I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade.

The first need of living is to eat, so people must master a skill-cooking. I learned to cook by accident. The following is compiled by Bian Xiao. I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade. I hope to provide you with reference and reference.

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# Learn to write in the fourth grade (1)#

After school, I came home with my schoolbag on my back, and my stomach kept growling. Mom and dad don't get off work until 6 o'clock, and my family eats dinner very late every day. I opened the refrigerator and looked. There are many leftovers in the morning, but there is no rice. I had a brainwave: Why don't I cook the meal in advance and wait for my parents to come back?

I found the rice cooker, put a bowl of rice in the rice cooker, and then washed the rice as my mother usually did. Just when I was secretly proud, the problem came: I usually only know how to eat ready-made, and I don't know how much water my mother put in. Who cares? Go by yourself. After I repaired the rice cooker, I watched TV proudly. After about 40 minutes, the rice cooker tripped and I knew the rice was cooked. I hurried to uncover the lid and was dumbfounded-the rice was cooked into porridge.

Hum, there is too much water in this pot of rice. If you put less water, you can do it well. Thinking about it, I poured the porridge and started cooking again. This time, I only put half a ladle of water. After about half an hour, the rice cooker tripped again. I hurried to find out, and this time, I was dumbfounded again-this time, there was too little water, the rice was too hard, and some rice seemed to be immature.

Alas, it turns out that cooking is not easy! Seeing my "fruits of labor", I look like a frosted eggplant. At this time, mom and dad came back and saw my "fruits of labor". Mom and dad are happy and distressed. Under the guidance of my mother, I cooked another pot of rice. When I heard the sound of tripping, I ran excitedly to see what had happened. Open the lid of the pot, and a fragrant smell comes to the nose. Yes, I can finally cook!

# I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade (Part II) #

I often watch my mother cook, which is very interesting, so I want to find a chance to taste it myself.

At noon today, when my mother came back from shopping, I said to her, "Mom, can I cook today's meal?" Mother said, "Never mind!"

I went into the kitchen and my mother asked me to wash all the dishes she just bought. I saw a lot of vegetables, including fish, meat, potatoes and vegetables ... so I started washing vegetables hard. Finally, I handed the food to my mother. My mother cut the meat first, and then said to me, "I'll leave the potatoes for you to cut!" " "I have potatoes in my hand. I usually watch my mother cut them evenly, but my hands just don't listen. I cut them coarse and fine, and some of them were cut off. I feel very uncomfortable. My mother patted me on the head and said, "it doesn't matter, it's always like this the first time." "I want to start frying after the vegetables are cut. I'll clean the pot first, put it on the stove and wait for the water in the pot to boil, then put the oil and put all the cut vegetables in. Hearing the crash, I got a fright and quickly stepped aside. Fortunately, the oil only spilled on my apron. I picked up a spatula and stirred it in the pan. I followed my mother's example and kept stirring to prevent potatoes from sticking to the pot. After frying for about two or three minutes, I thought the potatoes were almost ripe, so I took a plate to prepare the dishes. My mother said, "You haven't tasted salty yet!" " "Let me try, alas! Too weak! There seems to be less salt, so I added a little more salt. This time, it's okay. I finally cooked a dish. Although it's hard, I feel really delicious eating my own cooking.

From this cooking, I realized that it is really hard for my mother to cook at ordinary times, so I decided to cook often in the future to let my mother relax.

# I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade (Part III) #

"I learned! I have learned! " When I hear this, you will definitely ask: What makes you so happy? Don't worry, listen to me slowly.

On Sunday, my mother will teach me how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I am so excited that I can't wait to put on my apron and get ready to start work.

Preparation: Two washed tomatoes, three eggs, two onions, two cloves of garlic and a bowl are all ready. Now let's get started!

First of all, I put the egg in the bowl, but the egg skin is like a naughty child, always running into the bowl and dancing in circles. I tried my best to get the egg skin out of the bowl.

Next, stir the eggs. Add a little salt first, stir the eggs in one direction with chopsticks, and let the eggs continue to dance in circles in the bowl until the egg white and protein are completely blended.

Then, pour some oil into the pot. When the oil is hot, pour the stirred egg mixture into the pot and start frying. I shoveled it left and right with a scraper. After frying, my mother said, "Take out the eggs and fry them with tomatoes later."

Finally, I cut the washed tomatoes into small pieces and put them on a plate for later use. Chop garlic and onion into chopped green onion. Then pour a little oil, garlic and chopped green onion into the pot, stir-fry, add tomatoes, stir-fry for a while, add thirteen spices and a little salt, pour eggs into the sauce, continue to stir-fry for a while, and add chicken essence, so that scrambled eggs with tomatoes are ready.

Smell the delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and you will have the opening paragraph.

Through this cooking, I understand that everything should be paid, and only by paying wholeheartedly can we get good results.

# I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade (article 4) #

I learned to cook this summer vacation.

I remember one day, my parents went on a business trip, leaving only my brother and me at home. When it's time for dinner, mom and dad haven't come back yet. We can't be hungry! I thought to myself: My parents usually cook for me. Today I want to show them something. What can I do? I opened the refrigerator and saw half a pot of rice and some tomatoes left over from yesterday. Yes, and then make fried rice with tomatoes and eggs. So I took out four eggs, one onion and two tomatoes. First of all, I quickly cracked four eggs along the edge of the bowl and peeled them off with my hands. The yellow and egg white in the four eggs quickly fell into the bowl. Those four egg yolks float in the bowl, just like four golden suns falling from the sky. I stirred the chopsticks evenly and only heard the sound of "clang, clang, clang" in the bowl. The next step is to cut onions. I picked up a kitchen knife, cut the onion in two with a click, and then cut it into many small pieces. Then cut the tomatoes. I cut the washed tomatoes into many crescent shapes. Finally, take the oil pan like mom, pour some oil into the wok, and then heat the oil. The oil smoked, so I quickly poured the egg liquid into the wok and heard a loud "Zi La". I quickly stir-fry a few times, then pour tomatoes and onions into the pot and stir-fry, and finally pour rice. Stir-fry and add seasoning. A pot of delicious fried rice came out. My brother and I have some left after we have had enough to eat. These are for my parents. After a while, mom and dad came back and smelled delicious as soon as they entered the door. "Who cooked the meal?" Mom and dad asked curiously. I smiled and said, "I did it!" "Mom and dad give me a thumbs-up immediately! I jumped three feet for joy.

From that day on, I really learned to cook

# I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade (article 5) #

I finally learned to cook.

There are many endings in life ... but every "final" result has its antecedents: some have failed countless times, some have tried hard, and some have been carefully observed ... Then I will talk about my "final term".

One Saturday noon, my mother didn't go home, and my father didn't go home, and my stomach was already hungry. At this time, an idea came to my mind: I am thirteen years old, and it's my turn to cook. I'll go to the kitchen and see what I can do. Suddenly, I found some leftovers. By the way, I can fry rice! This is a piece of cake for me! I'll brush the pan and put some oil on it first. Oh, where is the oil? Finally, I found oil in a remote corner. The pot is hot, so I put the beaten eggs in the pot. Oh, I forgot how much salt to put in again. Why do you usually turn a blind eye to mom's cooking? Second, it's too difficult to relax. This is "I feel shallow at the end of the article and don't know if I have to do it." The truth! Just then, my mother came back. My mother said to me, "What are you doing? Make the room smoky? " Oh, I forgot to turn on the range hood! When my mother came to the kitchen, she was surprised to see me cooking at first, and then she recovered. She said, "I'll teach you. Did you put salt in it? " I shook my head and my mother said, "You should put a spoonful of salt." I put a spoonful of salt. Later, my mother said, "Eggs must be broken." Break it? I thought to myself, impatiently picking up the shovel and breaking the eggs. Under the guidance of my mother, a plate of delicious fried rice with eggs is out of the pot. I took a bite. Why is it so sweet? I put sugar in it as salt!

Although fried rice is sweet, I finally learned to cook and tasted the joy of success!

# I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade (article 6) #

In this happy winter vacation, many interesting things have happened in my family, among which I am most happy that I have learned to cook. The whole family is so happy to eat my cooking. Let's share the happiness together!

On the third day of winter vacation, I finished my target homework at noon and was bored. Suddenly I had an idea: I wish I could cook by myself. So I said to my mother, "Mom, I want to learn to cook. Will you teach me? " Hearing this, my mother happily replied, "Of course." Then I explained the specific steps of cooking.

First pour water into the inner pot of the rice cooker, and then start washing rice. Maybe I'm not skilled, maybe I'm in a hurry, and Taomi actually poured out the rice and water together. My mother reminded me: "one is to hold the inner pot steady, and the other is to let the water flow out slowly after washing rice." After washing rice, add water according to the ratio of water to rice 1: 2. Cooking started, I quickly put the inner pot into the rice cooker, covered it, plugged it in, and waited for the delicious rice excitedly. Suddenly a voice of "Yiyi" came into my ears. "What's the matter?" I called my mother. Mother quickly unplugged the plug and gasped, "When cooking, the water in the rice cooker must be wiped clean, otherwise it will leak electricity." I picked up the inner pot again, wiped some water and boiled it. After a while, the meal was ready. When I smell it, it smells delicious and my heart is full of joy. There was so much knowledge about cooking, so it was hard for my mother to do so much housework every day.

This time I not only learned to cook, but also contributed to my family. I'm so happy!

# I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade (article 7) #

Today, I want to cook a dish for my family.

Walking into the kitchen, I found some tomatoes in it. On second thought, I decided to make a dish of "cold tomatoes". This is my first time cooking, and I'm a little scared. It seems that it's my first time to go out, so I'm very nervous.

First, peel the tomatoes. I peeled tomatoes for a long time, but I didn't peel them at all. I picked up a shiny knife and tried to cut the tomato gently, but I didn't dare to do it for a long time. I was afraid of cutting my hand. I thought to myself: it's so easy to watch my mother cook at ordinary times, but it's not like this when I cook by myself. This is really "easier said than done"!

I thought of the method that the labor teacher taught us to scrape cardboard, so I imitated the labor teacher and scraped tomatoes carefully. Sure enough, I peeled the tomato skin at once. After a while, I washed it with water and sliced it.

Slicing is not easy, because I am afraid of cutting my finger and shaking like a catastrophe. I know in my heart that since I have done it, I can't return it. In order to make this dish well, we must go forward bravely!

Thank god, the tomatoes are finally cut! Although it's a little thick and thin, it's quite satisfactory to use it for the first time.

The following is the simplest.

I sprinkle sugar on it, and a plate of delicious tomatoes is ready. I want to try some cold tomatoes. Not bad. You can score 80 points!

Today is my first attempt to cook, and I really feel grown up. I will continue to study and master more life skills in the future!

I learned to cook. Do you want to congratulate me?

# I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade (article 8) #

Today, the weather is sunny. Mom and dad are not at home, so it seems that today's meal has to be solved by ourselves! What to eat? I saw a note on the table: "riel, I have something to do with your father today!" When I came back, I left you a note of 100 yuan. Buy yourself something to eat! Love your mom and dad! " There is great love behind it.

The economic problem has been solved, but what should I buy? I thought about it: ah! I know! Since mom and dad are not at home, why don't I buy food and cook by myself! It also happens to experience the feeling of "do it yourself and have plenty of food and clothing".

I made a list first: potatoes, green peppers, a coke, and keep the coke for myself!

After buying vegetables, I began to cook my favorite fried potatoes. I peel potatoes with a knife first, and then slice them. At first, I thought it was very interesting. I sang a song triumphantly, and then I almost cut my hand. I couldn't help but get nervous. Remind myself to pay attention, be careful again! Put the pot on the stove, fire it, put oil in it, and then fry the chopped green onion and ginger in oil for a while. After a while, the fragrance was overflowing. I quickly poured the potatoes into the water, stirring constantly, adding salt, soy sauce and chicken essence. Because I have no experience, I pick up a piece with chopsticks and chew it in my mouth every once in a while. "hot! Hot! Hot! " I exclaimed, but it tasted good. Finally, I turned off the fire and put the vegetables into the bowl with a shovel. Ah! The room is delicious! I'm so happy!

I thought to myself: "In the future, as long as my parents are not at home, I will be the kitchen god. I will cook for my parents and let them share my delicious food!" "

# I learned to write a composition for the fourth grade (article 9) #

My mother was not at home this morning, so I decided to cook a home-cooked dish for myself-scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

First of all, I put on a yellow apron like my mother, then cut the small tomatoes into small pieces, beat the eggs into the bowl with a bowl, then stir the eggs evenly with chopsticks, then clean the pot and put it on the gas stove, then turn on the fire, pour some oil into the pot, and then pour the freshly mixed egg liquid into the pot. At this time, there was a "sting", which I found very interesting. The noise is louder, but I don't always listen to the sound. I quickly stir-fry the eggs back and forth in the pot with a shovel, break them up and put them in the bowl. After that, I poured the cut tomatoes into the pot, stir-fried them back and forth to prevent them from getting burnt, then quickly poured the eggs in the bowl into the pot, stir-fried them together, sprinkled a little salt, and served them when they smelled the fragrance.

How time flies! My scrambled eggs with tomatoes are out of the pan. They smell so strong that it seems that people can't help drooling. I suddenly had a big appetite, so I picked up chopsticks and put an egg in my mouth. Wow! It's so delicious that people can't help eating more. My brother smelled the fragrance and quickly came down from upstairs. When he saw scrambled eggs and golden eggs with tomatoes, his appetite suddenly increased, and he wolfed down like a man who had not eaten for 20 days. Seeing my brother's appearance, I suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

Finally learned the first course of life. I must tell my mother and finally understand her hard work in cooking. I will definitely ask her to teach me more dishes and share the hard work for her.

# Learn to write in the fourth grade (10)#

As I grew older, I learned many skills, such as skating, cycling and swimming ... What impressed me most was that I learned to cook.

That day, the weather was fine, and the burning sun shone on the road and grass. At noon, my mother hasn't come home yet, and her stomach is growling with hunger. I decided to cook for myself.

I opened the refrigerator. There were some tomatoes and some eggs in it. I decided to make a simple one-scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

I took out some tomatoes, put them in a small basin filled with half a basin of water, wiped them gently and washed them with clear water.

Time to cut. I picked it up and was about to cut it, but it "escaped" I rudely "grabbed" it back, holding it in one hand and picking up the knife in the other, splitting it in two and cutting it into small pieces. Stir the eggs well and you'll be ready.

It's time to blow up I turned on the gas stove and poured some oil into the pot. When the oil is hot, I pour the eggs into the pot. Suddenly, there was a "symphony" in the pot. I was so scared that I ran out and almost tripped. When there was no sound, I summoned up my courage and went into the kitchen. Look into the pot, ah, the eggs are almost cooked! I quickly picked up the spatula, stirred it, poured the tomatoes in and stirred it for a while. It's time to put salt, but I hesitated. My mother cooks for the whole family with only a little salt. I only do my own. How much should I put? Forget it, put a little! I pinched some salt and put it in. I tasted it, but it didn't taste much. I just grabbed a handful of salt and spilled it in. It's already out of the pot The red ones are tomatoes and the yellow ones are eggs. It's really good. I picked up a little and put it in my mouth. It smells good and a little salty. It is really delicious.

I will never forget this cooking, because I realized the joy of cooking by myself.

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