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1. It's urgent to write a composition about making Ciba in my hometown. Every household in my hometown has the custom of making Ciba on the eve of the Spring Festival every year, because Ciba symbolizes harvest, reunion and auspiciousness, and it is also the best gift for guests.

Don't look at the small ones, it's not easy to make them. First, soak rice in water for more than one day; Then the rice is steamed in a wooden barrel, and then the steamed rice is put into a machine to be stirred into mud; Sprinkle dried rice flour on a clean container, knead the stirred mud on the container, divide it into small balls, press it in a printed circular mold, and then pour it out. In this way, a bus is ready. If it doesn't look good, you can also use edible red * * in the middle of Ciba. You must want to eat at this time, right? But you can't eat it yet. You should put it in a cool and dry place to dry. After air drying, it can be soaked in water and kept for several months. Making Ciba is also a good time to get together. Adults are busy, and children are not idle. They are busy helping adults with their things. This scene is really lively beyond description.

Ciba is ready to eat There are many ways to eat Ciba, such as boiling, steaming and frying. What I enjoy most is baking. It is very cold in winter in Hunan. Families often sit by the fire, build an iron shelf on the fire and bake on it. When baking, the fire should not be too big, otherwise it will only scorch the outer skin and the inside is still hard. Bake slowly, turn it over constantly, and don't worry too much before baking. Take a bite of Ciba, which is really soft inside and fragrant outside, and it is full of color, smell and taste, which makes people never tire of eating it.

Please write a composition for me. It will be the end of the year in a blink of an eye. City dwellers who don't pay much attention to form still live a good life of "every day is like Chinese New Year" as always. I walked past the bustling supermarket, and a dazzling array of goods passed by. My nearly numb heart suddenly has only one simple wish left, and I want to eat Ciba made by my uncles and aunts.

I only lived in the country for half a year. For the children in the city, apart from the beautiful scenery and the fun of cattle and sheep, what attracts them most is the inexhaustible handmade food of farmers there. For example, sweet potatoes can be eaten raw.

Steamed or baked, you can also dry the sweet potato and fry it into red potato chips. Because it is a very common crop in rural areas, every family has a cellar to store the harvested sweet potatoes, which can be eaten all year round. But Ciba is different. because

Because it can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year, it has become a rare delicacy.

In the past, the Spring Festival in the countryside was very lively, and the absent children and grandchildren would come back to get together. At this time, every family will steam a bucket of good glutinous rice.

Rice is used to make rice cakes. The work of making Ciba usually starts at night.

When the steamed glutinous rice was carried into the main room, there was a stone kiln that made Ciba, the size of a drum. As crystal clear as snow, glutinous rice was poured into a stone kiln, and the fragrance spread in the house. Uncle swung a special wooden pestle.

-the handle is more than one meter long-began to smash glutinous rice in the kiln. Winter in the mountains is particularly cold, but the atmosphere inside the house is in full swing. With the rhythmic crash, glutinous rice lost its original knot in the ups and downs of the raft.

Structure, gradually merged together to form a big white glutinous rice balls. Its huge viscosity makes uncles have to lift the raft with difficulty. My father and uncle have been teachers in other places for many years, but no.

Participate in the fight against Ciba. Young uncles took off their cotton-padded jackets and put on light clothes, still sweating like rain. I followed my aunts and watched them wrap a long and big board and take over the dumplings made by my aunts.

Divide it neatly into countless small dumplings. Some are wrapped in bean paste, and some are wrapped in nothing. When they flatten out, they become circular gas buses. The newly made rice cake is warm and can be eaten directly. I mixed it in because of suspicion.

My uncles are all sweaty and don't want to be the first to taste. There, uncles are smashing another kiln again. Repeat this several times, and the board will be full of molded buses. When cooled, they will harden.

Can be stored. Every family can get a lot of weight. There are many ways to eat Ciba, which can be baked soft on charcoal fire. Ciba's shell is golden and crisp, but it's soft inside, which tastes different.

Taste; It can also be cut into small pieces and cooked with sweet wine and eggs, which is a good breakfast; If it's not enough, fry it, and the glutinous rice Baba ... is usually eaten until winter after the Spring Festival.

When you tie it. Because it is only played once a year, Ciba is the only food that can make us eat too fast for a month or two.

After going abroad, I am often taken care of by my uncle and aunt every New Year.

Ciba follows people In recent years, grandparents have passed away one after another, uncles and grandmothers are getting old, and younger generations have stepped out of the mountains and rushed to the outside world. I don't know if this has become a vivid scene in Bazin.

I used to face the dishes on the dining table every day, but I couldn't lift any appetite, but I deeply missed my hometown's Ciba. This Spring Festival, if I don't eat anything else, it is my deepest regret that I can't eat my uncle and aunt.

3. Ciba composition "Labar, Ciba" is a folk custom of Tujia people in Enshi.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, the farmhouse was very lively, and several families joined hands to make Ciba. Why do you want several family partnerships? Because it takes many people to cooperate to complete the battle.

You must be worried about making a mistake when several families play with the bus. Don't worry, they have their own way. They steamed their own glutinous rice with their own retort, and made one before making the next one.

On this day, men, women and children in the yard are very happy. Division of labor first: the woman is responsible for steaming rice, the strong man is responsible for mashing the steamed rice, and the old man is responsible for shaping. As for children, it is mainly to help pass things or "make trouble" on the side. After the division of labor is completed, everyone will do their job.

The women steamed the glutinous rice soaked the night before with a big steamer, and then took the steamed glutinous rice to the shack with a ladle or basin and poured it into the shack. Two Hercules each hold a stick and pestle, and you pestle me. After being smashed into mud, both of them completed the follow-up work-typesetting and printing.

It is worth noting that glutinous rice is very sticky and easy to stick to hands or shelves. Be sure to prepare some glutinous rice flour to prevent it from sticking to hands. Seeing that the glutinous rice has been pounded, several old people quickly grabbed some glutinous rice and put it in their hands to prepare for making Ciba.

An old man kneaded rice paste into strips like flour and then divided them into small balls. Several old people quickly grabbed a ball and did it. They put the rice paste on the shelf, rubbed it and patted it, just like magic, and suddenly turned glutinous rice balls into a big round glutinous rice cake.

Then give it to the "beautician" for printing. The box printed with Ciba is called Yin He, and the bottom of Yin He is engraved with various patterns, such as flowers and birds, double happiness, "happiness" and "dragon and phoenix are auspicious", which are both beautiful and auspicious.

As long as you put it in the Yin He and press it for a while, a beautiful pattern will be printed on it. In the first month of the new year, you don't have to bring anything, but Bazin is indispensable. There is a folk saying "New Year's greetings, Bazin comes forward", which means that you can only pay New Year's greetings with Bazin.

The way to eat Ciba is similar to that of rice cake, and it can be fried, roasted or fried. Tujia people especially like to cut Ciba into matchbox size and cook it in sweet wine.

Ciba storage method is also very simple. As long as you soak it in clear water and change the water every few days, it will not go bad for months. If you are really worried that Ciba will go bad if you leave it for too long, cut it into thin slices and dry it, then put it in a food bag, put it in the freezer and fry it later.

When you come to Enshi in the first month and walk into the Tujia kitchen, you will definitely see glistening rice cakes lying in the water tanks of every household, which makes people salivate.

4. Ask for an essay about Ciba (with a story, a production process and a way to eat). Today, grandma said I made Ciba, I said I did, and grandma agreed.

Grandma first soaked the glutinous rice and mung beans in water, and when the glutinous rice was soaked, grandma put the glutinous rice in a big steamer and steamed it with high fire. It's been steaming for a long time, and it needs to be steamed thoroughly. When the glutinous rice is steamed, grandpa will pour all the steamed glutinous rice into a jar prepared in advance and pound it with a big stick.

Grandpa and dad knocked for a while. It takes a lot of effort. I tried, too. It's really interesting! I also ate a bowl of glutinous rice steamed by grandma. Delicious! Delicious! When grandpa and dad pounded glutinous rice, grandma steamed the soaked mung beans and fried them with meat, which was the stuffing of glutinous rice. Grandpa and Dad poured out the mashed dumplings, and we began to make Ciba.

When making Ciba, first pick up the mashed glutinous rice balls, knead them into a circle or a square like wrapping jiaozi, and then add a little stuffing, not too much. After the stuffing is put away, knead the glutinous rice into a cross and then press it into a circle, so that a glutinous rice cake is ready! My grandparents and dad and I have been cooking and cooking, and made a big table of Ciba. How long will it take? It's not difficult to be a ciba.

But where did mom go? It turned out that she was filming us, and I hadn't noticed! I asked my mother, "Mom, do you want to eat my Ciba?" Mom said, "Of course I want to eat. It makes my mouth water! " ! It is not easy to do it so well for the first time. "Grandma to fry bazan.

Fried rice cakes are yellow on the outside, crisp to bite and soft on the inside. The mung bean stuffing inside is really fragrant! Going home for the New Year can be lively, and there are many pleasures that the human body in the city can't enjoy. You see, the Spring Festival is coming, and every household is busy steaming sweet wine, killing pigs and making rice cakes. The joy of the new year is getting stronger and stronger.

Our family of three also rushed back to their hometown for the New Year as usual. Grandma smiled from ear to ear when she saw that more than a dozen children and grandchildren had gone home. Early in the morning, she took out a small machine, a big rectangular board, to prepare for making Ciba.

At first, my father made a pot of steaming glutinous rice, steamed glutinous rice. The rice grains were crystal-clear and full, as bright and delicious as pearls, and the whole room was filled with thick glutinous fragrance. I couldn't help grabbing a handful of glutinous rice and stuffing it into my mouth. Wow, it's soft and delicious, and it smells delicious.

Then, Dad poured the glutinous rice into Barry, the big mouth on the top of the small machine, and began to make Ciba. This year, modern tools were used to make ciba. I remember hitting a big stone mortar with two thick round sticks, and several people took turns to go into battle, waving their arms and smashing the rice in the stone mortar into a big ball.

The sticky Baba in the stone mortar sticks to the stick, making it more and more difficult to lift it. After a game, the men were sweating and panting. I watched curiously as the machine grinds rice cakes.

I saw clouds of glutinous rice crushed by the wheels in a small machine, turned into sticky dumplings, and spit them out from a small bucket next to it. Bo Er grabbed a handful of thin and white rice flour, sprinkled it evenly on the Ciba ball, and then kneaded the last ball into a fist-sized Ciba ball. After a slight turn, his left hand pulled hard and menstruation caught it at once. He rubbed it on his hand first, then took the ciba ball with his finger in the center and his right hand.

Gradually, more and more people joined the ranks, kneading, pinching, pressing, so the soft Ciba ball was created by a pair of skillful hands, and the round and soft Ciba was born. Doing it, everyone talked and laughed, and talked about the household words that had been saved for a year. The laughter drowned out the sound of the small machine ... What I like most is the process of printing the ciba.

When grandpa was printing blanks in the mold engraved with dragons and phoenixes, I put them neatly on the board on the third floor and left with the printing tools. The "edible red" pigment is packed in a small white porcelain cup, accompanied by wine fragrance.

Seal, that is, a stick with a thick thumb and engraved with flowers, is stained with "red food" in the center of Ciba, and immediately becomes beautiful and vivid, like a lotus flower. I like doing this kind of work best. I carefully printed a small red flower in the center of Ciba, and sometimes I did a lot of creative work, kneading Ciba into a small rabbit and drawing eyes, nose and mouth. It's really a rare handmade place.

After half a day, my sleeves, socks and palms were all red and shiny. Everyone looked at me and smiled. When I look in the mirror, my face is white on the left and red on the right, just like a singer.

Soft Ciba yo, deep nostalgia, will remain in my memory forever. At the end of the twelfth lunar month, there is a custom of making Ciba in my hometown.

I went back to my hometown last Spring Festival, and finally I knew how to make Ciba. The night before Ciba, grandpa soaked glutinous rice in the well, and my father and uncle prepared tools for Ciba, including mallets, stone mortars and templates printed by Ciba.

The next day, before dawn, grandma got up and steamed glutinous rice. After breakfast, we began to make Ciba. Uncle filled a washbasin with steamed glutinous rice and put it in a stone mortar. Dad and uncle beat glutinous rice with mallets. Please show me.

After about ten minutes, the glutinous rice was beaten into a paste, and there was no rice at all. Then put the mashed glutinous rice into a bamboo dustpan, and there is a layer of gypsum powder under the dustpan, so that the glutinous rice will not stick to your hands or other things.

Grandpa kneaded the big cake into small pieces, and mother and aunt kneaded the small cake into a circle. Other children and I put Ciba in the template, and some beautiful patterns were engraved on the bottom of the template. Because ciba is hot and easy to deform, the pattern on the template is laid on it.

After cooling, take it out and put it on the board, and the pattern on the template will be fixed on it. There are animals, traditional Chinese characters and landscape paintings, which are very beautiful. Some of us hit, some pinched, some printed, and nine bullets passed at once.

Several times in the middle, I tried to play with the bus like my father, but it was not my turn. At the last round, I couldn't help it any longer and said loudly, "wait a minute, wait a minute!" " I want to fight too! " .

Please write me a composition about New Year's Eve and Bazin. Thank you, please. It will be the end of the year in a blink of an eye.

City dwellers who don't pay much attention to form still live a good life of "every day is like Chinese New Year" as always. I walked past the bustling supermarket, and a dazzling array of goods passed by.

My nearly numb heart suddenly has only one simple wish left, and I want to eat Ciba made by my uncles and aunts. I only lived in the country for half a year.

For the children in the city, apart from the beautiful scenery and the fun of cattle and sheep, what attracts them most is the inexhaustible handmade food of farmers there. Like sweet potato, it can be eaten raw, steamed or roasted, dried and fried into red potato chips.

Because it is a very common crop in rural areas, every family has a cellar to store the harvested sweet potatoes, which can be eaten all year round. But Ciba is different.

Because it can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year, it has become a rare delicacy. In the past, the Spring Festival in the countryside was very lively, and the absent children and grandchildren would come back to get together.

At this time, every family will steam a bucket of glutinous rice to make Zanba. The work of making ciba usually starts at night. Steamed glutinous rice is carried into the main room, and there is a stone kiln for making Ciba, which is as big as a drum.

As crystal clear as snow, glutinous rice was poured into a stone kiln, and the fragrance spread in the house. The uncles picked up a special wooden pestle-the handle was more than one meter long-and began to mash glutinous rice in the kiln.

Winter in the mountains is particularly cold, but the atmosphere inside the house is in full swing. With the rhythmic crash, the glutinous rice lost its original structure during the rise and fall of the raft, and gradually merged together to form a big white glutinous rice balls.

Its huge viscosity makes uncles have to lift the raft with difficulty. My father and uncle are both teachers who have been teaching in other places for many years, and they have never participated in the Ciba.

Young uncles took off their cotton-padded jackets and put on light clothes, still sweating like rain. I followed my aunts and watched them pack a long and big board, took the dumplings made by my aunts and divided them neatly into countless small ones.

Some are wrapped in bean paste, and some are wrapped in nothing. When they flatten out, they become circular gas buses. The newly made rice cake is warm and can be eaten directly.

I refused to be the first person to taste it, because I suspected that my uncles' salty sweat had mixed with Bazin. There, uncles are smashing another kiln again.

Repeat this several times, and the board will be full of molded buses. After cooling, they will harden and can be stored. Every family can get a lot of weight.

There are many ways to eat Ciba, which can be baked soft on charcoal fire. Ciba's shell is golden and crisp, but it's soft inside, which tastes different. It can also be cut into small pieces and cooked with sweet wine and eggs, which is a good breakfast; If it's not enough, fry it, and the glutinous rice Baba ... usually you have to eat it until the end of winter after the Spring Festival. Because it is only played once a year, Ciba is the only food that can make us eat too fast for a month or two.

After I left the countryside, I often received Ciba from my uncle and aunt during the New Year. In recent years, grandparents have passed away one after another, uncles and grandmothers are getting old, and younger generations have stepped out of the mountains and rushed to the outside world.

I don't know whether the noisy scene of Bazin has become a thing of the past. Facing the dishes on the dining table every day, I can't lift any appetite, but I deeply miss my hometown's Ciba.

This Spring Festival, if I don't eat anything else, it is my deepest regret that I can't eat my uncle and aunt. As long as I can remember, I spent almost every New Year's Eve with my parents. Only last year's New Year's Eve was spent with grandma and grandpa.

That day, when my mother told me with joy that my grandmother and grandfather were coming to my house for the New Year, I was extremely happy. Because my grandparents love me very much, they always buy me a lot of food.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looking forward to grandparents. As I expected, they bought me my favorite snacks. Watching TV and eating snacks is really carefree.

I thought: if only it were like this every day. Unconsciously, Sun Gonggong got off work.

Sister Moon plays games with the little stars in the sky. At this time, my father said, "It's time for jiaozi!" Dad said, putting the prepared dough and stuffing on the table. Grandparents and their mothers gathered around, wrapping up jiaozi, talking and laughing. I also want to package jiaozi, so I leaned in and asked my grandmother for advice. I first put the dumpling skin in my palm, put a little stuffing in the middle of the dumpling skin with chopsticks, and then squeezed the two sides together with my hands to make a jiaozi.

I think jiaozi is very interesting. Time went by little by little, and jiaozi was wrapped.

I left sweat on my head and couldn't help wiping it with my hands. But my grandmother looked at me and burst out laughing. Then, my parents and grandpa laughed their heads off, and I was anxious: "What are you laughing at!" " "Go and look in the mirror! I thought, why look in the mirror? But before I came to the mirror, I smiled "sloped" myself, because I forgot to stick flour on my hands when I wiped my sweat just now, which made it all over my face.

I became a little noodle! I thought: this time, they are embarrassed. No, I want to get back at them. Mom just laughed the most, and the object of revenge is her! I quietly stuffed some flour into my hand, and then said to my mother with a bad smile, "Mom, come here."

When my mother came over, I touched my mother's face with white flour, and she became a noodle maker, but she not only didn't know it at all, but thought I was getting close to her! I laughed with my grandma, grandpa and dad. When mom found out, she did the same thing to dad.

A burst of laughter filled the warm room, and then we watched the party and ate jiaozi. Last year's New Year's Eve dinner was really hard to forget.

6. Since I saw five dads making a delicious Ciba at three stops, I have learned to make a Ciba composition! It's easy to see how delicious they eat! So, I decided to cook my own food! Get up in the morning, just as my parents took my brother out! So I'm the only one at home! I can cook Ciba at will, so I will go to the market to buy ingredients-sesame, glutinous rice, sugar, peanuts and so on. But all Ciba are wrapped in bean paste, so I have to use sesame instead of bean paste! When I get home, I'll wash the glutinous rice first and steam it in the pot! Steamed sesame again! I will use the time of steaming sesame seeds to beat glutinous rice! I thought it was easy at first, but later I found it difficult! It's hard to beat glutinous rice into glutinous rice! In a few minutes! I'm going to see how sesame seeds are steamed! The result was burnt. Too long, too little water! Start over. I set the time a few minutes ago! Go and hit that shapeless bus. After a while! Glutinous rice is about to be beaten into glutinous rice! My hands and feet ached and I almost fell! I'll see sesame seeds later, and it's almost the same. I will take out sesame seeds and grind peanuts in sesame seeds! Into stuffing together. Finally, it can be packed! I learned to wrap stuffing and glutinous rice like Wu Zhenyu in China. I looked at the time. It was almost twelve o'clock. It was just lunch time. On second thought, my parents will be back soon! I hurried to the kitchen, cleaned up, and finally cleaned up before mom and dad came back! Dad came back and saw the rice cakes on the table, eating them one by one. My mother stuttered when she came back! My brother is eating that, too! In a short time, the three of them ate all my bazin! I haven't eaten yet! I have to cook noodles casually to cope with my stomach! Although I didn't eat a bite! But from their mother's smile when they were eating, I felt so happy in my heart! Finally learned to make Ciba! Yeah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~.

7. It's nothing unusual to write a composition with a 450-word impression in Ciba, Guizhou. Almost every family has a few kilograms every time they want to eat Ciba. I can't remember how many times I ate it now. To say the taste of Ciba is not only sweet and delicious, soft and delicate, but also contains the local flavor of hometown.

The method of Ciba is very simple: soak glutinous rice for more than half a day, drain the water, steam it in a wooden steamer, then pour it into a stone mortar and pound it into jelly, sprinkle some glutinous rice flour on a dry and quiet vessel, rub the pounded glutinous rice on it, knead it into balls or cakes, or print various patterns with a special mold and put it in a ventilated and dry place. Don't underestimate this minibus. There are several ways to eat: roast with charcoal iron clips, fry and fry. I can't help thinking of liqueur and sparkling wine. That time I braved the snowstorm to go home, my hands were cold and my feet were not much better. At that time, I was thinking, if the snowstorm is any bigger, I'm afraid I can't move it. What's the use of just saying this? Let's hurry home! When I finally got home, I was led to the dining table by an inexplicable fragrance. I wonder what smells so good. Take a closer look, ah! It turned out to be sweet wine. I can't wait to take it as a bite and imitate it.

8. Write a composition about glutinous rice Baba. My mother told me.

After eating the baked rice cake, I finally got better. "I cried, baked Ciba is what they used to eat when they were young. The composition is as follows, delicious! "Yes, that's great? "

"It's still early, don't worry, go back and forth." Well, the irresistible fragrance rushed into my nose again: I don't want to, I deeply feel: almost, almost, I bless you. Put the poker on the brazier first, and you need to be prepared when baking: you can't be impatient, and it will crack after baking for a few minutes, which means it's almost ready. "

But I really want to eat it, so I just don't eat it. I read aloud and asked my mother, "Are you ready: a pot of charcoal fire, a poker, and Baba?" At first, the smell was fragrant and I couldn't wait to eat it, with a little brown in the shiny gold. At this time, my mother brought sugar, and I took the baked glutinous rice cake and ate it. That taste is so beautiful, as if a rainbow bridge had been set up on the horizon. Then put it on the poker, and I'll take it up and have a look. "I seem to have tasted the crispy outside and tender inside of Zanba, and I don't want to ..." At this moment. Mother sat there, turning her hand from time to time:

After the New Year, in the new year, there is a traditional custom of eating rice cakes and rice cakes in our hometown, which means getting higher every year. They have all kinds of ways to eat. Today, I will introduce you to a new way of eating-baking Ciba.

9. Write a 500-word composition of glutinous rice Baba. In our hometown, the most popular is glutinous rice Baba. Almost every household will eat glutinous rice Baba on holidays.

In the morning, breathing the fresh air and looking at the tall green trees, everything is so beautiful.

It's going to be a busy day again. What's today's task? I ran to ask my mother curiously, and my mother said; Today we are going to make our special dish, glutinous rice Baba. "glutinous rice?" , "Yes!" I asked strangely. "Let's go, hurry up, or there will be no materials!" Just when I was wondering, my period gave a cry and took us to buy materials. Time flies. The materials have been bought back and the work has begun. With a cry, we began to divide our work. During menstruation, the bought glutinous rice is smashed into powder first. Then mother and menstruation each added water to the glutinous rice flour while rubbing it. 10 minutes passed, 15 minutes passed, and 20 ... I saw more and more sweat on my mother's and menstruation's face, and the speed of it was getting faster and faster. "I finally rubbed it." Mother let out a cry unhurriedly. It used to be a pool of flour, but now it has become two round little things. Turn big balls into small balls one by one, and then "wrap" a layer of "clothes" on the washed leaves. Start steaming, 10 minutes later, open the lid, steaming, in the white steam, I smell the fruits of labor. So I quickly picked up one and tasted it. "It's delicious!"