Dumpling Composition (1)

My mother said that I had dumplings for dinner today. I was very happy because I learned to make dumplings when I was in kindergarten, and now I can finally show my skills.

My grandfather went to buy meat and vegetables, as well as the skin of dumplings. My mother chopped up the meat and vegetables and put in the seasoning to mix them well, which became the stuffing of dumplings. My grandfather suggested that I compete with my mother to see who can pack fast and well. Grandma would be the referee. I happily agreed. The game begins. Grandma gave an order, I quickly sat at the table and started to move with my mother. First, I spread a piece of dumpling skin in the palm of my hand, then dug a spoonful of stuffing with a small spoon and put it in the middle of the skin, then dipped a little water in the bowl with my fingers and smeared it on the edge of the skin, and finally folded the skin in half. The thumbs and forefinger of both hands held the semicircular fan and squeezed it hard, and a lovely plump dumpling was wrapped. I then packed several more, and I lined them up one by one, just like when we did morning exercises. My mother was also busy working. After about half an hour, two piles of dumpling skins were finally wrapped for my mother and me. Grandma announced the end of the game, and the judge of Grandma would judge the game. Grandma carefully looked at the dumplings my mother and I made: Mom has five long lines of dumplings, and I only have one short line; Mom's dumpling soldiers were sitting on the table neatly, while mine was lying on the table. Finally Grandma announced that my mother won the first place, and I won the second place. The first place won't be rewarded, and the second place will be rewarded. All the dumplings I made will be rewarded to me.

At dinner, I ate the dumplings made by myself, and felt that the taste was really good! Would you like to have a try?

Dumpling Composition (2)

Today, it was the first time that I cooked dumplings like my parents, because my parents had something to do today and left me alone at home.

At first, I added some water to the pot and waited for the water to boil. After a while, the water boiled. I picked up the dumpling bag and looked at it. The time was just right, and the dumpling almost melted. It took me a lot of effort to shovel a "naughty" dumpling into a bowl and taste it. Put it in again and boil it. I remember that I had to shake the pan. I couldn't do that. So I picked up the shovel and shoveled it left and right. Suddenly, I touched the pot with my right hand and cried out in pain. I quickly turn down the fire and flush my right hand with water. Fortunately, the rescue was timely and the hand did not hurt. I closed the lid and turned on the medium heat. The dumplings kept dancing in the pot, and the water kept making wonderful sounds.

After a few minutes, the dumplings are ready. I sat down and tasted carefully. "Ah, it's great! It's the first time I can make such delicious dumplings." I couldn't help saying. However, the technology is not as good as Mom and Dad. Thinking of this, I sighed.

Shortly after eating, I smelled a stinky, burnt smell! Run to the kitchen and see, "Oh," the fire forgot to turn off, Xin Hao didn't burn up, but the water burned dry, and the bottom of the pot burned a small piece!

I just got through this day!

Dumpling Composition (3)

When Sunday comes, our family will have New Year's Eve dinner. Today's group meal is to make dumplings.

Mother kneaded the noodles first and said that the noodles would wake up first. Then I just started to cut the stuffing. The stuffing we prepared in advance was lotus root and meat. I thought my mother was very tired, so I helped her cut the meat for a while. I really felt tired. After a long time of chopping, my mother saw that it was OK, and then chopped the lotus root well, put it into the meat, adjusted the salinity, and put it aside.

At the beginning of making dumplings, my mother rubbed the batter into strips, cut the strips into small pieces, and rolled them into dumpling skins with a rolling pin. Next, we need to make dumplings. First put the stuffing into the dumpling skins, and then squeeze the dumpling skins tightly. A detailed dumpling is made.

I tried my best to do as my mother told me, even though the dumplings I made were full of missing stuffing. But my mother has always encouraged me to be calm and come slowly. In a short time, it took a lot of time. At the beginning of boiling the dumplings, first put the boiling water into the pot. When the water in the pot boils once, the dumplings are just starting to be put. Dumplings should be put one by one. After the water in the big pot boils twice, they will be ripe and can be eaten.

The first time I made dumplings, I felt happy when I tasted the hot dumplings, although it was a bit full of foreign looks. My mother said that I would practice several more times, and I also graduated. I hope that the next time I make dumplings will come.

Dumpling Composition (4)

In the morning, my mother was making dumplings. I saw it and thought to myself: the teacher often said that he could do the housework himself. I also want to learn how to make dumplings. So I said to my mother; "I also come to learn how to make dumplings.". Mother said yes.

I started to make dumplings. I picked up a piece of dumpling skin, put some meat stuffing in it, and squeezed it with my hands. OK, it's done! I picked up the "masterpiece" to have a closer look, alas! Why are the dumplings sleeping on the table one by one. Mother smiled and said, "The stuffing can't be too little.". This time, I learned a lesson. I put a large piece of meat stuffing on the dumpling skin and squeezed it hard. Oh, no! The dumpling was so full that its belly burst and the juice flowed out. I quickly brought a piece of dumpling skin and patched it on its belly. The belly was finally patched, but it looked like a chubby "Ugly", which really made me laugh and cry. Mother said, "Let me teach you how to turn your" Ugly "into a beautiful" White Swan ".". After saying that, my mother picked up the dumpling skin, demonstrated and told me that the meat filling should not be too much or too little. First, squeeze the middle of the opposite side of the dumpling skin, then squeeze the two sides, and then squeeze out some patterns. I did it according to the way my mother taught me, and I really made a decent "white swan". My mother looked at it and said, "Not bad! Not bad!" I was more excited when I heard it. One by one, beautiful "white swans" flew out of my hands.

Today, I learned how to make dumplings. Eating my own dumplings, my heart is sweeter than drinking honey!

Dumpling Composition (5)

I remember one Sunday when I saw my father and mother making dumplings in the living room. I thought to myself: Mom and Dad work so hard at ordinary times. Let me help them, too.

I came to my mother and asked, "Mom, can I help you make dumplings?" "Yes," my mother answered quickly. Just do it. First, I went to the bathroom to wash my hands, then took out the dumpling skin, dug a spoonful of stuffing, put it in the dumpling skin, and then squeezed it tightly to make a dumpling. But when I was proud of myself, I found a hole in my dumplings. What should I do? I had to consult my parents. My father said, "You have put too much stuffing in the dumpling, and there is no water around the skin of the dumpling." Hearing this, I suddenly realized that it was like this. So I took out a piece of dumpling skin and began to wrap it. This time, I made dumplings according to the way my father said. "Sure enough," I roared, and the way my father said was right. Then, I made the second and third dumplings in a row in this way. Finally, the dumplings I made were the same as those of my parents, which made me very happy. My mother also said that she would cook my own dumplings to taste the taste of her own dumplings.

In the evening, I ate my own dumplings. Although they were not so delicious, I was still very happy.

Through making dumplings this time, I also learned that no matter what you do, you will succeed as long as you do it carefully.

Dumpling Composition (6)

Today is New Year's Eve. On New Year's Eve, my father gave me a task to make dumplings. In order to make dumplings faster, my father and mother also helped me. I decided to have a competition with my mother to make dumplings. My mother first taught me the steps of making dumplings, and then I started to follow my mother's method.

First, wash your hands before making dumplings. The first step is to spread the dumpling skin flat on the palm of the hand, and put a half spoon of meat filling in the center of the dumpling skin with a spoon. The next step is the most critical step. Put beautiful clothes on the dumpling doll. In order not to hurt the "dumpling doll", I folded the dumpling skin in half and sealed it in strict accordance with my mother's method. Because it was the first time to make dumplings, I couldn't keep up with my mother's rhythm. Watching her skillful movements, I felt envious and anxious. I also thought of a way to use two pieces of dumpling skins to make dumplings in the shape of "sun hat", but in the end I lost the game. The last step was to bathe the "Dumpling Dolls". When the water in the pot boiled, I threw the "Dumpling Dolls" into the pot. After a while, beautiful water splashes appeared in the pot. The "Dumpling Dolls" seemed to take a happy bath in the pot. After that, everyone became fat, and some even broke their clothes.

The New Year's Eve dinner began, and I felt very happy watching the whole family eat the dumplings I made.

Dumpling Composition (7)

The Spring Festival is coming, we need to make dumplings!

Mother said that we should wake up the reconciled face. Then, add vinegar, salt and other condiments to the chopped stuffing and stir it. Spoon another spoonful of dry flour, set aside. Ok, let's start.

Mother said, "We need to knead noodles first.". I said, "OK.".

So my mother and I kneaded together, kneading and kneading, and I felt that the noodles were soft, very smooth, very comfortable to touch, and very enjoyable. The kneaded flour is more slippery and soft. My mother and I began to roll out skins. First, cut the noodles into small pieces, so that they can be rolled easily. When rolling leather, my hands are a little slow, because I have to roll quickly, and soon I have to roll out a lot to keep up with my mother's speed of making dumplings. However, the dough did not listen to my command. It rolled out and then rolled in again. It was very strange. The leather rolled out from dough is very naughty.

When I was rolling, I found that my mother was rolling. I asked my mother, "Why do you want to roll out the dough one by one?" My mother said, "Because the air at home is dry and the dough is soft. If you don't roll out the dough one by one, the dough will be dry.

First, we put the filling on the dumpling skin. Mother said that when packing, we should not put too much or too little. If there is too much packing, we can't squeeze it; If you don't have enough stuffing, it will be tasteless. The dumplings I made have lace, much like the lace under my skirt. Mom said that when you pinch it, you should use your thumb and forefinger to pinch it. The dumplings made in that way are beautiful. Moreover, you should hold tightly, or the stuffing will come out.

Unconsciously, my mother and I made 104 dumplings together. I said, "It's a lot. What if we can't eat?" My mother said, "It doesn't matter. Every year we have more. We have to have more for the New Year."

The dumplings were lined up in a large line on the plate, which was like a grand opening ceremony on the school playground. I made so many dumplings today. I'm so happy!

Dumpling Composition (8)

This Sunday is Mother's Day. My brother proposed to have dumplings for lunch, so my mother decided to take us to the market to buy food materials and start making "love dumplings".

My mother asked my brother to write a list at home before starting shopping. We first bought three jin of dumpling skin, and then helped to carry it for a few minutes. My finger was almost broken, so I had to ask my strong brother to help. Then we went to buy my brother's favorite meat and shrimp.

When we got home, we first shelled the shrimp. At first, I didn't peel it very smoothly. When I got the hang of it, my speed began to pick up. Then my mother taught us to go to the sausages. It took us an hour to get the shrimp. After that, we processed different ingredients and then beat them into "mud" one by one with the cooking machine.

Finally, it was my favorite time to make dumplings. Grandma also came down to "help". My brother and I still had less than ten dumplings, so Grandma made a large plate. My mother said that our participation made her do it faster, but I always thought that we should be dragging my mother down, because it took three and a half hours from opening the menu to cooking the dumplings, and it was already half past one when the meal was ready. Everyone was hungry.

When the "hard won" dumplings were put on the table, everyone rushed to eat their finished products without fear of heat. My sister swallowed 20 dumplings. What a terror! Today's Mother's Day is really interesting. I wish all mothers in the world a happy Mother's Day!

Dumpling Composition (9)

At noon one day, Grandma prepared the filling of dumplings and began to make dumplings. When my mother saw it, she said to me, "Hanhan, go and make dumplings with Grandma!" I agreed happily. When I came to the restaurant, I saw Grandma was already making dumplings. Dumplings were standing in the long plate like soldiers in line. I took a piece of dumpling skin and put it flat in my palm. Then I put some stuffing in the middle of the dumpling skin. Then I dipped my forefinger in the water and wiped the water on the edge of the dumpling skin. Finally, I folded the dumpling skin gently, and then pressed the edge of the skin hard, and a dumpling was finished. At this time, my mother said to me: "You wrap it very well, and then compare it with Grandma's to see what's different." I looked and said: "Grandma looks a little energetic." My mother said: "Yes, it's because your filling is too little, not full enough, and Grandma's dumplings have wrinkles on the side." "How to make this wrinkle?" My mother picked up the dumplings I made and demonstrated them to me. I said repeatedly, "I know, I know." Then I picked up another piece of dumpling skin. This time, I added a little more stuffing and put wrinkles on the edge of the dumpling skin. Wow, this time my dumplings are as good as Grandma's. Grandma and Mom praised me.

In this way, I made eight dumplings. I was very happy to see them standing on the plate with their heads held high like soldiers. Grandma said, "I'll give you the dumplings made by myself tomorrow." I nodded, full of expectation, and I really hope that tomorrow will come soon.

Dumpling Composition (10)

We are going to have dumplings this evening.

Look, Mom is chopping stuffing in the kitchen. She cleaned the kidney beans one by one, washed them with water, and then boiled them in the boiling water pan. Her mother picked them up on the chopping board. When chopping stuffing, she looked like a giant. She carefully chopped each kidney bean very carefully. Mother took another piece of meat and soon cut it very fine. Mother put the vegetable filling and meat filling in a basin, and added oil, salt, soy sauce, monosodium glutamate, pepper noodles and other spices, stirring in one direction. I asked my mother curiously, "Why should I stir the stuffing in one direction?" My mother said, "It's not easy for the stuffing to come out of the water when stirring in one direction." Ha ha, I learned another move.

By this time, Dad had already made up the noodles, so we began to make dumplings. Mom rolled the leather while Dad and I wrapped it. Mom rolled it fast and round, and Dad wrapped it fast. Like my father, I picked up a piece of skin, put the stuffing on it, and then closed the skin. First, I squeezed it in the middle, and then slowly squeezed it on both sides until there was no seam, so that a dumpling could be wrapped. I put the dumplings on the panel, but unfortunately I couldn't stand up. I looked at my father in disbelief, and he said that I had too little stuffing to stand up. Then look at the dumplings made by my father. The round belly, like a tumbler, is densely arranged in rows, neat and beautiful. I tried to put more stuffing in it, and the dumplings really stood up. I was very happy and continued to wrap it. In less than half an hour, we finished packing.

Eating your own dumplings, it's really delicious!

Dumpling Composition (11)

Today is a Sunday. I have nothing to do, so I decided to make dumplings for my mother.

I first took out a bowl of meat stuffing from the refrigerator, then went downstairs to buy a small bag of dumpling skins, and began to wrap them.

I packed it quickly, and it only took me half an hour to finish it all. So I put the dumplings one by one next to the edge of the pot into the pot. composition

After about 5 minutes of cooking, I opened the lid of the pot, took out a plate from the cabinet, and then took out the leaky spoon to scoop out the dumplings one by one.

oh dear! This cooking of dumplings is really a big joke!

Because when I was making dumplings, I suddenly thought of "filling soup dumplings" and left a small hole in each dumpling.

But I didn't expect that this "soup filled dumplings" would become noodles.

When I saw these boiled dumplings, I cried and then laughed. When my mother asked me what was going on, I told her the truth.

Mother laughed and cried after listening.

After the lesson of cooking dumplings this time, I dare not leave a hole in the dumplings any more.

Another Sunday, I'm going to cook dumplings again. Later, the dumplings were cooked very delicious, and my mother repeatedly cheered me. I was so happy.

My friends, here I want to tell you that when cooking dumplings, you should never cook "soup dumplings" like me.

Dumpling Composition (12)

The weekend is coming. Grandma is back from Qingdao. When I had nothing to do, I suddenly thought that Grandma would make dumplings, and she made them big and delicious, so I asked Grandma to teach me how to make dumplings.

I thought it was easy to make dumplings. Just put the meat in the dumpling skin. But my grandmother told me that making dumplings is skillful, and it's impossible not to concentrate on learning.

I listened and said disapprovingly: Don't look down on me, old man, as long as you teach me how to do it, I will certainly!

Grandma saw that I was very confident in myself, so she began to teach me how to pack and let me watch her. Grandma held the wrapper in her left hand, and her index finger touched a little water. She drew a circle along the edge of the wrapper, and then put some meat and vegetable sauce in the middle of the wrapper. Then she squeezed one corner of the wrapper tightly, and the other corner tightly, and then squeezed it upward. In this way, a dumpling was wrapped.

I saw it and excitedly picked up the dumpling skin and said: It's so simple! Then, I made it like Grandma. Unexpectedly, just after wrapping the first piece of gravy, it squeezed out, which made my hands full of gravy. I was so angry that I stamped my feet. Grandma saw this and said with a smile: I said that making dumplings is skillful. You can't do it without understanding skills. I hurried to consult my grandmother. It turns out that this technique is very simple. Put less water and less meat and vegetable sauce, so that the gravy will not be squeezed out. So, I did it again according to the skills my grandmother taught me, and finally made a dumpling without revealing the stuffing.

Although I didn't make as full dumplings as Grandma did, I was very happy when I ate my own dumplings.

Dumpling Composition (13)

Dumpling is a traditional food in China. Everyone will get together to make dumplings on holidays. In addition to the custom of eating dumplings during the Spring Festival, there is also a saying that eating dumplings at the winter solstice will not freeze the ears. Today, I will try to make dumplings.

I remember that it was a sunny day. The whole family came to Grandma's house, and her mother suggested, "Let's eat dumplings today!" Everyone agreed.

So we began to make dumplings. My mother said to me, "Come and learn how to make dumplings!" Although I said excitedly, "OK, I've always wanted to learn!" But my heart was not satisfied: "What's the big deal? I'm sure I can make dumplings better than you.

With these words, I picked up a piece of dumpling skin and put a large piece of stuffing like a brain. With a hard squeeze, the dumpling skin exploded. It turned out that I put too much stuffing and broke the dumpling skin. Dad laughed. At this time, my face turned red. Just now, my spirit and strength were all gone, like a deflated ball. I was ashamed.

My father was afraid that I would be too embarrassed when he saw this scene, so he hurried to rescue me: "Don't laugh, our children are not really stupid, they can teach, can't they?" My father turned around and gave me a wink. I quickly said to my father: "Dad, you can teach me!" My father smiled and nodded. This time I was serious. I watched my father's movements carefully and learned them step by step. After learning, my father said, "It's your turn." I was extremely nervous. My father told me not to be nervous, but I was still nervous. My father seemed to see my mind and said to me with great seriousness: "It doesn't matter. You can learn again if you break it. Who will learn it when you are born?" My father's words doubled my courage. I learned from my father, Finally, I made a half round dumpling, and I was immediately overjoyed. My mouth was like a blooming lotus, and I could not close it for a long time.

This made me understand a truth: I know that I can't be self righteous in anything. Be modest, consult others when you encounter something you don't understand, and don't pretend to understand.

Dumpling Composition (14)

This morning, I said to my mother: "Let's make dumplings tonight, OK?" My mother said: "Good idea." After that, my mother and I went to buy sinker, and my mother bought: mushrooms, dried tofu, water chestnuts, meat, onions. In the evening, Dad put these things together and soon they were ready. Let's start! At first, my dumplings were ugly and unstable. Later, my little dumpling was very beautiful and stable. Some dumplings are like televisions, some are like big pen headed snowmen, some are like hot water belts, and some are like sofas, all kinds of dumplings.

After the dumplings were cooked, I ate them with relish. Mother likes to eat with vinegar. When she holds a dumpling with her chopsticks, the dumpling is very naughty. She slips into the vinegar and swims around. Later, the dumpling still enters her mother's stomach. After eating, I said to my mother, "Next time I will make dumplings." My mother said, "OK." I thought: I'm really happy today. I saw that the stars in the sky seemed brighter, the moon smiled happily, and the sky seemed more beautiful, brighter, and bluer.

Dumpling Composition (15)

Great! I want to eat dumplings again! I will learn to make dumplings from my parents.

First, wash the dishes, chop them up, mix them with the meat, and make them into fillings and put them on the plate. Then, it's time to roll the dumpling skin. Mother asked me to watch her do it. Mother kneaded the dough and twisted the raw dough into strips with clean hands. Hold the strip with one hand, and pull down the square blocks from the strip with the other hand. Mother put the dough square in her hand, folded her hands and turned round to form a small dough ball. Mother put the dough ball under the rolling pin and rolled it on the panel with the rolling pin in her right hand. At the same time, he held the dough with his left hand and spun rapidly under the rolling pin. It's amazing! A round face was born in my mother's hands.

I could not wait to grab the rolling pin and roll it out.

But the rolling pin in my hand is not so obedient, and the small dough has become naughty. It can't be rolled into an ellipse. Either there is a piece missing here or there is an extra corner. It is thick here and thin there. Ah, the leather was worn out by me. Alas! Don't lose heart, don't be reconciled. One more! I made a great effort to "roll out" on the left and "roll out" on the right. It seems that housework is not as easy as it seems.

Next, I learned to make dumplings with my father. My father picked up a piece of skin with his left hand, and put some stuffing in his chopsticks with his right hand. He folded the skin symmetrically, and then skillfully squeezed it with both hands. A dumpling shaped like a treasure appeared. I wrapped it like my father, either as a "sick old man" or as a "short wax gourd", or I would expose the stuffing. Finally, with my unremitting efforts, a lovely dumpling was placed in front of me. Although I was sweating, I grinned at my "outstanding works".

In the evening, when I ate the dumplings made by myself, I felt very fragrant, because it was bought by my own labor.

Dumpling Composition (16)

I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time. I want to drool when I think of its taste. So she said to her mother, "Mom, can you make dumplings with cabbage and meat stuffing tonight?" She readily agreed. As soon as she said yes, her mother went to the kitchen to prepare all the materials for making dumplings.

Finally, I stayed up until the evening, and my mother had already prepared the noodles and dumpling fillings. Now we can start to wrap them. Our division of labor is as follows: I'm responsible for rolling dumpling skins, and my mother is responsible for making dumplings. At the beginning, I rolled out the dumplings slowly, and couldn't keep up with my mother's speed. But the faster I rolled out, the faster I hurried, so that some of the wrappers didn't look like the same. So we immediately decided to change the division of labor.

My mother rolled it out quickly and well, and I packed it vigorously. But I always feel that it is boring to make such "regular" dumplings, so I plan to make some "new" dumplings. I purposely make the dumpling skin into various shapes, such as rectangle, column, triangle, then poke one or two small holes in these shapes, put the dumpling filling in, take some noodles to plug, and finally do some decoration, and it's finished! In the same way, I also made many "new" dumplings in different forms.

At last, after making the dumplings, he he, the dumplings on the cover are really interesting, which makes people have a great appetite. Soon, the hot dumplings were on the table. I couldn't wait to pick up my chopsticks and eat them. I felt delicious!

Dumpling Composition (17)

Today is New Year's Eve. Just after having dinner, I shouted happily, "ready to make dumplings!" But my grandma and mother thought I was in the way and didn't want me to interfere. Ah! It seems that I can't make dumplings this year. I was so happy to see them busy that my palms itched.

Grandma and Mom were working and talking. I took advantage of their carelessness to pick up a piece of dumpling skin and put it in the left heart like Grandma. Then I dug a spoonful of stuffing with a spoon and put it in the dumpling skin. Maybe there was too much stuffing and I couldn't squeeze it. I dug out a little stuffing again, which went down. I squeezed it into a fan-shaped 'and put it down secretly. Grandma and mother were busy talking and making dumplings, but nobody noticed the dumplings I made. Look at the dumplings made by my mother. They are the same size and appearance. Although they are neat, they lack novelty. I thought: why don't you take the opportunity to pack more shapes. I learned how to squeeze the plasticine in the art class, including hat shaped, quadrilateral, oblate, round and many other shapes. When they found out, Grandma and Mom laughed their heads off. My mother said, "Your dumplings have too little stuffing, but they are very beautiful." I said, "I made colorful dumplings!"

Dumpling Composition (18)

This article, "Composition on Making Dumplings during the Spring Festival", is organized by the composition collection of primary school students for reference only. If you feel very good, welcome to comment and share~Thank you for your reading and support!

Today is New Year's Eve. Just after having dinner, I shouted happily, "ready to make dumplings!" But my grandma and mother thought I was in the way and didn't want me to interfere. Ah! It seems that I don't have any share of dumplings this year. I was so happy to see them busy that my palms itched.

Grandma and Mom were working and talking. I took advantage of their carelessness to pick up a piece of dumpling skin and put it in the left heart like Grandma. Then I dug a spoonful of stuffing with a spoon and put it in the dumpling skin. Maybe there was too much stuffing and I couldn't squeeze it. I dug out a bit of stuffing again, which went down. I squeezed it into a fan shape and put it down secretly. Grandma and mother were busy talking and making dumplings, but nobody noticed the dumplings I made. Look at the dumplings made by my mother. They are the same size and appearance. Although they are neat, they lack novelty. I thought: why not take the opportunity to pack more shapes. I learned how to squeeze the plasticine in the art class, including hat shaped, quadrilateral, oblate, round and many other shapes. When they found out, Grandma and Mom laughed their heads off. My mother said, "Your dumplings have too little stuffing, but they are very beautiful." I said, "I made colorful dumplings!"

Dumpling Composition (19)

Today, after I finished my homework, I saw my mother making dumplings. Each little dumpling looks like a little white goose, so cute! I really wanted to make some dumplings myself, so I pestered my mother to teach me how to make dumplings. My mother couldn't resist my sweet talk, so she had to promise to teach me how to make those attractive dumplings.

At first, I thought it was easy to make dumplings, just like my mother did. But it was difficult for me to make dumplings. Those little dumplings "slipped away" from me one by one. It was really "naughty". I spent all my efforts to make a decent dumplings.

Why can my mother wrap it so well, but I can't? So I carefully observed my mother's action of making dumplings, and then asked her to guide me. I tried to wrap it in my mother's way: with one hand carefully holding the wrapper, with the other hand holding a small spoon, I scooped a little filling with the spoon and put it in the middle of the wrapper. Then I folded the wrapper in half, kneaded the middle of the wrapper first, then two ends, and one dumpling was finished. When I saw the dumplings made by my mother, they looked like orderly rows of soldiers standing there, while what about my dumplings? Like a deflated ball, I am not reconciled, and try to pack, one, two, three... I do not know how many packs, finally wrapped!

Eating the hot dumplings made by myself, I feel very happy.

Dumpling Composition (20)

In our daily study, work and life, we are all familiar with composition. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is a small compilation. The composition of cooking dumplings is for reference only. Let's have a look.

One day in the summer vacation a few years ago, my parents went to work as usual, leaving some steamed buns for my breakfast. I got up, picked up a steamed bun and ate it. Then I went to do my homework.

It will be here at noon. My stomach sang "Gudong, Gudong". I went into the kitchen and turned over the frying pan, microwave oven, rice cooker, pressure cooker and other containers that could hold food, but nothing was found. I opened the refrigerator and began the "carpet search". After some searching, the target was finally found - a package of dumplings.

I copied the way my parents cooked dumplings. I added some water to the pot and waited for the water to boil. I'm impatient with waiting. The water hasn't boiled yet. I checked carefully. Alas, the gas stove hasn't been turned on yet! What a little carelessness! I turned the switch but didn't turn it on. Strange, parents are like this! I have studied the following, so I should press it first!

After a while, the water boiled. I picked up the dumpling bag and looked at it. It took me a lot of effort to separate the dumplings, put a few into them, and put the rest back into the refrigerator. I remember that I had to shake the pan, but I couldn't do that. So I picked up the shovel, left shovel, right shovel. Suddenly, I touched the pot with my right hand and cried out in pain. I quickly turn down the fire and flush my right hand with water. Fortunately, the rescue was timely and the pain disappeared. I closed the lid and opened the fire. At this time, a phone call came, and I hurried to answer it. When I came back, I opened the lid and saw that, God, the foam almost overflowed! I experienced the "foam filled pot" several times, and thought, it should be cooked, start the pot! I took the dumplings, poured some vinegar and left.

I sat down and tasted. Huh? No, the dumplings are not ripe enough! When I remembered the "tragic event" just now, I didn't dare to burn any more, so I forced myself to eat raw dumplings.

Shortly after eating, I smelt a burning smell! Run to the kitchen to see, ah, the fire forgot to turn off, the water has dried up, and the bottom of the pot is burnt!

Alas, the boiling of dumplings was a failure.