My major is cooking in the sixth grade.

My specialty is about 450 words. I think everyone has his specialty: singing, dancing, clay figurine making and painting ... I also have my specialty, that is cooking.

Originally, I couldn't cook. During a long vacation, one of the assignments assigned by the teacher was to learn how to cook two dishes. Although I have my mother's guidance, when I first started cooking, I was either burnt or immature. With the encouragement of my mother, I practiced hard and finally learned my specialty-fried meat with Chili. Stir-fried meat with Chili is simple, but delicious. Since then, I have been fascinated by cooking and tried to cook more dishes.

One day, I staged my specialty in front of my family-fried meat with Chili. Cut the lean meat and green pepper into small pieces and set aside. Turn on the fire, pour some oil into the pot, put lean meat first, then pepper, and finally scoop a spoonful of salt with a spoon. After frying, it can be cooked. Looking at my own fried dishes, I can't help feeling a sense of pride.

I put the food in a bowl and brought it out. I saw the Chili fried meat lying quietly in the bowl, smelling it. It makes my mouth water.

I put the food on the table and watched everyone eating my cooking with relish. I am so happy that I never forget to praise me. Unexpectedly, I heard my sister whisper, "The taste is a little weak." I thought to myself: great, I lost my salt and my major was ruined.

Everyone has his own specialty. My specialty is cooking. Although the fried meat with Chili peppers is a little weak, it is still good overall. As long as someone eats and praises my cooking, a sense of joy and satisfaction will arise.

My major is CET-6 cooking with about 450 words. Indoor, the sweet pipa sound is fresh and elegant. I am immersed in it, deftly stroking the strings, sometimes heavy, sometimes cheerful ... This is my best "drama"-the instrument pipa.

At the end of this song, my thoughts drifted back to when I first learned pipa at the age of six. That was the first time I heard the sound of pipa, which was deeply rooted in people's hearts. Sometimes it brought me into the ancient battlefield where the smoke was rolling, and sometimes it immersed me in the magnificent palace. How I wish I could play such a melody ... A few days later, I entered the piano room, took fake nails and began to learn pipa. The strings of the pipa are hard and thick. It didn't take long to practice, and a series of blood stains were worn out at the fingertips of the left hand, which hurt if you don't touch it. My heart began to contradict: continue to practice or give up? After some struggle, I resisted the pain of my flesh and blood, followed my initial heart and continued to practice hard. A month later, my left hand grew a thick cocoon-I broke through the first level on the pipa road!

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and I spent six years with Pipa in a blink of an eye. At the end of July this year, I took part in a professional pipa competition. At first, I sat in front of the camera in fear and trembling. My pipa is as heavy as a mountain, and I can even vaguely feel my hands shaking. I took a deep breath, got up slightly and began to play. Gradually, gradually, I brought myself into the artistic conception of music and imagined the commanding generals and the battlefield filled with smoke. I brought all these emotions into the melody, as if I were there, and I believe the audience would be there ... After the performance, I stood up confidently and bowed to the camera, and the teacher next to me also gave me a satisfied look.

Now, I can play many tunes, such as melodious "Hua Ben" and lyrical "V", which all flow out at my dexterous fingertips. Pipa, who has been with me for six years, witnessed my professional development and the growth of a pipa girl.

My specialty is about 450 words. With a burst of gunfire, the balloon exploded, and everyone beside me shouted, "Great!" " Yes, playing with toy guns is my best game.

I used to be a "rookie" who shot one-tenth of the shots, but once I went to the playground in Dongtai and saw a shop that played balloons to win dolls. There is a Pikachu on it, which is very cute. I want to try it. After the first round, I only hit two, but it takes 20 to hit Pikachu, with 22 bullets per round.

Just as I was about to play the second round, my boss told me, "It takes three points and one line to play 98k. Look, there are three aiming points on the gun. You should put the gun flat and connect the three points together. " I didn't understand it at that time, only knew 3: 1, but I used 2: 1 when I played, and I missed two shots, which was exactly 20. I am very happy.

When I got home, I thought it was fun to shoot, so I bought one. Put the paper cup on the table and try to hit it with 3. 1 line! Another shot hit me. I am very proud. I put the paper cups far away. "bang!" Why did I miss? I used 3. 1. After thinking for a moment, I realized that the toy gun had a limited range, so I had to raise the gun head, pull the bolt and pull the trigger, and hit it!

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect. I've been practicing for a week, and I can hit it in any position.

Show my friends that I knocked out 10 cups in 4 seconds after learning. He was surprised when he saw it: "So powerful, I want to play!" " "I handed him the gun, and after some beating, he missed a shot. I smiled and he was angry. I saw that he was very angry, so I quickly told him the three-point one-line technique, and he soon mastered it.

We played until the evening, finally said goodbye to each other and went back happily.

My specialty is about 450 words. Everyone has his own unique specialty, and my specialty is to be an artificial volcano! Don't be surprised, this thing is simple and easy to do. It took me a lot of effort to practice this skill alone!

At the beginning, I dug a small hole in the mud floor of the community according to the tutorial, and put iron filings and sulfur powder in it, buried the soil and put a lot of clean water. At this time, there was some vibration around the hole, which was not strong, but there was no response afterwards. I think it's strange. When I dug it out, suddenly, a small leap from Mars came out of the hole and almost burned my eyebrows! I was shocked and a little scared, so I quickly buried the soil and went home.

After returning to China, I thought about it and thought that there was much soil buried, but it was not buried. There was more clear water and less iron filings and sulfur, so it failed. After doing a lot of experiments, we finally got satisfactory results.

The next day, I went to the mud pit again, dug a big pit, put three handfuls of iron filings and two handfuls of sulfur powder, poured some water on the dug soil, and then carefully buried the soil in the pit. Form a hill. In the scorching sun, the waiting began ... one minute, two minutes ... one second passed, and my heart was inevitably confused. But soon, the ground around the hill shook, followed by the sound of soil cracking, and many gaps were formed between the soil on the hill. Plumes of water vapor were ejected from these cracks, and my doubts, like these water vapor, gradually disappeared. Next is the moment to witness the miracle-the mound makes a "scoffing" sound, and more is a tiny flame-and it works! In the sun, this scene is particularly shocking! Finally, the flame stopped spraying, and a large number of black powder-ferrous sulfide appeared on the hill.

Look! This is my specialty! Where there is a will, there is a way. As long as you make unremitting efforts, I believe you will also have good performance!

My specialty is about 450 words, and cooking in the sixth grade is my specialty, but most people can't.

This "magic power" of moving ears is something I happened to see when I was watching the cartoon Tu Tu with Big Ears. Of course, I find it particularly amazing. So, I also began to study and practice. I was born with big ears, and adults say this is Fukumimi. In front of the mirror, my facial muscles are booming. I always thought my ears were moving, but when I looked sideways, I didn't even move.

I don't stop, I raise my eyebrows countless times every day, and I push my ears hard. Over and over again, I finally learned a set of "stunts".

Inadvertently, my ears moved and I learned the Monkey King's seventy-two changes happily.

The next morning, I went to school to find friends to show off my "magic power" of moving ears and showed it to everyone over and over again. Many "blackheads" exist together. As a result, everyone was dumbfounded and applauded me. I was ecstatic to ask them if they would like to, and they all shook their heads, indicating that there was no such "unique skill". I am even more proud, thinking that I am the only one in the class who can do it, so it is a "good show"!

I proudly said to a good friend in the next class, "I am the only one in our class who can move his ears!" " As a result, she smiled and said, "Don't forget, I will, too! "I just smiled, shook hands with her and said," Dear friend, I finally found my bosom friend! " After that, we "moved our ears" together and turned on the music on our mobile phones. With the rhythm of music, we move our ears rhythmically.

After practicing the "magic power" of moving ears for so long, I summed up a method: while lifting my eyebrows hard, I put my strength on my ears. Practice this way, but it won't be long before you have the "magic power" of moving your ears like me!

My specialty is about 450 words. My major is shooting mosquitoes. Yes, my name is Tanya, the mosquito killer.

Rule number one: mosquitoes will die.

Mom said loudly, "You are at home, I'll go out and buy a bottle of insecticide. There are too many mosquitoes at home. " "Don't spend that money, look at me." I first took a fly swatter in my left hand and a little pesticide in my right hand and put it in a small transparent bottle. I sprayed insecticide under the bed, ceiling and other places where mosquitoes appeared, and closed the door and waited for an hour. When entering the room, mosquitoes are half dead, because there are too few pesticides, so the fly swatter in hand comes in handy. "Shoot, I shoot, I shoot again,"

Item 2: take a shot at will.

"Ha ha ha ....." I was watching a comedy, but I didn't know there was an uninvited guest on TV-mosquito. "Hum! Hum! I don't want to kill you! You forced me! " "Pa, pa ..." With a few rumblings, all the mosquitoes were cleaned up by me, but this one was listed as forbidden by me. This started three days ago. In the evening, I watch TV with my parents. While I was enjoying it, I patted the mosquitoes on the sofa. My mother flew into a rage and couldn't stand it anymore, because it was sofa cover, and it was just put on today! My mother scolded me, so I listed it as forbidden.

Look! Am I good at photographing mosquitoes? Actually, I still have a lot of good plays. Do you want to know?

My specialty is about 450 words. Everyone has his own specialty, and my specialty is-spelling a Rubik's cube.

In the summer vacation of the fourth grade, the math teacher asked us to teach ourselves the Rubik's Cube in this long summer vacation. At first, I was in high spirits. As soon as I had a holiday, I took my father's mobile phone and began to learn Rubik's Cube. In about three nights, I learned the whole process of spelling a Rubik's cube, but the speed was still not fast, so I began to practice the speed. However, after a week, I felt bored and my hands were sore every day. However, when I told my father my idea, he said, "How can you give up halfway?" Can't even catch this? At first, you were in a low mood. "I felt as if he was laughing at me, so I immediately ran back to my room to continue practicing the speed of the Rubik's cube.

During the summer vacation, I practiced hard every day and finally improved the speed of spelling the Rubik's Cube to less than one minute and twenty seconds. What a great achievement for me!

Once, I saw a classmate younger than me. He has been showing off his riding skills in front of me and looking at the children around him with that kind of contemptuous eyes. I'm impatient. I can't stand it any longer. Later, I also took out my specialty-spelling a Rubik's cube, and asked my little aunt to help me time. She seems to understand me. She used it when I finished spelling it. Hearing this, the classmate immediately rode his bike into a building. I looked at him with the contemptuous eyes he had just looked at me until he walked into the stair-door. I am extremely happy, because I hate people who only show off their skills in front of others. I conquered others with my own specialty.

My specialty is Rubik's Cube. Is this a good major?

My specialty is about 450 words. We all have our own hobbies and specialties, and I want to do something. My specialty is playing table tennis.

I have an impulse to learn table tennis since I saw the students at school active on the table tennis table. My mother is my best coach. At first, I didn't even know how to hold the racket, but under the guidance of my mother, I learned how to hold the racket. Then, my mother taught me how to serve. Practice again and again, I don't know how many times I learned to serve because of the mistakes of slanting, slanting and inaccurate aiming. It's easy to learn to serve and catch. I often can't catch the ball. My mother taught me a good method. You should keep your eyes on the ball when others serve. When the ball flies, you should estimate its approximate position and then beat it back. But you must pay attention to the fact that you must hit the opponent when you catch the ball, otherwise you will not win even if you catch the ball.

Not long after I learned that the school sports group was going to hold a table tennis competition, I signed up myself, but I couldn't help signing up. Mom said how long have you studied? Can you do it? I'm actually a little timid. However, on the day of the game, I got up the courage to play. In the first game, my opponent was a very powerful girl. She had excellent reaction speed and served well, but I still didn't flinch and beat her with skillful skills. At that time, I was like a flexible elf. The PE teacher praised me again and again. Even I can't believe I won the second game and the third game. When I learned that I was the first, I jumped up and down on the playground like a wild horse.

Through this competition, I know the significance of one minute on stage and ten years off stage, and I also have a good show.

My specialty is about 450 words, CET-6 cooking 9. My specialty is Bao jiaozi.

The New Year's Eve dinner is coming, and every household has prepared a good table, and our family is no exception. But the most interesting thing is of course jiaozi. Grandma prepared leek pork stuffing early in the morning, and then took out a lot of dumpling wrappers to prepare jiaozi.

I'm sure I'll get what I need, and jiaozi will officially start, but I'm fine, so I'll just learn from my grandmother to take care of jiaozi. Grandma first took out a dumpling skin, scooped up a spoonful of meat stuffing with a spoon, then folded the dumpling skin in half, and finally dipped the first and last corner of the dumpling skin in water, just like magic, making a jiaozi. I can't wait to join them. I learned from my grandmother's appearance, picked a spoonful of stuffing and put it evenly in the middle of the dumpling skin, then pinched it with both hands, which felt terrible. It turned out that the jiaozi on the left hand side leaked oil. I squeezed the left side tightly, but I didn't expect the right side to leak oil, so I was very angry. I simply squeezed my right and left hands together, but my stomach burst, so I had to take out another jiaozi bag and turn it into a big ball, laughing and crying.

After learning the lesson just now, I picked a little less, pinched it again, turned it around again, and connected the corners of the dumpling skin end to end, and finally made a jiaozi. But I was laughed at by everyone. Grandma smiled and said, "If jiaozi in other hotels were like you, the guests would have disappeared long ago and they were all closed. You still have to practice more! "

Of course, I don't want to fall behind. If I want to surpass grandma and others, I'm determined to include 20 jiaozi. So, I tried my best to wrap jiaozi's bag, and finally it was the same as grandma's.

Jiaozi, who is eating his own bag, is inexplicably happy!

My specialty is about 450 words. Everyone has his specialties, such as drawing, playing badminton, picking watermelons, whistling, and so on, but these are not my specialties. My specialty is cooking.

Every time my mother cooks, I always take a look. If my mother is free, I will ask her to teach me how to cook.

Once, I asked my mother to teach me to cook, and my mother was in command like a commander. I turned on the gas first, and a blue flame suddenly appeared on the stove. I quickly poured the oil in, only to hear a "scratching" sound, the pot sounded like a blasting stone, and a lot of smoke came at me. Mom quickly shouted at me: "Turn on the range hood quickly." I put the dishes prepared by my mother into the pot in turn. As soon as the dish is put in, the oil in the pot will jump around and jump on you if you are not careful.

"Quick, stir fry, or the food will burn." My mother quickly instructed me. I stir-fry with a spatula, adding salt, chicken essence and soy sauce for a while, and the fragrance slowly floated out. After my efforts, a plate of fragrant fried potatoes is ready, although it looks a little dark. "Well, it's not bad, but it's a little different." Mom said with a smile. Later, after many trainings, I finally learned to cook and gained a lot of life knowledge.

If my mother is not at home and I am hungry, I can cook for myself. Tell me, is my specialty useful?

My specialty is about 450 words. Speaking of running, I'm a famous runner in my school, and I constantly show myself at the sports meeting.

At the 400-meter sports meeting, I only heard a whistle. I was like an arrow leaving the string, rushing forward desperately without giving my opponent a chance to breathe. When others want to "overtake", I will start at full speed and distance myself from them. After the first lap, their legs began to disobey the command, swinging from side to side and their bodies were crooked. This is my great opportunity. I concentrated all my strength on my legs and strode forward. Hehe, they can't catch up with me any more, but I didn't let my guard down and keep my distance from them to prevent them from catching up with me.

When I finally sprinted to 100 meters, I looked at the finish line. The white line seemed to mock me for being too slow, which inspired my fighting spirit, and I had to take out my money. I gritted my teeth, clenched my fists and sucked milk with all my strength. Every step I take, the stadium seems to be shaken by me. In the last 5 meters, I opened my arms and rushed to the finish line with a smile. Oh, yes, I won the first place At this moment, I feel as if the flowers are smiling at me, and the grass is warmly congratulating me on winning the first prize.

Many things happen. All this depends on my usual efforts. Every night after school, I will go to the playground for three or four laps, and then go to physical education class to ask the PE teacher how to keep a speed in the competition and learn from my classmates in my spare time. That's what made me what I am today.

If it weren't for my efforts, I wouldn't be a runner, would I?

My specialty is about 450 words, CET-6 cooking 12. Others have their own specialties, singing, dancing, playing ball, 360 lines, each doing its own thing. I also have my own special omelet.

When I was a child, I often watched my grandmother make an omelet in the kitchen. I'm better at making omelets than my grandmother now, so my family will make omelets for breakfast tomorrow.

Every day before I make breakfast, I make an omelet for the whole family.

Beat the eggs four times at a time in a bowl, then wash the leek, chop it up and put it in a bowl and mix it with the eggs. When you are ready, start making an omelet. Fire first, then pour the right oil into the pot. After the fire, dip the egg liquid on both sides of the bread. Fry in the pan, and keep the bread, don't stick to the pan, and then divide the cake into four parts with a knife, each with a glass of milk.

Every time after eating, everyone will praise my omelet for being particularly delicious. Whenever I go home, my lovely little cousin always runs to me with her feet short, tugging at my clothes and saying that my sister still wants to eat egg rolls. Please do it for me again. I can't help laughing when I see him like this, and then make him another one.

Later, the school held a chef and expert competition. I signed up without hesitation. There are all kinds of shovels and spoons in the school kitchen. I chose a small spatula and a flat-bottomed pan. In the process of selecting ingredients, all the teachers gave questions. If they get the right answer, they can choose the same answer. The competition for ingredients was fierce, but I got eggs, cakes and oil as I wanted.

I shot first and got to the pot. Because I was a little nervous, I exposed all the oil, and the movements abroad were not as skilled as usual, but I didn't expect my fried egg to win the gold medal.

This is my specialty. Take the omelet.

My specialty is about 450 words. I learned to be a jiaozi last New Year's Eve.

On that day, every family and group got together. I was looking at the colorful fireworks outside the window. When I looked back, I saw grandma preparing to wrap jiaozi. She shoveled the meat stuffing in one hand and took the dumpling skin in the other, putting the stuffing in the middle of the skin. I saw grandma's hands folded, and a chubby jiaozi appeared in her hands like magic. I couldn't help shouting, "Grandma, I want to learn from you in jiaozi." Grandma helped me put on my apron. I followed grandma's example and put the meat in the middle of the skin. When my hands are closed and I try hard, I feel my hands are soft. I opened my hands and looked at them. Poor creature was disfigured by me. "What should I do? What should I do? " I screamed with anxiety. Grandma smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll teach you." Grandma said while wrapping the edge: "You should pinch the edge of jiaozi first, and you can't use too much force." Although I have mastered the essentials, I think jiaozi wrapped by grandma is as fat as a general with a big belly, but some of my bags are big, some are small, some are small, and some are simply dough. Grandma looked at my jiaozi and couldn't help laughing. Although I was not convinced, I could only ask my grandmother step by step, and finally I ate some decent jiaozi. Finally, it's time for dinner. I can't wait to taste my craft, only to find that all the wrapped jiaozi are "gone". I searched in my bowl for a long time, and it all went to my dad's bowl. Hey, who told them to meet the "big stomach king" father? It seems that they can't escape from him. Dad ate a jiaozi that I wrapped, and suddenly cried, "Son! How come your jiaozi has no stuffing! " It seems that my father ate the dough, and everyone laughed again when they saw my father's "painful" expression.

Bao jiaozi is very interesting. This seems simple, but it is difficult to do. Now I finally realize it.

My specialty is about 450 words, CET-6 cooking 14. My major is a happy thing-counting money, everyone must be familiar with it, but do you know? Counting money is also a technical activity, paying attention to technology, but why are you happy? Because there is a lot of money! Hee hee!

I still remember many interesting things happened when I counted money for the first time. It happens to be the Spring Festival, and it is also a good day to collect lucky money. After lunch, I received many red envelopes. I took them all out and counted them happily. My grandmother stood by and helped me count one by one. I slowly counted how many lucky money I received, but my grandmother had already counted it. In order to make me faster, I also learned to count like my grandmother! But in a short time, all the money slipped away from me. It turned out that I was too fast, but I finally learned.

Today, it's my turn to show my talents again. My brother and I went to grandma's house to help her count the money. Looking at my brother, I am full of confidence. We also blocked it. Whoever wins quickly or slowly will give the other party ten dollars. The first game has begun. I skillfully put a pile of money in my hand, dipped in a little saliva, and quickly counted up "one hundred, two hundred, three hundred ..."

I was chanting when my brother suddenly shouted, I won. A 800 yuan. I'm surprised. Why is it so wide? I gave my brother ten dollars and said, "Who's afraid of who?" Let's play another game. The game has started. I counted at once, and I didn't dare to delay at all. I quickly rubbed my money and looked up at my brother. I won, and he threw me the money. "Hey hey, I have ten more dollars. Oh, no, this is not the one I just had. It's another day of neither loss nor profit.

My specialty is about 450 words, cooking, playing Rubik's Cube, cycling stunts, dancing and so on in Grade 6 15. If you want to ask me what I can do, I will say, "I can pinch clay figurines."

Pinch clay figurines, at first glance, must be very simple, as long as you pinch them with mud and knead them into human shapes. However, when kneading clay figurines, the movements should be gentle and gentle. With a little effort, you will lose a hand and a broken leg, and all your efforts will be in vain. I couldn't pinch it well at first. It is always something unseemly, but time and time again, I practice it slowly. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect!

"Cheng, let's play! Just like squeezing a clay figurine. " Cousin said confidently. Of course I agree. Clay figurine, I won't lose.

We came to a clearing in the backyard and found a light and thick mud pit. Let's sit cross-legged and pinch at once. I grabbed a handful of mud, rubbed it in my hand, removed impurities from the mud, kneaded the mud into a ball and began to knead it. Make a rough shape first, then connect the shape of the stick diagram, and then gradually improve it to make everything look a little bit like it. Slowly, the nose, eyes, ears, hands and legs are all made. I looked at my brother again. My brother is still rubbing mud. Although his clay figurine has taken shape, his hands and feet are almost cracked and will be broken soon. It seems that my victory has been decided, so I carefully squeezed out my fingers and toes bit by bit, and then dried the clay figurine in the sun. Of course, it can also be dried by fire. A few hours later, the clay figurine was made and painted, just like a real person. My brother saw it, praised it and persuaded him.

You can do everything well as long as you have the heart. This is the secret of clay figurine. I think we can do more than just squeeze clay figurines, can't we?