One thing at home, composition

One thing at home composition 1 There are many things happening in my home, but one thing is very interesting, which makes me unforgettable and excited.

One day, when I was discussing my study with my father at home, we talked about many things. I think my father sometimes asks too much of me in my studies, and sometimes I can't do it, but my father insists that I be like him, never flinch when I encounter difficulties, and I should be like him in my studies. But my father is good at Chinese. He likes Chinese very much. He also likes reading and is very inspired by Chinese. Dad thinks that my personality and learning methods should be the same as his, because I am his son from a genetic point of view, so if he can, I can. When dad said this, I was already furious. I don't think I can use words to avoid what he said. However, at this moment, I suddenly remembered an ancient prose I had learned before, which is a powerful evidence.

This article is called "Lead the Baby into the River". There are too many people on the river, and when they see others, they want to lead a baby into the river. The baby crows. People asked him why and said, "His father is good at traveling!" " Although the father is good at traveling, is the son good at traveling? Taking this as a matter will also be counter-productive. The main idea of the story is: a man passed by the river and saw a man pulling a child and trying to throw him into the river. The child cried. The man asked the man why he did this, and the man replied, "The father of the child is good at swimming." Even if his father is good at swimming, are his children good at swimming? It must be ridiculous to handle things like this. Then I told my father through this story to make him understand that his idea is wrong, and I may not be like him.

When I finished, my father didn't refute me, but smiled and told me that he liked to argue a point like this. This is the first time I have argued about something at home. He also said that such an argument is very good and useful.

This is what happened to me at home.

One thing at home Composition 2 On Sunday morning, my grandparents all went out. After breakfast, I began to do my homework.

Suddenly, there was a cock crow. Then, I heard the old hen cooing, as if calling her baby chicken. Ah, the chicken has hatched. I quickly ran out to have a look: Wow! The old hen is looking for food with her newly hatched chicks! I rushed over, picked up a chicken and gently blew its furry body with my mouth. What a lovely life! Grandma, they must be very happy to come back.

At this moment, the old hen crowed again. As if to say to me: "Come, come, put it down." I gently put down the chicken and thought, how difficult it is to find food! I'll grab some rice to feed you! Thinking of this, I turned and ran towards the house. Unexpectedly, I stepped on a chicken. Suddenly, the chicken died. I was shocked, tears swirled in my eyes, and finally I couldn't help crying. ...

Grandpa is back. As soon as he saw me crying, he asked, "What's the matter? Is it uncomfortable? " I thought to myself, I can't tell the truth, or the master will blame me. I wiped my tears and said, "Grandpa, Ding trampled a newborn chicken to death." How much grandpa loves chickens! He looked at Ding's house and was about to shout, but he shut up again. After a pause, he turned around and asked calmly, "Did she step on it?" "yes." I said. "When did she come?" "Just now." My voice is a little shaky. I was afraid that grandpa wouldn't believe me, so I secretly took a look. At first glance, my heart was pounding: Grandpa was looking at me with stern eyes. I can't help looking down.

After a while, grandpa picked up the dead chicken and stroked it affectionately. At this time, the old hen screamed "goo goo". I can't bear it any longer. I ran past the chicken and shouted, "Grandpa, I trampled the chicken to death." He kindly said to me, "son, telling the truth is far more valuable than a chicken." After a pause, grandpa said, "Bury the chicken under the small tree behind the house!" " "

I snorted, carefully wrapped the chicken carcass in cloth and buried it under the tree.

One thing at home Composition 3 When a family is together, there are always many happy times and many interesting things have happened.

One Sunday, my mother invited her friends Aunt Lin and Aunt Liu to my house. Because my mother just learned to bake pizza and egg tart, she wanted to show her little hands in front of her friends. She also invited two aunts to bring their children, brother Yi Ming and brother Shunshun, and invited them to cook western food together.

After they arrived, my mother played the role of a hotel chef, arranged jobs for our three children, and asked my brother Shun Shun to make pizza and set the table, while Yi Ming's brother made egg tart water.

First, spread the pizza sauce evenly on two pieces of pizza, and then arrange bacon, ham slices, vegetables, mushrooms and beef in turn, so that we can make our own creative arrangements. I drew several circles around these raw materials according to their size. The outermost layer is sliced ham, then sliced mushrooms, the third layer is bacon, the fourth layer is diced vegetables, and the middle is beef, which is as beautiful as radiation. Shunshun's brother likes to make trouble. He mixed these ingredients together and sprinkled them on the pizza. It looks messy, without layers and patterns, but my mother said, "This is good, it is the most popular mashup!" " "Shunshun's brother clapped his hands happily after listening to his mother's words. Then we sprinkle the brushed cheese and put it in the preheated oven, just waiting for the delicious food to be served!

Yi Ming brothers are not idle over there. His mother taught him how to make egg tart water. First, he poured a box of Nestle cream, then added powdered sugar, low-gluten flour and condensed milk, stirred well, filtered again, and asked Yi Ming brothers to pour it into the egg tart skin. One-sided, my mother also said: Why is there so little water in the egg tart today? When I was cooking in the oven, my mother said why not drum? Suddenly I patted my head: "I forgot to add egg yolk!" " ""ah! ! Ha ha ha ... "We laughed, how can this be called an egg tart? It's an egg tart without eggs! My mother, who was a chef just now, suddenly felt embarrassed. ...

On this day, we ate delicious pizza and egg tart without eggs. What an interesting day!

One thing at home Composition 4 In the morning, my mother mixed the meat and made noodles, saying that she would have jiaozi at noon. I finished my homework, so I joined the team of my mother and grandmother.

Mom peeled the noodles, I pressed the dough, Mom rolled the dumpling skin, and Grandma wrapped jiaozi. We have a clear division of labor and will soon be able to eat in jiaozi. I thought about it, and my eyes shifted from the dough to my mother who was rolling dumpling wrappers. I feel that the dumpling skin is particularly obedient, and I am spinning happily under my mother's rolling pin. I felt that rolling dumpling wrappers was effortless, so I made up my mind to give it a try. I said to my mother, "Mom, why don't we exchange and I roll jiaozi?" My mother seemed to read my mind and agreed happily.

I rolled a few, some were triangular, some were oval ... They didn't listen to my instructions, and after a while, the skin stuck to the chopping board and didn't turn, which was not as easy as mom's rolling. Mom finished pressing the dough and wrapped jiaozi with grandma. Mom wrapped the bag and said, "Look, you rolled. It's so thin in the middle and so thick on the sides. When water is boiled, it will rot. Finally, you cooked a pot of rotten jiaozi and ate it all! " Grandma also said: "I dare not package. As soon as I squeezed the meat, it all came out. " I listened to my mother and grandmother and asked my mother to teach me. My mother said to me, "Don't you think it's easy to package jiaozi?" ? Everything looks easier than it is done! "I know what my mother said. In life, most people will do this.

Jiaozi finished wrapping, and mother began to cook. Soon, my mother brought steaming jiaozi. I can't wait to have a bite. It's delicious.

One thing at home Composition 5 "I love my home, a warm home-". Every time I sing this song, I will think of something that happened at home. I will never forget the experience of washing vegetables.

It was a sunny afternoon, and my father came home with a bunch of colorful things and said happily, "Today, let's cook dinner together." The mother on the side cheered again and again. I jumped three feet, grabbed the bag from my father and ran into the kitchen like a gust of wind. "First of all, we must wash the dishes before we can do it." Mother said in the tone of a gourmet. Then show me. I nodded puzzled, too. Then I'm going to wash the vegetables. Before I put my hand in the water, my father's voice came: "No, no, how can I not wash my hands?" . I went to wash my hands like an obedient kitten. Then continue to wash vegetables. Before washing for a minute, my mother began to nag again, "How to wash vegetables like this?" Look what you did to the plate. "Oh," I did as my mother said. "Wait, wait! The dishes have been washed outside the pool, "Dad added. I sighed and went to wash the dishes again. You, you, there is water outside the pool Are you washing vegetables or learning to swim? Mom's words are always endless. I let out a cry impatiently. "Mom and Dad, have you finished eating?" They didn't seem to hear it, and they kept nagging like radios. God, my heart is broken and my ears are about to explode. Ironically, it's almost 30 minutes, and I haven't even washed a plate. "Forget it, forget it, I'll wash it," mom said. Great, I'm finally liberated. I am as excited as a puppy getting rid of the rope. I laughed on the sofa and couldn't describe the scene at that time. ( )

This incident made me understand that it is not easy for my parents to cook for me, and I have to learn to cook.

On Friday night, I hurried home from Teacher Zhu's house, and it was getting late. In the thick night fog, there was a cry of "cheep-cheep-cheep-cheep" from time to time. I stopped to look around, huh? There's nothing. What is that? I walked and thought. "Squeak" Yes, a mouse dares to slip away under my nose, hum! Chen Zikai is very angry, and the consequences of rats are very serious. I put my bag on my shoulder, just as the mouse vented its anger and caught the mouse!

Let's go Wherever the mouse goes, I will chase it. Seeing that the mouse was about to run into the hole, I came up with one step. Ha!

Stepping on the mouse's tail, hee hee, catching your penis, nothing can escape. Victory! Just when I got carried away, the watch's time system remembered "9 o'clock"! What? It's already 9 o'clock. I'm going home. I bid farewell to the mouse as quickly as possible. When I rushed to the traffic lights, I suddenly remembered the mouse and ran back. I saw the mouse still standing there. "My old niang! You come out of a mental hospital and let you live, but you still don't go! " I shouted at the mouse.

The mouse seemed to understand something and turned away with a whoosh. I just stood there waiting for a while, and suddenly I couldn't speak. God, what am I obsessed with? Why! Why don't you get rid of that mouse? In any case, it is harmful to the people. After a while, I remembered that it was almost time. Grandma will be worried if I don't go back. Mouse, don't let Lao tze see you again, otherwise, I will let you have no good end. "Cheep-cheep-",here we go again. No sooner had I taken a step than I heard the cry of a mouse. I'm completely devastated. I suddenly turned around and stamped my feet violently. What a rat who doesn't know how to live or die? Forget it. No matter what compassion, just step on it.

I pretended to walk away. When I reached the end of the bridge, I jumped up, turned around and rushed out. Who knows, the mouse retreated faster than the Philippine special forces and disappeared at once.

The rat catching operation failed. It seems that my reaction ability needs to be improved.

One thing at home composition 7 "Don't grab the TV with me! I have cooked dinner for you, I want to watch the football match! " Dad said loudly that he wanted to watch the football match again. Really helpless! It is estimated that today's food will be difficult to swallow again!

Dad made kung pao chicken and cucumber soup for both of us. My mother and I watched this dish. Jin Shanshan is in high spirits and has a good appetite. I can't control my desire to eat chopsticks. I quickly took a bite of kung pao chicken and tasted it. "ah! It's ... it's ... it's too salty! This is simply pickles! Can you still eat? " I gave a cry and quickly took another sip of cucumber soup to get rid of the salty taste in my mouth. "Oh, my God! This cucumber soup is too sweet! Shouldn't this cucumber soup be light and refreshing? How did it become a dessert in Xu Liushan? " I looked at my mother helplessly with a bitter face. It turned out that when dad was cooking in a hurry, he put salt twice, and white sugar was used as salty salt. I took the food to my father for him to taste. Dad smiled and said, "Haha, is this the first time?" Forgive me! "I put up with it again, but I really can't eat any more. I have no choice but to ask my mother to order "Mai Le Song" and hamburgers. Let dad eat kimchi-like "kung pao chicken" and Xu Liushan brand "cucumber soup" by himself. Dad is still talking to himself: "good shot, good shot ... it was played by Messi!" " "

Alas! Dad, you are crazy about football! Have you forgotten that my mother and I both want to eat healthy and nutritious meals? Dad, when will you stop worrying? However, it also made me know about some famous teams, such as ac Milan, Real Madrid, Barcelona and Inter Milan ... This incident reminded me and my mother that I would make fun of my father and became a joke for my family after dinner.

One thing at home, composition 8, is all caused by breakfast.

Dizzy! Breakfast is lotus root starch! Lotus root starch is my least favorite food. Although it is beautiful milky white, it is dotted with crushed fresh red dates. It looks delicious. Don't be fooled by its appearance! I am very particular about eating, chewing slowly and savoring carefully. Lotus root starch is full of mushy things, especially in the throat, which is even more difficult to swallow ... forget it, don't say it, go on. I just don't want to eat anyway. But I can't do it without eating. I am dawdling.

Dad saw it and came up to me and said, "Look, you don't eat such a good thing. When we were young, we couldn't eat anything we wanted! Jiang Jie, Cheng Gang, Xu Yunfeng and many other revolutionaries in the novel "Red Rock" that you have read, what they eat in the dregs hole is as bad as their food. Think about them, can you be so picky about food? " Dad turned to look at his watch, frowned and stressed, "Hurry up, we'll be late for calligraphy class!" " "He also used the killer weapon categorically:" When will you finish your meal and practice your handwriting? "

There's really nothing we can do now. I can't be late or make a fool of myself in front of my classmates. Alas! I have to eat and be criticized by my father. What bad luck Forget it, eat! So, I held my breath and ate my meal cheerfully. That's a clever move. It's faster to take medicine after meals.

"At 8 o'clock Beijing time, the civil air defense will tell you the time." There is a chime outside the window. "Shit, I'm late!" I screamed and hurried downstairs to let my father take me to practice my handwriting. It's windy and rainy on the road, and the weather is very cold. I only wear a short sleeve. Although it is cold, I have to endure it and have no time to go home. In the calligraphy class, I was scolded by the teacher again! depressed ...

It's all breakfast

One thing at home composition 9 Among many delicious dishes, I like hairy crabs best, because their meat is tender and delicious, and they are my favorite. However, it looks ugly, you see: its gray shell has two small sharp protrusions, and a pair of small eyes keep turning around. The eight furry thighs cooperated flexibly and tacitly, crawling around, and two thick pliers waved in the air, bared their teeth and domineering, which was simply annoying.

But when our "chef" grandpa steamed these humble little guys and served them on the table, you saw that they were all red, shiny and fat, and the thick aroma filled the whole restaurant. They were so cute and attractive that it really made my mouth water. The world is delicious. What are you waiting for? Eat!

I can't wait to pick up the biggest one, skillfully pull off its feet, then remove the lid from its belly, then pull open the hard shell on its back, carefully remove its cheeks, and finally take advantage of the situation to fold its body in half, white and tender meat, golden yellow. I dipped my grandfather's patent "ginger vinegar juice" and chewed it, not to mention how delicious it was! Stuttering crabs eat their feet slowly, and they always like "sweet first, then bitter"!

Soon, a bunch of hills appeared in front of me, but later I saw that my father ate faster than me, eating five at a time! But it is not clean at all, and there is a lot of meat in the shell! In contrast, mom eats fast and well, and there is no waste at all. If judged, the champion will be her! Naturally, the slowest eaters are grandparents.

This is a wonderful thing that happened in our family-eating hairy crabs.

One thing at home composition 10 He Laoshi, I don't say you don't know, I can spend as much as I want at home, don't you believe me? Let me show you one!

That afternoon, when we were watching TV, I jumped up and said to my parents and my sister, "Why don't we hold a hula hoop competition?" Otherwise, our hula hoop will be useless! "My voice did not fall, and my sister interrupted me:" Well, let's time for one minute and see who turns more times! "Mom and dad agreed.

Just do as you say. Dad wears a hula hoop, Mom watches the clock, and I'm in charge of counting laps. My sister dressed up as a referee and said, "The game has started." Dad is the head of our family. Of course, he goes first. Look, he has posed. At his sister's command, he turned around and the hula hoop began to move on him. Dad turned steadily, as if there was a rope on the hula hoop, but it didn't fall anyway. He ate melon seeds while turning over, and from time to time he stretched out his hands to make movements. Seeing dad turn so easily, my sister teased him and said, "It's like a big stupid bear dancing!" " "We laughed our heads off. ...

It's finally my turn to be a "little expert". I thought to myself: My parents and my sister have good grades, and I must surpass them. With the sound of "start", I twisted my slender waist, their eyes opened wide and I became proud. Suddenly, the hula hoop slipped and my heart became tense. I shook it hard, once, twice ... My mother said, "Persistence is victory." It's like a panacea. After listening to this, I turned harder and finally turned the hula hoop back to my waist. "Stop" dad shouted, and my sister said the result: "Dad, 48; Mom, 43; I, 45; Xiao Ying, 5 1, the champion is Xiao Ying! " I cheered: "Oh, I won."

It was a long time ago, but "persistence is victory" has always inspired me.

One thing at home composition 1 1 One day in the winter vacation, I woke up and got up, then brushed my teeth, washed my face and ate. .................................................................................................................

I thought, where did everyone go? It's okay. It makes no difference whether people are at home or not. I thought to myself. I'll go downstairs and get some food myself. There are mineral water, sesame cakes and rice noodles, which are enough for the whole morning, I thought. In the evening, I will go downstairs to eat at the noodle restaurant. Leave in a hurry after eating. Do you want to know why? Because I found a man who followed me. I tried to get rid of him at once, but I had no choice but to let him follow me.

The man is wearing black sunglasses, a black cowhide coat and brown leather shoes. At first glance, he is not a serious person. The name "H Club" popped up in my mind. I don't know if it's kidnapping children. I immediately ran home without stopping and closed the door immediately after I went upstairs. As soon as I saw that nothing happened, I thought it didn't happen. But after a while, I squeaked, and I listened carefully at once, like a wooden door. I saw the thief from the small mirror in my room, which is different from H club. But after a while, H club came and smiled. I thought she had the skill to kill people, so I immediately raised my vigilance. H club immediately gave the thief a fatal blow-handcuffed. I immediately opened the door and said: H club, don't call the police, thank you for saving me. The policeman smiled and left with the thief.

After my parents came, I told them about it in a composition, which was sweeter than eating honey.

One thing at home composition 12 I was born ignorant of crochet. My mother did all my technical homework for me before, but I don't think I can always rely on my parents to do things, so I want to ask my mother to teach me this time.

I saw my mother's right thumb and forefinger holding the needle body of crochet, the other fingers holding the needle tail, the forefinger of her left hand winding the thread, and the middle finger and thumb holding the hooked thread. My mother's right hand moves up and down quickly, and her left hand moves from time to time. The climb on the crochet keeps turning up and down. This thread is like a leg in my mother's hand, and soon a large piece of "braid" grows out. I can see it clearly.

I'm all thumbs like a big bear, and I can't even wind the rope properly. I tried to remember what my mother looked like when she took the bait, but I either wrapped my little finger in it or wound my finger wrong. My mother came over with a smile, helped me wind the thread and taught me how to hook it: first tie the rope to the needle, then pull the thread out and finally pull it back. According to my mother, I was in a hurry to pull out the needle. Unexpectedly, the "great project" on the handle fell apart when the thread didn't come out. In the face of the "paralyzed" rope, I never gave up, rallied and prepared to "make a comeback", but this naughty rope was ungrateful at all, and I still went my own way and refused to give a needle.

I was quiet for a while, then sat up again, ready to try again for the last time. This time, I learned the lessons from the previous two times. First, I carefully clamped the thread and slowly pushed it onto the needle with my left middle finger and thumb, hoping it wouldn't fall out. Fortunately, I successfully pushed it into the incision and it was about to fall out. At this "emergency" moment, I used my quick wits. The next step is the most difficult. I held my breath and stared at the needle. I'm afraid something will happen, and all my efforts are in vain. I pulled my right hand hard, haha, and I came out. I breathed a long sigh of relief.

After several hours of hard work, I have achieved great success. Looking at my trophy, I am very happy!

One thing at home composition 13 Mom's fried rice with eggs is delicious, with white rice grains, bright red carrots, green cucumbers, golden eggs and pink sausages. I always eat with relish and have no mercy on a grain of rice.

I ran home after school today, because I was looking forward to today's food! To me, fried rice with eggs is simply one of the four delicious foods in China. Watching my mother take out eggs to beat, I rushed up and said, "I beat, I beat!" " ""naughty, stop it. " "Please let me make a phone call. In addition, I personally participated in the production of fried rice with eggs. Isn't it better? "Mom looked at me and turned off the fire:" OK, I'll let you learn this cooking. "

It's time for me to show my talents! I thought of my mother's skillful movements: tapping the egg gently with one hand in the corner of the stove, then quickly taking the egg to the top of the pot, and then gently breaking it with both hands, and the egg naturally fell into the pot. I can't do such a simple action yet? You underestimate me! So I rolled up my sleeves, couldn't wait to pick up the eggs and smashed them at the corner of the stove. With a bang, the thick egg liquid slipped from my hand and fell asleep on the floor. The eggshell and egg liquid stuck to my hand, and I was blindsided at once. My mother smiled when she saw my stupidity: "It's easy for me to beat eggs. Come, look carefully! " "Mother said while beating," Beat the egg gently, open a small crack in the egg, and then break it gently, and the egg will come out. "

I took another egg and tapped it on the edge of the bowl. The egg cracked. I gently opened it again, and the egg yolk and egg white flowed out. I shook the eggshell again so as not to waste it. Then I stir the eggs evenly with chopsticks. Seeing the golden half bowl of egg liquid is a great sense of accomplishment. I learned another cooking course, and my mother said I was so smart.

Today's fried rice with eggs is particularly fragrant, because there are fruits of my labor in it! From this matter, I understand a truth: even if it is simple, I have to do it once before I can understand how to do it.

One thing at home composition 14 Early in the morning, as usual, a harmonious symphony sounded at home.

Mother listened to the wonderful music with her eyes closed; My mother-in-law is busy in the kitchen; When I was sitting on the sofa waiting for my father who went out to buy breakfast to come back, the whole family was immersed in the music world. Suddenly, a small note disturbed the music-my mother-in-law accidentally knocked over the bottle in her busy schedule. The bottle fell to the ground and smashed to pieces, and the milk spilled all over the floor. My mother-in-law suddenly became nervous. She squatted down slowly and picked up the pieces of the bottle with her hands. But she accidentally cut her hand by debris, and her mother-in-law began to suffer, but in order not to make her family feel bad, she quickly put her hand away. My mother heard the sound and looked at the shattered pieces on the ground, and immediately understood. She quickly said to me, "Yuyu, help your mother-in-law sit on the sofa." I ran over and asked eagerly, "Grandma, have you been cut?" My mother-in-law gave me a look, smiled and shook her head, saying that she would not cut it. I helped my mother-in-law sit down, but my heart still didn't let go. I always feel that what my mother-in-law said is a white lie.

At this point, my mother carefully picked up the baby bottle fragments on the ground and threw them into the trash can, then wiped the milk on the ground with a rag, and finally swept the tiny fragments into the trash can with a broom. At this time, my father who went to buy breakfast came back, and the atmosphere was wrong, so he asked my mother what was going on. My mother told my father what happened in detail. When my father heard this, his face became flustered, he put down his breakfast and left at once. Dad looked at her mother-in-law's sad expression and said to her, "mom, don't regret that bottle of milk again." Let me see if my hand is pricked. " My mother-in-law hid her hands behind her back and shook her head gently, not wanting her parents to worry about her.

I suspect my mother-in-law is lying. When she wasn't looking, I gently took out her hand and showed it to my parents. We saw a wound, which hurt my heart. I blew on the wound and rubbed it. I told my mother-in-law a joke. Soon, I amused my mother-in-law, and a harmonious symphony rang again at home.

One thing at home composition 15 Now, when you heat your meal in the microwave oven, you will always think of one thing before.

It happened in the winter a year ago. The cold wind roared outside the window. After school at noon, I took my sister home for dinner. Sister said, "Let's have some hot meals in cold weather." I said, "I have already thought about it. Let's eat boiled instant noodles. " So I took out two paper bowl noodles of Jinmailang. I said, "Do you like braised beef?" My sister said excitedly, "I like it very much!" " "So I put the instant noodles soaked in water into the microwave oven to cook, and we are all anxiously waiting for the instant noodles to be cooked quickly to fill our stomachs. After more than a minute, suddenly, the microwave oven caught fire, which scared me out of my wits. The flames are getting bigger and bigger. My sister and I quickly closed the door of the microwave oven, and I asked her to get a basin of water. When we spilled the fire, our dinner was so dark I just remembered that you can't heat anything containing paper in the microwave oven, or it will catch fire. So I took two bowls of instant noodles, put them in a special microwave box and put them in the microwave oven. The microwave oven broke down, and I was shocked. I came to school hungry and sad. My mind is always thinking, "My mother will beat me up in a rage when I go home. "Suddenly my tears came down, and I cried sadly. When I came home from school in the afternoon, I honestly told my mother what happened at noon. My mother said, "You are honest and dare to do it. It is inevitable to make mistakes in life. "

Through this incident, I learned that to use household appliances, we must first understand its structure, functions and precautions in use. Otherwise, fire and water will be ruthless, which will lead to great disaster! Think about the consequences before you do anything.