Edible corn composition

Eating corn composition 1 This morning, it was sunny, and my mother and I were walking in the yard downstairs in the community.

Just then, an old bicycle rode into the yard, riding an old woman we knew. When she saw us, she immediately got off the bus and greeted us. She took out four big corn from the basket in front of the car and gave it to us. My mother and I repeatedly said, "Thank you, thank you!" "You're welcome. I don't mind a little thing." Grandma got on the bus and left.

Each of us is going to take two pieces of corn home. Walking, we see a trash can. Mother said, "Let's go there to peel corn first." "ok." After that, my mother and I carefully peeled the corn together. After a while, fresh corn showed its little head in Huang Cancan. My mother asked me, "Do you want to eat corn at noon?" "yes." I responded. "That mother cooks corn for you at noon."

At noon, my mother put four big corn into the pot and added water, and then said, "Just cook for ten minutes." "Oh, good mother." After a while, the smell of corn wafted from the kitchen, "Di, Di, Di ..." The gas stove gave a prompt, and my mother said, "The corn is ripe." My mother opened the lid carefully and asked me, "Do you eat yellow or flowers?" "yellow!" I'll say it right away. "I want to eat flowers." Mom said. Mother took out two pieces of corn, one yellow corn for me and one flower for herself. My mother and I have dinner together ...

Today's corn is really delicious, sweet and fragrant, thanks to grandma who gave us corn.

Today, I saw several other people's minor problems in the Chinese book. One of them I was most interested in was that a farmer planted a piece of corn. The corn was almost ripe, but it was eaten by wild boar. The farmer wanted to fight, but he dared not. He wanted to catch but dared not, so he had to complain.

After reading this story, I suddenly thought of three solutions.

First, put some food near the wild boar's residence. In this way, the wild boar will not eat corn when it is full; Secondly, the wildness of wild boar and its own sense of smell will be affected and changed.

Second, put a fence around a large cornfield and plant a small piece of corn. Then, let the wild boar eat the small piece of corn first. When the corn is about to mature, the whole family of farmers go out to harvest the corn quickly, day and night. So the loss of corn will not be so great. It should be economical!

Third, people directly quit (move) and return all the places that originally belonged to animals (though it is troublesome, it may not be)!

On this issue, my mother also expressed her opinion: send the wild boar to the wild zoo and feed it by the keeper.

I really don't like this method my mother said. Although wild boar will live better in this way, I still hope they can have their own day!

People say corn is delicious, but I think it is sweet, tender and delicious. I suddenly wanted to eat corn today, so I asked my mother to go to the vegetable market and buy a bag of corn. My mother cooked corn and gave it to me.

I looked at these big and tender corn, and I wanted to eat it in one bite, but I was a little reluctant to eat it. It's gone after eating. Finally, I gulped it down. I wolfed it down, watching the appearance of corn while eating, thinking about the appearance of corn; The benefits of corn growing big and plentiful; Rich in lecithin, it has a good effect on blood cleaning and promoting circulation. The more I eat, the more I eat When I ate the third corn, I just ate it with relish. I accidentally saw a big, disgusting bug crawling out of it. I was scared to death. As no bugs were found here, I just sucked corn juice in it. I threw up. It's terrible. I gave it a thorough brush in the bathroom. I slipped up, but I still don't feel at ease. Why are there bugs in this corner? I asked my mother. It turned out that there were too many bugs because there was no potion. I regret not eating much. My mother was right when she said I was a greedy cat. Alas, it is really difficult to eat a corn.

Now I'm afraid of eating corn, so I'm very careful. Take a bite and have a look. If there are bugs, don't eat them. Be sure to buy corn with potions next time, so there will be no bugs. I always told my mother that it is really difficult to eat a corn, alas.

One day in the summer vacation, grandma bought my favorite corn and asked me to help her cook it. I held corn in my hand and thought, "How did the name corn come from?" I guess it's because corn grains are as small and exquisite as jade, crystal clear. Shanghainese also compare the corn inside to pearls, because Shanghai likes to call it "pearl rice".

When peeling corn, it was found that the skin near the top of the corn was dark green, and the color became lighter as it went down, becoming half green and half yellow. There are straight lines on the surface of corn husk and a little fine hair! Peel off the skin layer by layer, and you will find that the deeper the skin is, the lighter the color is, and the bottom becomes half green and half white. When I peel off all the skins, I will find a golden beard hanging on the top of the corn cob, just like grandpa's beard. The shape of corn husk is like a boat, and it is also like a "protective coat" worn by mother earth for small corn to prevent "little baby" from falling to the ground and being injured. Listen to my grandmother say, "Press corn kernels with your nails. If there is sticky juice, it means delicious corn. "

Grandma and I peeled corn together and started cooking. When it is ripe, it will turn golden yellow, like a golden jade. Mature corn will have a fragrance. Bite it down, it's tender, sweet and delicious.

Many people like corn as much as I do. Do you like it?

Today, I introduce a little mouse to you. Its name is Minnie. Mini has shiny fur and a pair of big ears, and no matter what happens, it can't escape its ears; A pair of small eyes can see everything clearly; A cherry mouth is wide open, as if to swallow all the delicious things in one gulp; A slender tail, though small, can help Minnie keep her balance.

It's sunny today. Minnie came out for a walk and unconsciously arrived at the cornfield. Looking at the golden corn, Minnie drooled. Mini licked her mouth. When the owner was not looking, she sneaked into the cornfield, picked the biggest corn and fled home quickly.

At home, Minnie lay leisurely on the big corn and enjoyed herself. Wow! Big corn is really like a reclining chair that can eat and sleep! It spread its legs, peeled corn seeds one by one with its right hand, raised its left hand, threw corn seeds one by one, opened its mouth and stretched its neck. The corn seems to have eyes, and every grain falls into its mouth. Wow! It's delicious! Minnie swallowed the corn in one gulp, made a "click-click" sound and ate it with relish. I ate all the corn in the blink of an eye. Mini patted her chubby belly, burped and fell asleep unconsciously. She also said in her dream: "Today is really pleasing to the eye. I really hope this is the case every day. "

I know that some farmers who grow corn have some troubles, that is, planting corn on a large scale. However, every year when the corn is ripe, it is eaten by wild boar before harvesting. In the past, wild boar came, and the way to deal with wild boar was to kill it with a gun. Some farmers were looking forward to wild boar to eat vegetables. This is because wild boar can be cooked and eaten, wild boar hair can be made into brushes, and wild boar skin can also be sold (after extra income); But now with the wildlife protection law, you can't shoot wild boar; If farmers don't shoot wild boar, wild boar will destroy crops. To this end, many farmers are miserable and have no choice.

Although there is a wildlife protection law now, we must not let wild animals spoil crops, otherwise wild animals will eat crops for nothing, farmers will not shoot, and crops will be eaten by wild boars. Some farmers' township governments complained and told the government to find a way, but running back and forth was not the way. Others, with the approval of the government, shoot some wild animals in the legs or scare them with empty guns. I recommend a method, that is, to make a fence with strong iron wire (higher so that the wild boar will not climb over the fence). So wild animals don't eat food.

Eat Corn Composition 7 Before eating at noon today, grandma gave me a corn to eat. I was about to eat corn when my father came over and saw me eating corn. Dad likes corn very much. When he saw me eating, he told grandma that he also wanted corn. Grandma said to him, "There is only one corn left. If you want to eat, I'll buy it for you tomorrow. " Not today! Dad said, "no, I want to eat corn today, too." You are partial and won't let me eat. "Dad said he would take my corn to eat. I quickly hid behind my grandmother and asked her to protect me. At the same time, I said to my father, "since you like corn so much, why don't you buy more corn in the morning and let her cook it together?" "Dad said," Tomorrow, I must buy corn, but not today. Even if I can buy it, it will be too late. "Now I have to share the corn with you."

Say that finish, dad chased after grandma and took the corn from my hand. No way, grandma smiled and shook her head. I have to say, "Dad, don't rob me. I'll give you half. " Dad, I will never rob corn again.

I divided the corn into two parts, the upper part was small and the lower part was big. So I said, "Dad, it's tender and delicious. I'll give you the corn above! " Dad took the corn from my hand and ate it. I also ate corn with peace of mind.

Dad took a bite and said, "Well, this corn is not delicious. I don't want to eat it. I will give it back to you! " "I said," thank you. If I had known this, I wouldn't have to take it from me! " Dad smiled and gave me corn and said, "How interesting it is to eat like this!" " "Oh, my father and I fought for food on purpose!" Grandma smiled again. I took the corn and continued to eat it with relish.

A farmer planted a large area of corn. The corn was almost ripe, but it was eaten by wild boar. Wild boar used to shoot at it, but now it's okay. With the wildlife protection law, you can't beat it. If you don't fight, it will arch corn. To this end, farmers complained.

Wild boar is not only a gregarious animal, but also an animal with high IQ. In the past, the villagers used fire to drive away wild boar, and the wild boar soon came back. The local villagers scared away the wild boar with guns, but after the introduction of the Wildlife Protection Law; The wild boar came back after a long time, and humans used scarecrows again, but the straw talents didn't stand in the fields for two months, and the wild boar came back to compete with the villagers for food.

The number of wild boar is increasing. According to the census, there will be an increase of 7430 people on the earth within one year. Since the 1970s, there have been no natural enemies of wild boar such as leopards. A few years ago, wild boar swaggered down the mountain, arched crops, ate crops, chewed corn and walked on the road. Fortunately, the wildlife protection law also has such relevant provisions: if wild animals are flooded, they can report to the relevant departments and kill or slaughter them appropriately after approval.

It is not impossible to control wild boar to eat corn and arch crops. Proper killing is of great benefit to the natural biological chain and crops.

It's a little cold and humid today. The cool wind is blowing me, and my mood is very happy.

My mother and I came to the vegetable garden in front of the factory. There are many vegetarian dishes, including green and long cowpeas, green and fat pumpkins, and cucumbers full of thorns. ...

Today's protagonist is corn. Its fruit grains are yellow, purple and white, and even yellow, purple and white are mixed together. At first I asked my mother, "What about corn? I can't see. " Mother said, "here, there, and there." Oh, the skin of corn is green. No wonder I can't find it. I get off at one o'clock. Stripped off, I saw a soaring braid on the head of the corn, and the epidermis was wrapped layer by layer. You cann't peel it off without hard work The fruit inside feels really tender and smooth. The more you watch it, the more you like it!

Mom picked a lot of corn, seven or eight, which was very heavy. I continued to look at the corn, and my mother said to me, "peel off the skin and pinch the corn." Soft is tender, hard is old. " Hey! Picking a corn is so learned.

Mom seemed to read my mind, knew I wanted to eat corn, and then went to the kitchen to cook corn. Cooked, fragrant corn is in front of me, smelling an idyllic fragrance flowing into my eyes. It sounds like a drop of rain from nature that moistens it and makes my heart and spleen sticky. The feeling of touching my hand and not letting me go is lingering in my heart.

Corn is coarse grain with high fiber, which can promote intestinal digestion. Let's feel the pastoral style together!

Today, my uncle sent a bag of tender corn. At noon, grandma peeled off the sapphire rice skin, picked the red ear of corn, and put it in a pot with water. About half an hour later, grandma said the corn was ripe.

Cooked corn is fragrant and sweet, especially delicious, and it also has the unique' attractive fragrance' of corn. I picked a small, soft and tender corn with a stream of water and gulped it down. I ate in circles for a while, in rows for a while, and ate the whole corn in a short time.

I like to eat corn, especially tender corn.

Beautiful lotus flower

Today, the weather is very sultry. My father and I went to the West Lake to see lotus flowers. When we got there, we were already sweating. We first saw the green lotus leaf on the river, and the small fish played games happily under it. Dragonflies danced up and down between the lotus leaves, and I also saw pink lotus flowers, some with small buds and some with lotus leaves.

Eating corn composition 1 1 We were busy in the field all morning, and my mother and I removed all the weeds. Just about to leave, my mother said, "Look there!" " "I followed my mother's finger and saw the corn at home at a glance. There is something special about my vegetable garden. In the middle of strawberry fields, every border is dotted with several corn plants, like a graceful girl. I asked strangely, "Mom, what are you looking at corn for?" "The corn is almost ripe." A smile appeared on mother's face.

When I heard that the corn was ripe, I jumped three feet for joy: "Really? The corn is ripe! Great! " Mom smiled and repeated over and over again: "Really, the corn is ripe, which is the result of our labor." After that, my mother took my hand and took me to the highest corner. Mother reached for the corn fruit, only to hear a "crunch", and mother broke off the corn. My mother is very skillful, and it didn't take long to break eight corns.

When I got home, my mother cooked all the corn and cooked lunch for us. As soon as my mother put the pot of corn on the table, my sister and I swarmed into it. Holding delicious corn, I only smell the sweet and rich fragrance of corn, and the fragrance can't stop drilling into my nostrils. I looked at the corn in my hand and couldn't bear to eat it. However, it suddenly occurred to me that food should not be wasted. So, I was cruel and ate most of the corn in one breath.

The corn smells delicious. I finished eating soon. After eating corn, I smacked my lips, with endless aftertaste. Suddenly my sister next to me gave me a push, and I realized that my mouth was watering! I quickly wiped it with a towel. My mother saw that I had a good time and said, "Cher, are you greedy?" Hey. "The words sound just fell and my mother reached out and handed me a corn. I wolfed it down. "This corn is delicious. "I said excitedly.

Mom said, this is the result of my labor. "The fruits of labor can't be wasted!" I made up an excuse, grabbed the remaining half of the corn and wheezed it. ...

Eat Corn Composition 12 A farmer planted a large piece of corn. The corn was almost ripe, but it was eaten by wild boar. In the past, wild boar could be killed when it came, but now with the wildlife protection law, it can't be killed. If you don't hit him, you will ruin the crops. To this end, farmers complained. I don't think we can catch wild boar.

In fact, I think it is very simple to solve this problem, as long as we protect crops, such as setting up guardrails to prevent wild animals from doing bad things. Or, transport wild animals harmful to crops such as wild boar to other places that are also suitable for their survival.

If people kill wild boar as food on a large scale, human beings will pay a heavy price for destroying the earth's ecosystem.

But if we only protect wild animals, not crops, or just give some compensation, aren't farmers "sitting on empty seats"?

Therefore, the protection, compensation and control scheme should be adopted for wild animals eating crops.

Today, my mother bought a bag of corn cob. Hearing the words "corn on the cob", I clapped my hands and said, "Corn is my favorite. Bring it to me quickly. " "How to eat it raw?" Mom said. "Burn it," I said. Grandpa was obedient and burned. After a while, I smelled the smell of corn and couldn't sit still any longer. I ran to the kitchen and asked grandpa to bring it for me. "Don't worry, it's not ready yet, wait a little longer," grandpa said. But I still fidgeted and finally waited for the word "OK". I quickly ran to get one, so spicy! It burned my hand red, and I had to throw it on the table again. Looking at the yellow, dense and plump corn cob, I couldn't help taking a bite. It is fragrant and sweet, like wax. It's delicious. I wolfed it down, and in a short time, I ate one, leaving an army-corn on the cob. Do you say I like corn?

Today, I eat corn with my parents. Corn is sweet and fragrant, and it comes from Huang Chengcheng. Outside the corn are layers of corn leaves, just like our clothes. There are many beards on the top of the corn. As soon as the corn leaves are peeled off, there are many golden corn kernels in them, which are arranged very neatly. I like eating corn very much.

Eating corn composition 14 The most memorable thing in childhood is "taste". Speaking of the taste of childhood, the spirit of memory comes to mind and awakens a happy memory that sleeps in the deepest part of my heart. My parents will take me around when they are free. For me, the happiest thing is to "eat". As for where to go, I don't have any requirements!

I first ate roasted corn when I was five or six years old. I only remember that it was an alley full of laughter. My tender little hand was gently held in the palm of my hand by my parents and walked leisurely forward. At this time, a strong sweet smell came to the nose, as if it were visible and tangible. There seems to be a cornfield with aura in front of us, which lures us to walk past unconsciously.

At the thought of eating, dad immediately cheered up and said, "Go roast corn!" " "Then I almost dragged my mother and me forward. A few minutes later, a stall appeared on the roadside, which was too small for a person to stand in, and only one corn was baked on it. I pulled my mother's skirt, and before I could speak, my mother nodded to my father. It means telling my father. I ran to hold my father's big hand and said, "Dad, should we make that corn have more friends?" Dad laughed heartily. Take out money and let the boss bake three corns.

Creaking, it seems that the corn is already on the grill. It's a pity that I'm short and can't feast my eyes. I pretended to cry and begged my father. I knew it would work. Sure enough, my father kindly held me in his arms, and now I can have a panoramic view of the grill with a twist of my head.

I am especially happy to see the corn creaking and steaming on the grill. I was looking at the delicious food in front of me with relish when suddenly a drop of boiling liquid splashed on my hand. I screamed with fear and looked at my hands in fear. Fortunately, it's nothing serious It turns out that delicious food is not so easy to get. At this time, a cut corn cob was handed to me, and I subconsciously took it. Suddenly, the smell of corn made me forget the shock just now. I can't help showing my drooling expression. "Your children are so cute." The boss's warm words made me very happy and said, "Thank you, uncle, I'll eat." There was another burst of laughter. Then I took a bite of yellow corn. After tasting the first delicious food, this greedy bug was completely hooked out. At that time, I swept away the full corn and instantly turned it into a bare corncob. "scratch!" Mom took a picture of me eating awkwardly, with a bad smile!

Ha ha! Laughing and laughing, I was pulled back to reality. There are too many wonderful memories in my childhood, and these memories have gradually become the most precious things on my growth path!

Eating corn composition 15 corn flour is a unique way to eat in my hometown.

Make corn flour into a sticky paste, drain it evenly in cold water with a colander, and it becomes a golden yellow, swimming fish. It looks beautiful. Go to the pickle jar and put a cold sour soup, order chopped green onion, a few drops of sesame oil and eat something spicy, and it will be done. A bowl of corn flour soaked in sour soup is a cool and eye-catching food.

Today, some students met a lesbian scientist eating powder. The female classmate has some physical problems, so let her husband do it early and wait for these greedy cats to come to the door.

Laughing and laughing all the way, we arrived in a blink of an eye. I shouted before I got to the door. I was afraid I didn't know someone was coming. The husband of the female classmate is waiting for us at the door. A tall rural man, all smiles, watched us go straight to the kitchen and said helplessly: Everything is ready, go and eat by yourself!

Yellow powder, transparent sour soup, green chopped green onion, have appetite. We shouted: I eat two bowls, and I also eat three bowls. You're welcome. No hypocrisy. Just eat. You can eat two bowls in three to five minutes without setting the table or stools. Cool and comfortable. Beautiful! !

Then we chatted casually and teased each other. Female students sat by, quietly listening to everyone's jokes. The friendship of classmates 30 years ago filled this warm hut. As always, the sunshine is warm and the friendship between classmates is warm.

I've been away for a long time, and I'm really tired of talking about the scene every day and being hypocritical and polite with people. What a good country, what a good classmate, what a good classmate husband. A phone call, you are not afraid of trouble, give up your career, cook for a group of greedy cats, and wait for you to eat. Simple, kind and not hypocritical, this is my hometown in memory.

Eating powder is beautiful, and even better is classmates' friendship. I haven't seen you for 30 years, and it doesn't affect my classmates' feelings. In fact, 30 years ago, everyone was a little boy. When I was a little girl, maybe I didn't talk to Ben and even had a fight. Thirty years later, you and I are classmates. No complaints, no ceremony, you are here, I am your home! This is my classmate!

Eating corn composition 16 I like to eat steamed corn buns, especially those steamed with the original new grain crops, which are golden in color. Want Want ice cream, which is rich in wheat fragrance and more expensive than these, makes people feel close and confident. Today, Grandma Jiang sent two more at the bottom of the building, gently broke off a small piece and put it in her mouth. Mmm, it's delicious!

While eating, I thought of what Xiao Fuxing said. Indeed, I have never seen a rich man who is very rich and very partial to Wowotou. For example, Manchu-Han banquet, rich merchant banquet and so on. Of course, it also makes people with steamed buns and skulls feel ashamed. People in Shanghai call the poor who eat Wowotou eating with Wowotou. Hug and chew, and show the poor the key to eating steamed corn bread. Think about it. Rich people will never chew their buns. Even if you eat cherries, you need to tilt your orchid fingers and pick one gently as if you were afraid of damaging it, which is somewhat elegant.

Although my mother was born in the city, she grew up with Wotou. Mom said she didn't like steamed bread. At that time, it was not like this, and the bean noodles and millet noodles were soft and sweet. At that time, in addition to the stick noodles, it was sorghum noodles, which were dry and astringent. You need tickets for everything. There are so many people in the family that even simple steamed bread can't be eaten at the end of the month. The bean curd residue leucorrhea is steamed with chopped wild vegetables, which is sour and bitter and can't be swallowed. Mother frowned as she spoke, as if she had been caught in the throat by steamed corn with wild vegetables.

My father's hometown is in the seaside of Jiaodong area, where he used to eat cakes. But during the three-year natural disaster, my father also ate a lot of steamed bread. I didn't know Jiaohe women were famous for their diligence and intelligence. In order to make the family feel better about this hard-to-swallow item, grandma thought of many college admissions, such as cutting a piece of steamed corn bread and baking it on the fire, biting it into small chips; For example, put the bean cake in a pot and fry it with the steamed bread cut into small pieces. The small oil star of the bean cake can actually make the steamed bread fragrant; For example, stealing things, mixing Sophora japonica in noodles, and starving children actually chew sweet. Pay will be rewarded, and those who keep their promises will bear fruit. This is also a sentence that my grandfather often talked about in those months when there was no successor.

Listening to mom and dad's narrative, I took a look at the well-made steamed bread in front of me, and felt that its experience was very similar to the mangcai mentioned in Jason's Digging Mangcai. Isn't it? Nowadays, the quality of steamed bread is becoming more and more exquisite, and the materials used are becoming more and more exquisite. Almost everyone eats it as dessert. Isn't Cixi's favorite chestnut steamed buns the dining table of the grand hotel now?

In fact, I think Wowotou is delicious now, mostly because I am trying to grab fresh ones. What if I eat it every day? Maybe I'm tired of it. Wotou is Wotou, even if the packaging is exquisite, it can't be everyone's dinner again. Aren't these small shops selling steamed stuffed buns in old Jinan already replaced by glittering business buildings with golden walls?

After all, this is not the time to eat steamed stuffed buns.