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In daily study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. According to different genres, composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. What is the composition you have seen? The following is my own cooking composition for everyone. Welcome to share.

Everyone has his own experience, and I am no exception. What impressed me most was that I learned to cook by myself.

It was an afternoon, in order to complete the teacher's task of "being a little chef", I decided to try. The cooking war has begun. I opened the refrigerator, um, there were ribs, eggs, potatoes ........................................................................................................................................................... I'll take out the vegetables first and then wash them. Wash leaves, stems, etc. Then fry it in a pot. I was about to pour oil on the dish when the oil star immediately splashed and burned the back of my hand. I gave a whoop of "Ouch" and then squatted down and rubbed my hands. "I quit!" I say that finish, frustrated to jump on the sofa and sit down. Mom saw it and asked, "What's the matter? Did you burn your hand? It's okay. " Then she taught me how to cook.

"Well, I'll try again." I'm strong again. I cooked the food quickly as my mother said. The next step is to cut potatoes. I picked the potatoes, washed them and peeled them. The whole line, too light, just a little. The other knife, too heavy, cut a big piece. I'm all thumbs, but I keep cutting. Slowly, it looks much better. After peeling, I cut the potatoes into small pieces, then add some ingredients and fry them together.

Next is the fish. Fish is too difficult to cook, so I have to ask my mother for guidance. Mom cut off the fish belly for me. It makes me sick. I am most afraid of the fishy smell, and I don't know where to start. After a long study, I came up with a plan. I put the fish on the chopping board. Because I was afraid to touch the fish, I held a knife in both hands and cut it off. As a result, the fish were cut into different sizes. I don't know what ingredients to add when frying. I picked up the soy sauce, and as soon as I poured it into the pot, I poured too much soy sauce. What shall we do? Oh, water! After I thought about it, I quickly picked up the bowl, filled it with some water and poured it into the pot. I accidentally poured too much water, and the fish seemed to be light. I didn't care, adding ingredients at random.

By the way, there is still rice to cook. Mom saw that it was almost time to eat, so she helped me cook, and then let me watch. I just put potatoes, vegetables and fish on the plate and don't care about rice. After a while, a burning smell came to my nose. An instinctive reaction made me look at the rice cooker. "Rice, rice is burnt!" I let out a cry and quickly turned off the fire.

Dinner is finally ready. My grades are: golden rice, fish, light and tasteless potatoes and vegetables. My mom and I tried. Mom said, "It's not bad to do it for the first time." However, the meal was so bad that it was burnt. "I said," didn't the advertisement say' rice should be golden, rice should be golden'? " "Potatoes and vegetables are too weak." "Light food is good for your health. ""That fish is too bitter. " "bitter medicine." My mother couldn't help laughing after listening to my explanation.

I benefited a lot from this cooking. Even if you eat delicacies, it is not as good as your own. You should persevere in everything you do.

Cooking by yourself composition 2 Mom used to cook too little food, but now she can cook more and more. It turns out that mom's cooking is tasteless, which is far from grandma's cooking! Now, my mother's cooking has caught up with my grandmother bit by bit, and the taste has become fragrant. In fact, my mother used to be fine, only a little worse than now. I really hope my mother can surpass my grandmother one day.

When I came home from school today, I heard that I would make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which I like best. As soon as I heard this, I immediately ran into the kitchen to see how my mother made scrambled eggs with tomatoes. This is a rare opportunity. I must make good use of it and learn to cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which is my favorite dish in the future. Mother took out two red tomatoes first. Tomatoes are chubby, like two little dolls. Mother took out three eggs and a small bowl from the refrigerator. Mother carefully washed the tomatoes and eggs at the faucet first, and then took an egg and smashed it on the edge of the bowl. Then, she quickly divided the cracked egg in half. The yellow yolk fell into the bowl, surrounded by egg white. Mother picked up chopsticks and stirred them in the bowl. Egg yolk and egg white become golden and even, and the eggs are beaten. Mother picked up the washed eggs again. I cut the tomatoes into the shape of an iron frame, only heard the sound of banging and sizzling, and finally cut the tomatoes. Just now, when my mother cut them, I heard the sound of knocking. Mom turns on the gas, and when the pot is hot, she pours the oil in, then pours the stirred eggs into the pot and stirs them around with a spatula. I found that the egg expanded little by little and solidified slowly, and finally the egg solidified completely. Mother turned off the gas and poured them out. When the pot is hot, pour the oil in. Then, my mother poured the freshly cut tomatoes in and quickly stir-fried them with a spatula. My mother added some sugar and salt. My mother poured in the freshly fried eggs and began to stir fry quickly. Finally, scrambled eggs with red and golden tomatoes are ready. Mother put scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the table and the dish was ready.

This scrambled egg with tomato is very bright in color. Red and gold are so beautiful! That smell makes me want to eat all the scrambled eggs with tomatoes as soon as possible. Finally, I ate the scrambled eggs with tomatoes in one breath. Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are delicious! I hope I can eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes every day!

Mom cooks beautifully, as if performing a symphony of pots and pans. Thank you, mom, I love you forever!

Cooking by yourself Composition 3 The fried rice with eggs cooked by my father is delicious. After learning a few tricks from my father, I have been eager to do it myself. At noon today, I, a little chef, can finally show my talents!

Let's move quickly. I put on my apron, hummed a tune, took the corn out of the freezer, first removed the beard of the corn, and knocked down the hard corn grain by grain with the back of a knife. It takes time and patience. Thaw the corn kernels, air them for a while, and wash them for later use. Then, wash two shallots and carrots, cut the shallots into small pieces, and cut the carrots and ham into dices, but the dices I cut are different in size and have various shapes, such as semicircle, rectangle and triangle. I can't help eating some ham sausage. It tastes great!

The materials are well prepared, and everything is only due to the east wind. I cleaned the pot and lit it on the stove. Put a little oil in, but I heard a beep. Oil splashed on my face. It hurts. Beat the eggs quickly When I beat eggs, I knocked the eggshells into the pot. I quickly picked them up with a shovel. Next, break the eggs with a shovel, then stir-fry the corn kernels, carrots and ham sausage in the pot, add a little salt and keep stirring. It will be a little burnt if fried. Turn down the fire quickly. When the ingredients are almost cooked, pull them aside, add the rice, crush the rice with a shovel and stir fry. When the rice is a little yellow, stir-fry with corn, carrots, ham and eggs for a while, sprinkle with shallots and stir-fry a few times. Ding-dong, fried rice with eggs is out of the pot.

Mother followed the sound to the kitchen. Mom, try my fried rice with eggs! I told my mother like a treasure. Mom smiled: Oh, my Xiaohua Mall, it is too difficult to cook fried rice with eggs today. Look at my face! I don't know, so my mother touched my chin and cheeks with her fingers, and I quickly looked in the mirror. God, because I was in a hurry, there were several black pictures on my forehead, face and chin, which really became a cat painting.

However, looking back at the delicious fried rice with eggs, the light yellow rice is dotted with golden corn, red sausages, orange carrots, green shallots and golden eggs. At first glance, people's appetite is greatly increased. I can't wait to eat. It tastes a bit like fried ice cream. Mom said: this fried rice with eggs is not the best, but it is the best fried rice with eggs I have ever eaten! While wolfing down the fried rice with eggs, I muttered: Mom, the next time I cook fried rice with eggs, it will be better than today's!

It's a little inconvenient to eat alone at home these days. I have to call my mother back to deliver meals every day. Today, my mother unexpectedly told me that she wanted me to cook by myself.

We didn't have a better communication tool, so we used QQ to let my mother guide me, just like remote control.

The dish recommended by my mother is eggplant mixed with garlic. The mother who washes vegetables instructs me, as if I can't even wash vegetables. However, in the following processing, I had some problems: I had never cut vegetables myself, and my mother showed me how to cut eggplant in half horizontally, then sliced vertically and then cut it into strips. I cut the eggplant horizontally according to my mother's instructions, then stand up and cut it down. But in fact, I haven't carefully watched adults cut vegetables. I'm afraid of cutting my hand with a knife. Dare not use a kitchen knife, choose a fruit knife. I cut it carefully with a fruit knife, and the thickness is not uniform at all, not as neat and beautiful as my mother's. Besides, I don't know how to solve the head and handle of eggplant. I didn't seem to know it very well, so I threw it directly into the garbage basket.

In the blink of an eye, the eggplant has been dismembered, and I can't bear to see it. I changed a bigger knife and used it to cut the slices into strips. But I cut it a little shallow, and some strips are connected together. In short, eggplant was completely tortured.

After cutting the eggplant, my mother asked me to find a pot, add water to the pot, and then put the eggplant on the drawer and steam it in the pot.

I don't know which pot to use I picked up the pot that my mother usually fried meat for me, put it in front of the video and asked my mother if it was this. My mother shook her head. So I changed a small pan, my mother cooked cereal for me, and my mother shook her head again; So I replaced the rice cooker with steamed rice, and my mother still shook her head. Oh, what kind of pot do you use? I showed my mother the biggest steamer in the house, and her mother nodded with satisfaction. I finally got it right.

This is finally good. Considering that I am the only one at home, it is more dangerous to use natural gas, so my mother let me use the induction cooker. According to my mother's instructions, I chose the cooking button. Eating eggplant for lunch is not enough. I put some ribs on the top of the drawer so that I can heat them up at the same time.

15 minutes later, I turned off the power. When I opened the lid, the hot air immediately gushed out, scaring me to put the lid back on quickly.

After a while, my mother came back and brought me delicious rice. I mixed eggplant with mashed garlic, soy sauce and olive oil and gave it to my mother. I didn't want to taste it myself. Because I don't like eggplant.

My mother was very excited because I accidentally learned to cook. Of course, I'm quite happy myself. It's interesting to guide me to learn to cook like this.

Mom said that she would find an opportunity to teach me some dishes face to face in the future, so that I wouldn't be hungry and my mother wouldn't have to go home to cook for me every day.

At noon today, my mother didn't come back until twelve o'clock, so I decided to cook a meal for my mother. What should I do? After careful consideration, I decided to cook rice and fry an onion with eggs.

At first, I put two small bowls of rice in a small bowl and poured them into the basin. I didn't think it was enough, so I put another bowl of rice in the basin. Then I took the water like my mother and began to wash rice. I paddle around in the water with my hands, and sometimes I rub rice with my hands. I'm afraid a grain of rice can't be washed clean. It suddenly occurred to me that a book said that rice should not be washed for too long, otherwise the nutrition of rice would disappear. I quickly put the rice in my hand back into the basin and grabbed it back and forth with my hand a few times, even if I washed it out. I carefully poured the rice washing water into the flowerpot for fear that the rice would pour out again, but when the water was almost finished, the millet stopped working and jumped into the flowerpot one by one. I quickly blocked the rice grain with my hand, but when I poured water, the rice grain jumped into the flowerpot, which really pissed me off! I simply scoop water with a spoon, and when there is only a little water left, I can't scoop it out anymore, and I can't pour it out, so I don't scoop it anymore, leaving the water that I can't scoop out in the basin. Then I pour the rice into the pot, add a few bowls of water, two or three centimeters higher than the rice, cover the pot, and enjoy it slowly when the rice is steamed!

After steaming, I began to cook. I'll cut the onion first and put it on the chopping board for later use. It's time to beat eggs. I have practiced this job more than once. When I was practicing, I spilled eggs all over my hand, and I spilled egg whites and yolks all over the floor. I only left the eggshell in my hand. I hope nothing will go wrong today. I took an egg first and tapped it on the edge of the bowl, intact! Here we go again. Good! This time is just right. I gently opened it, and the egg white and yolk slipped into the bowl. Then I knocked twice and put the salt on the egg and mixed it evenly.

The fire is about to start, and I'm inevitably a little nervous. After all, it is the first time to practice alone. I slowly unscrewed the gas tank, opened the fire and poured some oil into the pot. When the oil is 80% hot, I put the prepared eggs in the pot. Eggs "scream" and become big bubbles one by one. I separated them with a frying pan shovel. When the eggs are almost fried, I put them on one side of the pot, pour in onions and put salt on them. Stir-fry eggs and onions.

At this time, my mother just came back and saw me cooking. She said happily, "My daughter has really grown up!" "I'm flattered!

One day on the weekend, it was sunny and sunny, and only my father and I were at home. Dad said, "Let me teach you how to cook today!" " "I hesitated, finally agreed.

At the beginning of cooking, my father cleaned the rice cooker first, then scooped up two bowls of rice and put them in the basin in the rice cooker. He washed rice again and again, and the rice was finally clean. So, dad put the basin in the rice cooker, covered the lid and turned on the power. My father and I waited patiently. After a while, the rice was cooked and the smell came to the nose. I have no choice. I took a bite of rice with chopsticks and tasted it in my mouth. "Wow" smells good!

Unexpectedly, rice is so good to cook.

I said to my father. "Let me try!" Dad nodded his head.

I know from my father's appearance. I washed the pot first, and then washed the rice. "ouch!" I didn't hold the pot properly, and all the rice was spilled, so I had to clean it again. I succeeded this time. I put the rice into the rice cooker and turned on the power. After waiting for a while, I opened the pot and looked, "My God, how did dry rice become porridge?" Hearing this, my dad ran over to me and said, "Hehe, you put too much water." After practicing several times, I finally learned to cook.

As I grew older, I learned many skills, such as riding a bike and skating ... but what I remember most is the time when I learned to cook.

One day on the weekend, it was sunny and sunny, and only my father and I were at home. Dad said, "Let me teach you how to cook today!" " "I hesitated, finally agreed.

At the beginning of cooking, my father cleaned the rice cooker first, then scooped up two bowls of rice and put them in the basin in the rice cooker. He washed rice again and again, and the rice was finally clean. So, dad put the basin in the rice cooker, covered the lid and turned on the power. My father and I waited patiently. After a while, the rice was cooked and the smell came to the nose. I have no choice. I took a bite of rice with chopsticks and tasted it in my mouth. "Wow" smells good!

Unexpectedly, rice is so good to cook.

I said to my father. "Let me try!" Dad nodded his head.

I know from my father's appearance. I washed the pot first, and then washed the rice. "ouch!" I didn't hold the pot properly, and all the rice was spilled, so I had to clean it again. I succeeded this time. I put the rice into the rice cooker and turned on the power. After waiting for a while, I opened the pot and looked, "My God, how did dry rice become porridge?" Hearing this, my dad ran over to me and said, "Hehe, you put too much water." After practicing several times, I finally learned to cook.

Through this study of cooking, I know that everything should be done carefully. Only in this way can we do it well. composition