Knowledge is power. "Reading is the most direct way to absorb knowledge quickly.

Students concentrate on studying, talking and reading, which will rise and fall in my heart. Reading is naturally "bitter", but Gu Yan's "ten years' cold window is bitter.

Describe the details of doing homework or cooking. At noon today, my father taught me to cook fried rice with eggs. We peel and wash onions, ginger, carrots, celery and ham sausage. Then cut them into granules and put them in a bowl for later use. I took out two eggs from the refrigerator. I held one in each hand and bumped into each other. I knocked everything down on the ground because I used too much force. Hey! Why are the eggs today different from what I usually eat? Dad told me that all the eggs I usually eat are cooked. Only then do you know that raw eggs are liquid! This is the first time I have seen raw eggs. No choice but to take out a new one, put it in a bowl, put a little salt and stir it with chopsticks. Oh, my God, it's not easy to stir eggs. The chopsticks in my hand don't listen to me at all, either turning in the bowl or stirring the eggs out of the bowl. Under the patient guidance of my father, it took me 20 minutes to mix it evenly. Unfortunately, there are only two-thirds of the eggs left in the bowl!

After the preparations were finished, I began to fry rice. First, turn on the fire, then pour the oil into the pot. After a while, I heard a crackling explosion, and the oil in the pot splashed everywhere. It's really scary Dad told me that it was because there was still water in the pot when the oil was poured. After the oil boils, I pour the eggs in the bowl into the pot. I saw an egg that was liquid just now, and it immediately became my favorite scrambled egg. Next, I poured the carrots, sausages and other superfluous things in the bowl into the pot and stirred them together. When the carrots are basically cooked, pour the rice into the pot and add salt. Soon, a bowl of delicious fried rice with eggs is ready. Looking at my own fried rice with eggs, I am very happy!

4. Composition about Cooking 400 words Cooking told my mother for the first time today that I decided to learn to cook and let her have a rest.

Let me first estimate how many bowls of rice a family of five will eat. If each person 1 bowl, it is 5 bowls, but grandparents always eat one more bowl and add two bowls, so it is 7 bowls in total.

Start cooking. I first washed the head of the plastic basin, measured 7 bowls of rice and put them in the plastic basin, washed the rice twice with tap water, and then put in the cooking water.

Boiling water is very learned. If you put too much water, it will dilute the rice. If you put too little water, it will dry the rice, so the rice is not delicious. Remember to watch my mother drain when cooking. She always measures the water with her forefinger, which is just above the rice noodles.

My index finger is much smaller than his. His index finger is half of mine. I must put it in the water to reach the height of my index finger. After adding water, I covered the plastic cover, put the pot in the microwave oven and set it for 15 minutes.

Fifteen minutes later, the microwave oven stopped working and the meal was ready. I smelled a strong smell of rice and my mouth watered.

I am very happy, because this is my first time cooking.

Please use 100 to describe the details of mom's cooking! It's half past five in the morning. Why is there no mother cooking in the kitchen? I got dressed and came to the kitchen curiously. Where is my mother? I turned and walked to my mother's room. When I opened the door, I saw my mother still lying in bed. I can see from the painful expression on her face that she is ill. Dad hasn't come back from work yet. What should I do? At this time, my mother said to me in a weak voice, "The rice is ready, so eat it while it is hot!" "

I came to the kitchen again. Looking at these cold meals, I can't help but think of the scene where my mother asks me to eat every morning-my mother cooks hot meals and puts them on the table for me to eat. But today, what should I do? By the way, my mother usually cooks for me. Today I will cook for my mother! At the beginning, I poured the rice into the frying spoon, lit the gas, and then stirred the rice evenly with a shovel. After a while, the rice began to steam, so I put the rice into two bowls respectively. Ah, the fried spoon's rice is burnt. Anyway, I quickly heated the dish again. After a while, the food was hot. I put the food in the bowl and tasted it again. The crispness of cucumber slices completely disappeared. Even so, looking at my masterpiece-steaming food, I still have unspeakable joy in my heart.

I hurried into my mother's room with food. My mother saw me and asked, "Are you full?" I didn't answer my mother's question. I just gently put the food on the table beside my mother's bed and said to my mother, "Let's eat together!" " "My mother was surprised at first, and soon a smile appeared on her face. Then, she reluctantly sat up from the bed, touched my head and said to me, "My son is really sensible and knows how to care about his mother. "Her eyes sparkled with tears of excitement." You eat first, I'm not hungry. With your heart, my mother's illness will be better than half. "This makes me happy. After my repeated entreaties, my mother finally tasted the food I cooked for her. Although the food was a little burnt and not very delicious, my mother nodded and said, "delicious!" "

After dinner, I packed my dishes and chopsticks. I went to school with the rising sun.

6. The detailed description of the 400-word composition details is mom's inquiry after school. The details are that dad said he would go to bed early after finishing his homework. The details are the teacher's eyes when he finished his homework. The details are the detailed notes handed over by his friend after he got sick.

Although the details are small, they are timeless. We are all just ordinary people, sometimes even mediocre.

Life is connected by trivial details, not as sensational as the plot in the soap opera at eight o'clock, but with more real and touching details than the TV series. Meng Jiao wrote down the details of "She sewed carefully, she made up thoroughly, and she was afraid that the delay would make him go home late", which made countless wanderers cry; Wang Wei wrote down the details of "advising you to drink more wine, there is no reason for people to leave Yangguan in the west", which made countless pedestrians sigh; Su Shi wrote down the details of "Xiao Xuan window, dressing", which made fans all over the world lament.

Just details, not just details, it contains the deep feeling behind the details themselves. Often moved by Rembrandt's Jewish bride, the couple wore beautiful clothes and looked gloomy and restrained. In the dark background, two people snuggled up to each other, without looking at each other, without ups and downs, only holding hands, as if in a casual moment, they caught the painter's heart and left it on the canvas. Even after hundreds of years, they still depend on each other silently, and this feeling will never change.

For the viewer, no matter how gorgeous the clothes are, it is their deep affection, the life course that they have walked through each other and will continue to walk, and the promise of "holding your hand and growing old with your son". This is such a cool and affectionate detail.

The same affection is often found in life, including a cup of hot tea and a knitted sweater presented by my mother to my father; There is a hot water bottle filled by my father and a basin of washing water poured by my mother; And they prepared three meals a day for me, and I patted them on the back. We can't expect life to be great, we just want to make the details better.

"In a word, the love of a lifetime", the lyrics sometimes reveal the truth of life so easily. True warmth is only silently transmitted in the details; People who really love you will only show their love in the details.

Just like mother, father, teacher, friend and lover. This is an exam composition, and I got 57 points.

The author firmly grasps the word "ordinary" to write details, so that the details that are often ignored by us in life can enter our field of vision one by one and show the feelings behind the details. And through ancient poetry and Rembrandt's paintings, further highlight the details, so that a drop of water fully reflects the brilliance of the sun.

The full text is fluent, the sentence is beautiful and the meaning is endless. [Example 2] Anatomical details Hu Ceng, Class 4, Grade 3, Pinghu Middle School, Zhejiang Province, flashed across the starry sky like a meteor, and I missed the details of my wish; When the waves beat against the rocks, I missed the details of prayer; I missed the details when you told the story.

But I won't miss it again. I will seize the details and wait for the miracle of life. The detail is the sewing needle in the mother's hand. Needle and thread is full of love, and mother uses it to light the flame of hope. The detail is a small screw on the machine. When it gets to where it is most needed, the machine will run freely with it. Detail is a dazzling little star in the vast starry sky, which guides us to the palace of success.

Details attract countless eyeballs with their charm. Life is full of surprises because of details! Painters draw the details of life into pictures with colored pens, and writers feel and experience the details with their hearts, and use them to create the most attractive chapters; Photographers capture details and make countless unforgettable details exude unparalleled fragrance.

Lu Xun's details are on the road of "there is no road in the world, and more people will become roads". With his enthusiasm and persistence, he climbed up the ladder and opened up the road to success in life. The details of Zhu Ziqing are looming in The Back. "Blood is more and more attractive", but the details are hidden in it. Affection is hidden in "thinking of relatives twice every holiday season" Friendship grows and blooms in details, and love breeds in details ... accumulate small details in study and pay attention to small details in work. Your life will be more full and perfect.

Don't ignore the details, if you put it aside, you give up the beginning of success; You should grasp the details of success. Over time, every detail is in your diary. When you open it, you have your efforts, your ups and downs. It turns out that you have been working hard, trying to find your miracle and trying to ignite your hope.

Gently pick up a maple leaf on the road, just a small maple leaf, but it records the past of life. Grasp the details of life, with the details on the road to success, you will have the motivation to move forward and a beacon of hope.

One day, when you suddenly look back, you will be delighted to find that so many details around you have paved the way for life. Dissect the details and you will learn to nourish life.

Grasp the details and appreciate the miracle of life! [Brief comment on examples] If you don't elaborate on details, you can't ignore details in life, because details breed success. By expounding the importance of details, the author makes everyone understand that we should firmly grasp the details, dissect the details and ignite the fire of hope in life.

The full text is profound, sentence by sentence, patchwork and full of power. [Example 3] Details-the Source of Beauty and Eternity 3 14200 Lu Minjie, Class 4, Grade 3, Pinghu Middle School, Zhejiang Province People say that it is as short as morning dew, and it will be fleeting when the sun disappears; Eternity is like the sun, rising and setting day after day.

The whole process of all living things is only a moment in the universe for the creator with infinite power. We really feel the flow of time and try to slow it down or even stop it-but who can do it? Poor man, where can I find that tree and fix my short-lived self in the chain of history and become an eternal existence? Actually, it's all around us, the details.

The details are the stones that make up the pyramid, and the sleepers that are peaceful when laying the railway. Only by paying attention to details, grasping details and deducing details can we grasp life and destiny.

Every door-to-door service of Xu Hu is so ordinary and ordinary from an individual point of view, but it is these countless details that have made his glorious image and made him loved by people. There is no denying that Einstein's genius created the theory of relativity.

But when people opened his manuscript, they found that there was no complicated calculus, no subtle syllogism, only tens of thousands of seemingly ordinary times.

7. There are fragments of detailed descriptions in the composition. The 400-word composition "Dangdang Dangdang-"came home from school. I knocked at the door as usual, and then I heard that my grandmother at home should be "coming!" "

The door opened and grandma was sweating profusely. Sweat dripped from the tip of her silver hair. Although she was very hard, she forced a smile: "You came back so early today! The food is not ready yet. " Then I went to cook again.

As usual, I put my schoolbag on the sofa, ready to watch TV, but suddenly I thought of the new text "Back" and the touching father in it, so I had a whim to see if grandma was equally touching. Walking to the door of the kitchen, grandma really turned her back on me and was frying cabbage.

Grandma is very fat and perspires easily. Besides, she was sweating heavily in the thick oil smoke, as if she hadn't wiped her body after taking a shower, but she still tried to control the spatula to turn over the cabbage in the pot with her palm. I approached to observe more clearly and saw grandma's face was covered with sweat and her eyes were almost closed. That's why I didn't pay attention to the iodized rice. The lampblack is too strong for me. If I were you, my face couldn't stand being in such thick oil smoke for a few seconds, what's more, grandma has been stuck in it for so long. My nose hurts when I suddenly think of all this grandma has done for me. I tried to get closer, but a hot oil bead in the pot saw my arm. I was unprepared, so I shouted, "Ah-". Grandma heard this, turned around and saw that I was burned. She looked worried and hurriedly applied cold water. I thought: how many times did a person suffer such pain when she was so close to the pot?

The cabbage at noon today is very delicious. It is the best fried cabbage I have ever eaten. And ate some silver hair. Seeing them, my tears flowed down defenseless, and I remembered grandma's cooking action again. I quietly put those pieces of silver in my pocket, intending to keep them forever, because they contain grandma's deep love for me.

8. Composition: Cooking for the first time 1. My parents didn't get off work today, but I went home from school first.

I decided to surprise my parents, so I decided to cook for myself. I saw that there were no vegetables in the basket, so I went to the vegetable market and bought a lot of vegetables.

After I got home, I washed the vegetables and started cutting. I decided to shred the potato, but I almost cut my hand several times because of the first time. I finally cut it, but it was thick and thin.

Well, it's okay. Then cut the cucumber into pieces ... after cutting the vegetables, I will turn on the gas stove, alas! I twisted it several times, but I couldn't open it.

Is it broken? I looked around. Oh, the gas switch is not turned on. I reached out and opened it. At one o'clock, the gas caught fire immediately.

Then put the pot on the gas. After a while, the pot was hot and I poured the oil in. After the oil is hot, I pour the vegetables into the pot, and put some seasonings such as salt and monosodium glutamate into the pot.

I stirred the dish with a shovel and it cooked quickly. In a short time, I have already fried three or four dishes.

Then, I started cooking rice again, just like my mother usually cooks. I poured rice into the pot, picked out the sand, added some water, covered the pot and put it on the gas stove.

At this moment, there was a sound of opening the door, and I quickly put the food on the table. Mom and dad came in and looked at me and the food in surprise. They laughed first, and then asked in unison, "Did you cook?" I proudly said, "Yes, you can try it first."

Mom and dad smiled and picked up chopsticks and tasted them. "Well, that's good. You can be a cook. "

Seeing them happy, I also smiled happily. 2. Life is colorful. Everyone has many firsts, and each first time has different feelings, including joy, sadness and unforgettable.

One day, I asked my grandmother that my cousin Lingling and I cooked our own dinner, and my grandmother readily agreed. Don't mention how happy you are.

I started cooking. I am responsible for cooking and cutting vegetables. Lingling is old, so she has to wash vegetables and cook when she urinates. After consultation, we are going to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which is our favorite food.

I searched the kitchen and found all the ingredients. Grandma looked at me in a hurry and shook her head gently.

Lingling took the tomatoes out of the refrigerator and washed them carefully. Look how serious she is! Wash it gently with chubby little hands. After washing, she put the tomatoes on the chopping board and went to cook.

It's my turn to show my talents! After all, it is the first time to cook. I picked up the knife awkwardly and cut the tomatoes into different thicknesses. Grandma saw it and shouted, "Little ancestor, slow down, don't cut your hand!" " "Grandma picked up the kitchen knife and" Dangdang "it several times, which was symmetrical in size, just like rows of curved boats. I was surprised to see this. I cut patiently after imitating grandma.

The more I get to the back, the more I tremble, because the space in my hand is getting smaller and smaller, and I am afraid of cutting my hand. Finally finished cutting, sweating all over.

Looking at my "success", grandma repeatedly said, "Good, good, progress!" It's time to cook. I'll pour the oil into the pot. Half a minute passed and the oil crackled.

I broke the egg and got up a lot of courage. The egg white and yolk baby flowed into the pot, and then there was a "crackling" sound. I stir it with a spatula. It's not ripe yet. I'll add salt and chicken essence right away

Finally, I pour the tomatoes into the pot and stir fry for one minute. I asked Lingling to bring vegetables.

At the same time, the meal is ready. We are happy to eat the fruits of victory. Although the food was a little light, our faces were all filled with happy smiles.

It was an ordinary afternoon, but something unusual happened to me. After school, as usual, I flew to the stadium first, and then I flew home in a hurry.

When I came home sweating like a pig, I shouted "Mom! I am so hungry! Is the meal ready? " But there was no reply for a long time. Alas? No, my mother should have prepared a delicious meal for me in the kitchen by this time! What happened today? Oh! It turned out that there was a note on the table, which read: Xiao Liang, I have something to do when I go out with my father. Please do your homework first and wait for us to cook.

-Mom. If you don't look, you will. If you read it, I will fly into a rage.

Hum, despise me! I don't believe that I am excellent at school and can't "take care of myself" in life? I have never been to the kitchen, let alone cooking. After I saw the note, I strengthened a "belief"-I must cook by myself. Yes, just do it! So I made a "kitchen counterattack" with the overall planning method in the textbook.

First, I wash the spinach first, huh? How to wash spinach? If only there were a book for me to look up. Forget it, just soak it in water.

Then wash the pots and pans. How to brush pots and pans! According to your own feelings, pour detergent into the pot, then fill the pot with tap water and brush it with a rag a few times to make do with it.

Finally, turn on the gas stove, heat the pot and pour the oil in. Not good! The overall planning method failed-the dishes were not cut well, but the oil pan was on fire.

Willy-nilly, when I threw the dish into the pot, the lid fell and hit my foot, and the splashed oil stains burned my teeth. I don't care that much. I've been speculating.

Watching the fresh spinach shrink little by little, I hummed happily. It is estimated that it is almost enough, so I put some salt and monosodium glutamate and filled it out.

Pick some cooking, buy some steamed bread, and wait for mom and dad to come back. I don't believe this. Don't surprise them! They finally came back.

They were really surprised when they saw the food on the food. Dad said, "It looks delicious. I must try! " "But it backfired.

Looking at my father's reluctant swallowing, I pretended to be grateful on my painful face, and my face was burning with pain. Mom smiled and said, "Good, I didn't shout as well as you when I cooked for the first time!" " "My brother mercilessly spit it out, saying it's foreign flavor.

Eating food that I can't even swallow, I have a lot of thoughts. Alas, I made such a big mistake the first time I cooked. I really don't know what we "imbeciles" in modern society should do in the future. .