Leg-sweeping joke

1. Describe your first experience in detail.

2. The reason that makes me unforgettable.

3. What have I benefited from it?

Text: Life is a book, and the little things in life can be combined into a book. The little things in life, like stories, make up this book of life. Everyone has many firsts, and the first experience will always make us more mature; The first experience always inspires us a lot; The first experience is like a bright light, guiding us forward. The "first time" in life is indeed a trace that can never be washed away.

In this life book, the most wonderful thing is my "first fried poached egg" experience!

I remember it was a Sunday night, my mother was cooking in the kitchen, and I was watching. My mother suddenly said to me, "Wei Wei, you are too old to cook." How about I teach you how to fry poached eggs today? " I listened to the music, "great! Great! "

My mother picked up a bowl and an egg and said to me, "First, put this egg on the edge of the bowl and knock it hard, so that the eggshell will break in half and put the yolk and egg white together in the bowl." "Nothing."

I took the egg from my mother's hand and banged it on the edge of the bowl as my mother said. "Pa-"The eggshell split in two. I tried to break the eggshell in half to let the yolk and egg whites come out, but no matter how hard I tried, the egg was still "motionless" and could not be broken off, as if it were stuck by strong glue.

Mother saw that I was in trouble and came to help. With the help of my mother, I finally separated the eggshell, and the yolk and egg white slipped into the bowl along the edge. "Yeah-the first level was successful!" I couldn't help shouting.

My mother began to teach me the next step: sprinkle a little even salt in different places, then pour a few drops of yellow wine, and finally sprinkle a little monosodium glutamate, and it is ready. This step is not difficult. I finished the second step at once as my mother said. The second level has also passed! Next is the most crucial step, frying eggs in oil. My mother asked me to put the right amount of oil in the pot first, heat it up, and then pour the eggs just prepared.

So, I poured the oil first according to my mother's instructions. I'm afraid there's too much oil. I asked my mother to check it for me first, and then I heated it. After a while, smoke came out of the pot, and the mother next to it urged, "You can put the eggs."

I immediately poured the eggs into the oil, only to hear the sound of "scratching" from the pot. When I looked intently, the eggs were boiling in the heated oil pan, and the protein was bubbling with white bubbles, just like white waves on the beach, still dancing! At this time, my mother next to me reminded me, saying, "Be sure to turn it over in time, or it will burn." After a while, a poached egg was fried.

I happily put the poached eggs on the plate and put them on the table. I am happy to say to my father, "Dad, come and try my fried poached eggs!" " "Dad tasted my fried poached eggs and boasted," It's delicious, it's delicious! Better than your mother's fried! "After listening to my father's words, my heart was filled with joy.

In this fried egg, I learned that "as long as you are willing to try, as long as you are willing to persist, you will succeed!" "