Unforgettable Story Composition 500 Words Making Dumplings

⑴ Excellent essay on making dumplings in 500 words

Once, my mother came back from shopping and said to my father and me: "We will eat dumplings tonight, but we have to make dumplings ourselves." "You are not allowed to eat dumplings made by others!" When I heard that I wanted to eat dumplings, I was happy. But when I heard that I had to make dumplings by myself and eat the dumplings made by myself, I became worried because I didn't know how to eat them. I know how to make dumplings, not to mention that I can only eat the dumplings I made. Seeing my expression, my father jokingly said: "So-and-so (referring to me) can't make dumplings because he doesn't know how to make dumplings. Since he can't make dumplings, of course he can't eat dumplings, and he can't eat dumplings made by others." "Haha..." Mom and Dad laughed. I knew my father was talking about me on purpose, so my face turned into a red apple with anger. In order not to let them laugh at me, I said to them: "Who said I can't make dumplings? I'll make them for you, hum!" Just do it, I picked up a dumpling wrapper and put a little stuffing in the middle. Then follow your mother's example and put a little water on it with your fingers, spread it evenly around the dumpling wrapper, then fold the dumpling wrapper in half and bring it together, then pinch the dumpling wrapper with the thumb and forefinger of one hand. In the middle of the edge, use your other hand to pull the edge, then fold it back, pull it again, and fold it again. Repeat this for other edges, and it's OK. Haha, a chubby dumpling appeared in front of my eyes, "The first dumpling was done well!" In order to make it cuter, I rolled the dumplings in flour a few more times. When I took the dumplings out, they were so tender that they were so cute. I showed off the dumplings to my parents, and they praised me for doing a good job. At this time, I accidentally glanced at the dumplings made by my mother, wow! I really don’t know it until I see it, and I’m shocked when I see it. The dumplings made by my mother are all white and fat, but not stained with any flour. They are all full, but no filling is exposed. They were placed in rows on the plate, neatly, which really made me envious. From then on, I made up my mind to do better than my mother, and asked my mother to point out my shortcomings and correct them.

From this incident, I know that no matter how hard you work, you will reap something. As long as you are willing to pay, you will definitely gain something.

⑵ A 500-word essay on making dumplings for the New Year

Today is the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the New Year’s Eve, a traditional Chinese festival. Early in the morning, my mother went to the vegetable market and bought dumpling wrappers and meat. Grandpa quickly made the fillings for making dumplings. Everything was ready for the job of making dumplings. We only needed the east wind, so we started making dumplings. got up.

The dumplings made by my mother and I are full of flowers, while the dumplings made by my grandpa are full of flowers, which are very beautiful. So I started to pay attention to the steps of my grandpa making dumplings: it turned out to be like this, first unfold a dumpling wrapper and lay it flat in the palm of your left hand, then use a spoon to scoop half a spoonful of dumpling filling and place it in the middle of the dumpling wrapper. , finally fold the dumpling wrapper in half and pinch the edges of the dumpling wrapper into pleats one by one with your hands, so that a beautiful dumpling is ready. So I started to bake the dumplings, but what made me angry was that the dumplings I made were still weirdly shaped. Grandpa said, "The appearance of the dumplings is not the most important, but the taste is the most important." At this time, I had a whimsical idea. I first prepared two dumpling wrappers and cut the edges of the two dumpling wrappers. After it is glued, use a spoon to make a large spoonful of dumpling filling, then cover it with another dumpling wrapper, pad the surroundings, and finally pinch all the surrounding edges tightly, so that a round dumpling is wrapped, but After I finished following this method, I wrapped a "flower basket". "Actually, this wrapping method is also beneficial. One dumpling wrapper can only hold a small spoonful of dumpling filling, but this wrapping method can make the dumplings filled with more stuffing and not leak out when the dumplings are removed from the pot," I comforted myself.

I was really happy eating the dumplings I made at night.

⑶ 500-word essay on making dumplings

An unforgettable first time

Many people have many firsts, the first The first time cooking, the first time washing dishes, the first time wrestling, the first time making a mistake...the first time is sour; some is sweet; some is bitter; some is spicy; among many firsts, let The most unforgettable thing for me is this; it was my first time making dumplings.

One day at noon, grandma was about to make dumplings, so she said to grandma: "Grandma, I will cook today." Grandma smiled and said: "Okay!"

I was just about to start. , my sister also ran over and said: "I want to do it too." Grandma agreed, and grandma said, "Today's meal is all paid for by you." We were very happy after hearing this!

Grandma took out a dumpling wrapper from a stack of dumpling wrappers, assembled the slender body of the chopsticks, gently stroked the body of the dumpling wrapper, smoothed its wrinkled body, and then Then carefully pick up a small ball of meat filling and place it in the "heart" of the dumpling. With one hand free, dip a little water in it and spread it evenly on the corners of the dumpling wrapper. Then carefully fold the dumpling wrapper in half. , and finally fold the dumpling skin with folds and presses, and a large, white, flawless and well-fitted dumpling is made.

After the dumplings were done, grandma said let us try them too.

My sister also made one. Watching my sister picking up her "victory" and laughing, I became more and more nervous. It was my turn. I followed my grandma's example and gently pulled out a piece of dumpling wrapper, smoothed it carefully, and removed a small ball of meat. Gently place the filling in the center of the dumpling wrapper, fold and press, ah! I've made the dumplings. Although they don't look very good, they are still ready.

"Ding - Ding -" The water is boiling. We put the chubby semicircular lace dumplings into the water one by one. One minute, two minutes, three minutes... the dumplings are cooked. Grandma served these cute little dumplings in a small bowl. "Ah - it smells so good!" My sister came over looking for the fragrance and couldn't wait to pick up a dumpling and put it in her mouth. As a result, the juice overflowed and it was very hot. She screamed, and my grandma and I both fell forward with laughter.

I also picked up a dumpling and put it in my mouth, savoring it carefully. It felt like Sun Wukong had eaten Taishang Laojun’s elixir, it was so delicious.

In the blink of an eye, we wiped out all the dumplings. Grandma was dumbfounded by our eating habits: "Oh my God! You guys are so amazing! I've finished eating so many dumplings, and I haven't eaten them yet!" My thoughts were immersed in the delicious dumplings, but my grandma pulled me back.

This dumpling-making activity made me feel the deliciousness of dumplings, and also made me feel the joy of success.

⑷ A 500-word essay on cooperating with classmates to make dumplings

When we arrived at the picnic place, we saw that the ground was covered with dead leaves, and there were several large pits not far from the dead leaves. , the big pit is exactly the stove we want to use. Some students jumped, some danced, and some talked about it. How lively!

"Let's make dumplings!" We divided into groups and started taking action! Li Caihong first took out a snow-white dumpling wrapper, and then used chopsticks to pick up a little stuffing. "Ouch! Not good!" Li Caihong shouted loudly. It turned out that she had too much stuffing, like a full general. She pinched the right side, and the stuffing came out from the left side. She was so anxious that she stomped her feet. She hurriedly took out a dumpling wrapper from the side and wrapped the previous one. "It's finally fine!" Li Caihong said with a sigh of relief. A white and fat dumpling appeared in front of our eyes. After a few minutes, the dumplings were finally wrapped.

When the fire started, Chen Jiayu took out a newspaper, lit it with a lighter, and squatted down with each piece of firewood to gently put it into the stove. Smoke started to rise from the stove. Chen Jiayu's face was blackened, making everyone laugh! Her tears fell like pearls with short strings. She wiped her tears while adding more firewood to the stove. After a while, the cheerful and lively flames seemed to be playing or hugging each other. The red tongues of fire rolled up and scattered sparks. The flames happily lit up the bottom of the pot, reflecting their smiling faces.

At this moment, I smelled the smell of meat, oh! It turned out that the dumplings were cooked, and the dumplings were swimming around in the pot one by one like fish. We scrambled to scoop up the dumplings and ate them hungrily. Although this was our first time cooking dumplings and the taste was not that great, we had a great time eating them! Very warm!

⑸ A 500-word essay on interesting things about winter vacation (making dumplings)

I used to find it difficult to make dumplings, because every time I saw an article about "making dumplings" in the composition book, The composition of "Dumplings" will always write: "The wrapper of the dumplings I made was broken, and my mother (father) encouraged me to continue making dumplings." However, if you don’t give it a try, you will be “sour grapes”.

Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and my sister (who will also bring her boyfriend here) is coming back, my mother bought a small bag of dumpling wrappers from the supermarket and asked my mother and I to make them for ourselves. "Dumplings—wrapped with your favorite nutritious and delicious fillings. I had never made dumplings before. When I heard that you could make dumplings, I became interested.

My mother made the stuffing first. The ingredients of the stuffing are: lean meat, red beans, leeks, sweet potatoes, etc. She also added ingredients: oil and salt to make a nutritious and delicious stuffing. I pinched the dumpling wrappers in the bag, but I didn't dare to use too much force because I was afraid that the dumpling wrappers would break because of me like the "dumpling wrappers are broken" written in the composition book. I asked my mother to give me a demonstration first: my mother took out a piece of dumpling wrapper, used chopsticks to take out the filling that had been prepared in the bowl, and then put it on the dumpling wrapper, not too much and not too little. After placing it, slowly close the skins, pinch the top skins in the middle, and then pinch the skins on both sides... a dumpling is ready!

I followed my mother’s lead and pinched it carefully once. I would break the skin in the future, but in the end, it didn’t break! I'm so happy with my masterpiece! My mother also praised me!

It turns out that making dumplings is not that difficult! Fortunately, making dumplings is not difficult, otherwise I would really "give up"!

⑹ A 500-word essay on making dumplings on winter vacation life

The Spring Festival is finally here. I spent the whole day in joy and pleasure, but the most unforgettable thing for me is On the Spring Festival day, I learned to make dumplings.

In the early morning, I opened my eyes and vaguely saw my parents making dumplings. I got up quickly, got dressed, and watched my mother make dumplings. However, after a while, an idea came into my mind. I thought: Every time I watch my mother make dumplings, why don’t I experience the fun with my own hands? Just as I was about to open my mouth, two elves seemed to fly out of my ears. One said: "Hey, Betty, you are too naive. Most people can't make dumplings well. Besides, with your ability It’s weird that you can wrap it well with clumsy hands!” Another said: “Betty, you can only know something by experiencing it yourself. How can you know whether you can wrap it well without experiencing it with your own hands?”

So, I plucked up the courage and told my mother my idea.

My mother asked me to sit down first. After she gave me a demonstration, I started to wrap it myself.

I first picked up a dumpling wrapper and put the meat filling inside. Then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling, and one dumpling was wrapped. However, I found that the dumplings I made were as droopy and listless as the soldiers. But I didn't lose heart. I picked up another dumpling wrapper, put meat filling inside, and then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling again. This time, the dumplings I made were not as listless as last time, but in high spirits.

This year is the most meaningful year for me, because this year I got to eat the fruits of my own labor.

⑺ I like to make dumplings 500-word essay

One Sunday afternoon, I saw my grandma mixing dumpling fillings. I couldn’t help but feel itchy and wanted to learn how to make dumplings from my grandma.

We prepared the fillings and skins and started making dumplings.

I spread a piece of skin in the palm of my hand, and used a spoon to scoop out a little stuffing and put it in the middle of the skin.

Then dip a little water with your fingers and apply it around the skin... I learned the previous steps very well, but when it came time to start kneading the pattern, I couldn't learn it. If the two layers of skin are pinched together, the dumplings will not look good and will not stand upright; if only one layer of skin is pinched back, the dumplings will be soft and will not stand upright... I tried my best to make the dumplings look good. I can stand at attention again, but I can't help it. Dumpling just doesn't want to be friends with me, and always does the opposite.

Later, my grandma told me that I shouldn’t get too much water on it, as too much water would make the skin stick tightly. In order for the dumplings to stand upright and look good, we need to make a slight arch when pinching the last fold, so that we can meet the requirements...

After listening to my grandma’s explanation, I suddenly realized, so Just do what grandma said, and the dumplings made are indeed "perfect". Then, I made the dumplings again in this way, each one making progress. When grandma saw it, she praised her: "You girl suddenly became enlightened, and your bag is even better than grandma's!" I felt happy after hearing this.

At dinner, I ate the dumplings I made and felt so warm and delicious. In my opinion, those were the best dumplings I have ever eaten.

Making dumplings not only makes you smarter, but also exercises your patience. I like making dumplings.

⑻ A 500-word essay on making dumplings

I really like eating the dumplings made by my mother.

Today at noon, my mother made dumplings again, which made me very happy. My mother saw that I looked like a greedy cat and deliberately posed a problem for me: "Tiantian, today you eat what you have prepared for yourself, and you can eat what your mother has prepared for you. You can't get something for nothing." I pursed my lips after hearing this. She said unconvinced, "It's just a bag. I don't believe it's worse than yours!" My mother said in a gloating tone, "Okay! If you don't make a bag, I'll be hungry at noon today!"

My mother and I started preparing dumpling fillings. I select the green onions first, remove the old leaves and roots from the green onions, then use a knife to cut the green onions into minced pieces, and then cut the small umbrella-like shiitake mushrooms into small dices. Mom uses her own meat grinder to grind the meat into a pulp. Then put these three main ingredients together, and add an appropriate amount of delicious soy sauce and salt. Finally, stir well. After stirring into the meat filling, the fillings are green, brown, white, and red, which are very beautiful. Just take a look and you will know that today's meat dumplings must be very delicious. I can't help but salivate. So, I anxiously said to my mother: "Hurry up and make the dumplings!" We did as we said and took the dumpling wrappers to the table in the living room, and also brought two pairs of chopsticks and the meat fillings and placed them on the table. The dumpling-making competition has begun. First, place the wrapper flatly on the palm of your hand, and use chopsticks to place the meat filling in the middle of the white dumpling wrapper. Press the opposite sides of the dumpling skin together, and then press up many beautiful laces. The laces are densely woven, like a comb. Mom's practice makes perfect. After a while, my mother had already wrapped four bags, and I only wrapped one. I make many kinds of dumplings, some look like small benches, some look like half a crescent moon, and some look like leather sofa chairs. Wrapping, wrapping, my mother made seventeen dumplings at once, but I only made eleven. My mother clapped her hands and said, "It's done, it's time for me to make dumpling soup!" After that, my mother went to the kitchen. . I took advantage of the opportunity to think: Go to my mother's plate and get some! Tian Shi stole seven in one breath, and then wrapped dumplings with relief, singing the pig song: "Pig, there are two holes in your nose..." Mom came out of the kitchen and saw that there were fewer dumplings. , said to me as if I had some understanding: "My dumplings disappeared. Did they fly to your plate?" When I heard this, I quickly covered the plate and said, "They flew to me on their own." "It's on the plate." My mother laughed loudly after hearing this: "You don't have to admit it, there is no three hundred taels of silver here!"

It's time to take a "bath" for the dumplings. The dumplings were moved to the kitchen. The water in the hot pot was boiling, and when I was putting the dumplings on, I was humming a children's song: "One by one, the little white geese jumped into the river, plop, plop..." I brought the dumplings to the pot, fearing that I would burn my hands. , Lift the dumplings half a day high. As soon as I let go, the water around the dumplings splashed all over. My hands were burned by the splash of water. I was really asking for trouble.

The dumplings made by yourself are different and delicious.

In this experience, I know that a piece of sweat, a piece of harvest, and the fruits of labor are hard-won. A good life is created by hard-working hands.

I learned how to make dumplings

The Spring Festival is finally here. I spent the whole day in joy and pleasure, but the most unforgettable thing for me was that on the day of the Spring Festival, I learned how to make dumplings. Make dumplings.

In the early morning, I opened my eyes and vaguely saw my parents making dumplings. I got up quickly, got dressed, and watched my mother make dumplings. However, after a while, an idea came into my mind. I thought: Every time I watch my mother make dumplings, why don’t I experience the fun with my own hands? Just as I was about to open my mouth, two elves seemed to fly out of my ears. One said: "Hey, Betty, you are too naive. Most people can't make dumplings well. Besides, with your ability It’s weird that you can wrap it well if you have clumsy hands!” Another said: “Betty, you can only know something by experiencing it yourself. How can you know whether you can wrap it well without experiencing it with your own hands?”

So, I plucked up the courage and told my mother my idea.

My mother asked me to sit down first. After she gave me a demonstration, I started to wrap it myself.

I first picked up a dumpling wrapper and put the meat filling inside. Then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling, and one dumpling was wrapped. However, I found that the dumplings I made were as droopy and listless as the soldiers. But I didn't lose heart. I picked up another dumpling wrapper, put meat filling inside, and then I wrapped the mouth of the dumpling again. This time, the dumplings I made were not as listless as last time, but in high spirits.

This year is the most meaningful year for me, because during the Chinese New Year, I got to eat the fruits of my own labor.

On Saturday, my mother went to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy meat, dumpling wrappers, etc. After coming back, my mother got busy in the kitchen. After a while, the dumpling fillings were chopped into pieces. The ingredients for making dumplings include: meat, onions, ginger, garlic, various seasonings, etc. After everything is ready, put it together and stir evenly. The dumpling filling is ready and waiting to be wrapped.

After a while, my mother asked me to make dumplings. I happily agreed, but in my heart I was thinking, "What if I don't know how to make dumplings? Give it a try!" My mother made the dumplings while making them. speak. First, pick up a round dumpling wrapper, place it gently in the palm of your hand, use chopsticks to pick up some meat filling and place it in the middle, then fold it over and pinch the edges hard. I finally made the first dumpling and put it in the basket. I looked at my mother again. Wow, she had already wrapped six or seven bags. I said, "Mom, you wrapped it so fast. I just wrapped one. Moreover, you wrapped it like a crescent moon. Where is mine?" It's a little general's belly. "My mother said, "Not bad, keep going." I gathered up my confidence, wrapped another one, and put it in the basket for comparison. Hey, it's really on par with my mother's.

After a while, the dumplings were wrapped and ready to be boiled in a pot of boiling water. I felt strange, why do the dumplings float on the water when they are cooked? Suddenly, I remembered what was said in "One Hundred Thousand Whys". When the dumplings were in the boiling water pot, they sank to the bottom of the pot at first. After a while, they all floated up. This is because the dumplings are cooked at the bottom and the wrapping The air in the dumplings has also become hot. The heated air will expand and bulge the belly of the dumplings, so the dumplings will float on the water!

When the dumplings were cooked, I immediately smelled a tangy aroma. When I looked at them again, I saw that the cooked dumplings were like small boats floating on the water. My mother put the dumplings into a bowl and picked them up. He picked one up with chopsticks and put it in my mouth, ah! The dumplings are so fragrant and delicious, so delicious! I'm so happy because my hard work is also contained here.

⑼ The most unforgettable thing: making dumplings, a 500-word essay

As the saying goes, dumplings are not as delicious as dumplings. I especially like to eat dumplings. As long as my mother has time, she will make me a delicious dumpling to satisfy my appetite.

Today is the weekend, Mom

Mom has prepared the noodles and fillings and is about to start making dumplings. I walked into the kitchen and came to Mom

and asked to make dumplings with her. My mother actually agreed.

I washed my hands, rolled up my cuffs, and put on an apron, looking presentable.

I really looked like a chef. I picked up a

dry

good skin and spread it in my left hand. With my right hand

I scooped a spoonful of stuffing and put it on the skin. Fold the skin in half and pinch both sides tightly. But the stuffing was against me, like a naughty child trying to come out to play. Yeah,

The dumpling wrapper was torn, and the stuffing was all over my hands, sticky. I threw this broken dumpling aside and took another piece of skin. This time I accepted the lesson just now and put less stuffing

and then kneaded the skin gently. But it lay down like a body without bones

. I was so angry that I picked up the dumpling and tried to put it away. Unexpectedly, the dumpling broke again. Now I was discouraged and didn’t want to do it anymore.

Mom looked at the two broken dumplings. Instead of being angry, she smiled

and said:

"It seems that I still need some advice from an expert.

"My mother said while demonstrating:

"First, hold the skin with your hands

and form a small basin. Second, put an appropriate amount. Put the stuffing in the center of the basin

Don't put too much stuffing. Third, pinch the edges to make pleats and pinch them hard.

Don't let the stuffing get to the edges. , such dumplings will not break, but they will stand up.

Take your time,

Where there is a will, there is a way. ”

With the guidance and encouragement from my mother,

I wrapped the bags carefully.

As expected, each bag was better than the last. I counted more than a dozen bags. They all feel

that they are great. I asked to eat the dumplings I made. The dumplings were cooked, and I ate them

while mumbling:

"These are the first and second ones, which have become pieces of soup; these are the third and fourth ones, the fillings

There are a few dumplings; this is the fifth or sixth one. It doesn’t look very good, but it tastes pretty good...

Tasting the dumplings I made for the first time,

With the joy of success,

I think dumplings are so delicious!

⑽ A 500-word essay on making dumplings for the first time

I learned how to make dumplings! Making dumplings

The Spring Festival is finally here. I spent the whole day in joy and happiness, but what I remember most is that I learned to make dumplings on the Spring Festival day.

In the morning, I opened my eyes and saw my parents making dumplings. I quickly got up, got dressed, and watched my mother make dumplings. However, after a while, I thought: Every time. I always watch my mother make dumplings, why don’t I experience the fun myself? Just as I was about to open my mouth, two elves seemed to fly out of my ears, and one said: "Hey, Betty, you are too naive." Well, making dumplings is something most people can’t do well. Besides, with your clumsy hands, it’s no wonder you can wrap it well!” Another said: “Betty, you can only know something by experiencing it yourself. Experience it, how do you know if you can wrap it well? ”

So, I mustered up the courage and told my mother my idea.

My mother asked me to sit down first. After she gave me a demonstration, I started to wrap it myself.

I first picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper and put the meat stuffing in it. Then I wrapped the dumpling mouth and the dumplings were ready. However, I found that the dumplings I made were like soldiers. I drooped my head and looked listless. But I was not discouraged. I picked up another dumpling wrapper, put the meat filling in it, and then wrapped the dumpling mouth.

This time, the dumplings I made were not as listless as last time, but in high spirits.

This year is the most meaningful year for me, because during the Chinese New Year, I got to eat the fruits of my own labor.