The story composition at the dinner table is 300 words.

1. The story composition at the dinner table is 300 words.

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2. The story composition on the fourth grade composition table (eating western food)

Article 1 The story on the dining table is 300 words.

One day, when my family was having dinner happily, I ate quickly in order to go out to play. Grandpa saw it and stared at me seriously, asking me to pick it up. I thought it was dirty, so I said unwillingly, "How dirty it is to spill it on the table!" " How to eat! Besides, I didn't mean to. Grandpa said, "haven't you learned the poem" weeding "?The grain was obtained by the farmer's uncle who braved the hot weather with his back to the loess in the sky. It's hard to get it. Did you see that the farmer's uncle's blood and sweat were all in vain? In the past, we didn't have enough food and warm clothes, so we were not as good as cattle and horses. I had to go out to help adults when I was very young. Now you live a happy life and don't know how to cherish it. " After listening to grandpa's words, my face flushed and I quickly picked up the rice scattered on the table and ate it.

I will never forget that day. I will never waste food again. The dining table is always clean, and there is nothing left in the bowl, which forms a good habit of thrift.

The second story at the dinner table, 500 words.

My brother came to my house to play today. My brother and I are playing pk games. Just as we were having the best time, mom came. Just at this time, I was invited to dinner. Of course, I don't want to, but my mother's life is inviolable. I agreed. We came to the table, watching delicious food and interesting games. Alas! It really puts me in a dilemma!

I ate more than half a bowl, and I said to my mother, "but I can't eat the rest." Mom, please. " Mom was angry and said, "No, you just know how to play." My mother said to me, "Don't do anything by halves, you must finish what you started, right?" You can play after eating.

Mom said interestingly, "I once heard a story." Once again, a player kept ahead in a swimming competition, but he swam for a long time without reaching the finish line. He is very tired. Besides, it just rained and he couldn't see the track clearly. So he slowly lost confidence, so he gave up the game. " When he reached the shore, he saw that there was less than 50 meters from the finish line. He regretted it very much, but it was too late. Don't you really eat like me? Throw it away if you can't finish it. It is neither economical nor finished.

Mom's words made me understand the importance of finishing what I started. Knowing the function of beginning and ending, my mother once said, "Starting and ending are not only a good habit, but also an indispensable condition in life." I benefited a lot this weekend. Mom's right. This is a good habit. I must not give up halfway in the future. I must finish the work I started. Am I right?

The third story at the dinner table, 400 words.

When eating at the dinner table, my mouth is like a funnel, which leaks while eating. In the blink of an eye, there is rice everywhere in the bowl, and my mother often criticizes it. No, at the dinner table today, I made this old habit again.

As soon as I finished eating in the bowl, my mother frowned and said rudely, "Oh, why do you eat like this again?" Pick up the rice that fell on the table and eat it clean. "

I didn't mean to. Besides, all the rice grains on the table are dirty! I argued fiercely.

"Come on, be good, eat quickly." Mom may have found that the tone was too urgent just now, so she held back the fire and said softly.

"With this rice grain, waste will be wasted." My answer is ungrateful. "If you don't eat clean today, I won't be polite!" Mom's fire is on, she snapped. Seeing that the situation was not good, I had to pick up rice one by one and send it to my mouth until there was nothing on the table.

But after eating, I feel very uncomfortable. I went to ask my mother, "Mom, why did you let me eat again?" Isn't it just a few grains of rice? " Mother said calmly, "Do you know how much effort farmers have put into making us eat?" ! Think for yourself how we should cherish food.

What happened at the dinner table today made me understand that we should cherish food with practical actions!

3. Synthetic fish on the dining table

Wow, the composition I want to write this week is the same as yours! I'm also thinking about how to write it.

The following are two different situations about fish. Please choose one of them and write a short essay, which can be written from the perspective of "people" or "fish" and is limited to 200 to 300 words. (Push Zhen in 88 years)

Fish on the table

[2] Fish in a fish tank

Practical analysis

This paper defines two situations and two angles. When writing, you can imagine yourself as a fish on the table or in an aquarium; You can also look at the fish on the table or in the fish tank from the perspective of people. Do you have any special views? When writing, although you must strictly abide by the provisions of the situation and angle, you can travel freely in the development of your thoughts.

You can consider it according to the above tips. I can only give you so much help. Sorry, I hope I can help you.

Wait, I found it:

The fish on the plate on the dining table is loyal to Lai Chengyu.

Remove the scales first, then bake them in the oven and sprinkle some powdered sugar. That's the end of my self-introduction

My life has not been so easy since a fisherman who is proficient in fishing beat me in my game of procrastination with him. I hate that I didn't drag it down! This will not only save my life, but also comfort my hard-working piranha uncle!

After I made it up, I put it in the freezer of the restaurant with other fish compatriots. I can't go out to play until one day the guest ordered a "grilled fish dinner", but I don't want to say that I'm not playing in the sea, but swimming in people's stomachs. When I heard this sentence, I realized that this was the gateway to the region. I hope I'm not lucky next time.

What a good guess! Sure enough, I went to the plate, but the person who ate me seemed to be a judge. At least I can take a picture with the judge before I go into the belly. I hope my father will be honored to see my shadow in the newspaper.

You can press this to change it.

4. Write a story between my parents and me with a happy event as the topic, with a composition of 300 words.

I think happiness is actually a very simple thing. That is to have a happy home. It is a happy thing that the family can get together to chat, talk and laugh every day. I am very happy now because I have such a family. There are me, my father, my mother and my younger brother who is less than three months old in this family.

I remember one day when I was a child, my mother bought a large piece of beef from the supermarket and cooked it in braised beef. Mother cooked the beef and put it on the dining table. She said that she would go out with her father and come back soon. Before leaving, my father specifically told me: "Don't steal beef! Be careful to steal your little feet and turn them into cattle feet. Be sure to wait for us to come back and eat together. " I trusted my father and nodded gently and said, "Don't worry! I will wait for you to come back and eat together. "

But I can't stand the temptation of braised beef. Shortly after my father left, I ran barefoot to the table and stole some beef. When you are full, you can lie on the sofa and watch cartoons contentedly.

After a while, my feet itched a little. At this time, my father's words echoed in my ears, and I was in distress situation. At this time, mom and dad came back. My mother saw me look embarrassed and asked, "What's the matter with you?" I told the story in detail. Hearing this, mom and dad both covered their bellies and burst out laughing. I was confused by their laughter. "I mean, I want you to wait for us to have dinner together. You are quick to see how your feet itch? " Dad said. It turns out that my foot was bitten by a mosquito. At this moment, I couldn't help laughing.

I think: as long as you have a happy family. No matter what happens, whether it is fun or embarrassing, it will make people feel happy. Isn't it?

5. Composition: 300 words of troubles at the dinner table

In a stressful day's life, the most relaxing and enjoyable time is dinner time. There are not only delicious dishes, but also relaxed topics and happy mood on the dining table in our family.

Why is it a delicious dish? Because every meal is carefully prepared by grandma. She calculated the time for us to go home and prepared rich dishes so that we could have a delicious hot dinner as soon as we got home. You see, the eggs are fried golden, the vegetables are fried green, and the soup is fragrant and fresh. Take a sip and your eyebrows will really fall off. From the simple home cooking, I saw how careful and attentive my grandmother was when cooking!

At the dinner table, we all opened our own chatterboxes and told everything we saw and heard during the day. Grandma is talking about the accumulated experience of housework in a day, and occasionally she will talk about what we have done badly, so that we can correct it; Mom and dad are talking about what happened in the company, such as what we did today, what difficulties we encountered, and how to overcome them ... I am the one who talks the most at the dinner table, and I can't wait to pour out what happened in school and talk there with relish. We will also tell jokes, guess riddles and compare brain teasers to let the whole family use their brains and relax.

After such an interesting dinner, everyone will forget the fatigue and troubles of the day and happily devote themselves to self-study in the evening.

The endless stories on our dinner table constitute the warmest moments and scenes in our family.

6. Form proposal (300 words)

My brother came to my house to play today. My brother and I are playing pk games. Just as we were having the best time, mom came. Just at this time, I was invited to dinner. Of course, I don't want to, but my mother's life is inviolable. I agreed. We came to the table, watching delicious food and interesting games. Alas! It really puts me in a dilemma!

I ate more than half a bowl, and I said to my mother, "but I can't eat the rest." Mom, please. " Mom was angry and said, "No, you just know how to play." My mother said to me, "Don't do anything by halves, you must finish what you started, right?" You can play after eating.

Mom said interestingly, "I once heard a story." Once again, a player kept ahead in a swimming competition, but he swam for a long time without reaching the finish line. He is very tired. Besides, it just rained and he couldn't see the track clearly. So he slowly lost confidence, so he gave up the game. " When he reached the shore, he saw that there was less than 50 meters from the finish line. He regretted it very much, but it was too late. Don't you really eat like me? Throw it away if you can't finish it. It is neither economical nor finished.

Mom's words made me understand the importance of finishing what I started. Knowing the function of beginning and ending, my mother once said, "Starting and ending are not only a good habit, but also an indispensable condition in life." I benefited a lot this weekend. Mom's right. This is a good habit. I must not give up halfway in the future. I must finish the work I started. Am I right?

7. I cook for the first time (composition 300 words)

Cook for the first time

I did many things for the first time, but the most interesting thing was that I cooked for the first time.

Once mom and dad were not at home, and it was almost noon and they hadn't come back yet. I just want to surprise my parents. I usually eat ready-made food. Today, I will cook dinner for my parents. There is no need to cook porridge. There are steamed buns in the refrigerator. Just heat it in the microwave oven. What can I fire? Seriously, I can't fry other dishes, but I can fry eggs. Scrambled eggs then!

Do as you say. I put the eggs in a bowl, add some salt, and then stir them with chopsticks. After the eggs in the bowl are beaten evenly, I put the oil pan on the gas, light it and put oil on it. After the oil is hot, I pour the eggs in the bowl into the pot and turn them over with a shovel to cook. Two minutes later, a plate of scrambled eggs from Huang Chengcheng is delicious.

Hardly had I put the plate on the table when the door opened and my parents came back. "What is delicious and smells so good?" They said with one voice. "Of course, it is my favorite scrambled eggs. I made it myself this time. How about trying my craft? " . My mother smiled and said to me, "son, you are great!" " When I was this age, scrambled eggs were always fried. "He picked up chopsticks and took a bite." Delicious, delicious. "Dad also rushed over and tasted it." Smell it. It smells good. "Looking at the way they gobble, my heart is beautiful.

From then on, whenever I have time, I will take the initiative to go to the kitchen. On the one hand, you can hone your cooking skills, on the other hand, you can give your parents more surprises. Now my cooking level is really good.

8. 300-word composition on the custom of going to the table in Judah

Once grandpa cooked a meal, and my sister and I played while eating. Just when I was having fun, suddenly, I bumped into the bowl and it fell. Fortunately, I reached out to protect the bowl, but the rice fell all over the floor. After eating for a while, I was about to watch TV when my grandfather stopped me with a straight face: "Tianshun, you have one more thing to do!" " "I was shocked and stammered," I ... didn't do anything well ... "Before I finished, my grandfather pointed to the rice that fell to the ground and said," This is it, there are many in it! "After hearing what he said, I thought absently," There is enough food at home, so why make a mountain out of a molehill! "But I looked up and saw my grandfather was angry, so I had to go over and bow my head to pick up rice grains.

When I finished picking up the cloth, my grandfather pulled me to his side and said, "What you just fell on the ground was more than three ounces of rice!" " If the whole country1300 million people are like you, how much food will be wasted? Huh? You calculate, if it's such a waste, a * * * will cost 150 million Jin, how much is this! It can feed more than 50,000 people for two years. What a pity to waste so much! "Grandpa's words make my face hot.

At this time, my grandmother came over and said to me earnestly: "Tianshun, life is sweet and does not forget the bitterness of Huanglian, wealth does not forget frugality!" Grandma's words made my neck burn. My uncle nodded and then said, "You have learned the ancient poem Mohe, so you can recite it and explain it!" " Seeing the anxious expressions of people around me, my eyes are moist. With the recitation of "mowing at noon, sweating", tears finally rolled down my eyes. ...

Yes, it is shameful to waste food! The scene at the dinner table benefited me a lot. From then on, I

Stories on the dining table

My mother came to me and said, "It's time for dinner." "I'll go right away." I yelled.

At the dinner table, she asked, "How many words did you recite? Pretending to have a plan, I replied, "It's almost over!" "How many pages?" Mom asked.

Seeing that the cloven foot is about to show, * * * won't stop there, tell the truth: "It's not over yet!" I thought I couldn't escape my mother's "eye-catching", but I felt very strange: my mother exposed me, not only not angry, but also let me eat! I forgot to think so much and took a big bite.

My mother's careless appearance made me think that my mother planted evil. I asked my mother, "I haven't finished reciting it." Why aren't you angry? " Mother didn't answer, just smiled. This move of my mother made me more curious. I asked again and again before my mother said, "I am not lifeless." You didn't finish your homework, so it is wrong. But instead of admitting your mistake, you lied to me. Making you do your homework so late is already punishment. Just because I let you eat doesn't mean I protect you. As the saying goes,' time and time again, not time and time again'. I hope you will remember this lesson. But after dinner, you have to do your homework! "

After listening to this sentence, although reluctant, my heart is warm. ...

At the dinner table, there are many stories, and each story has its own connotation!

9. A quarrel at the dinner table is picky about food.

When the hour hand points to 12, the tableware is alive. They went to the dinner table for a meeting to discuss who should be responsible. The rice bowl spoke first: "I should be the boss, and no one is more important than me." Because the host can't eat without me. "Chopsticks brothers shouted angrily," why? The host can't have food without us. " "Hum! What are you? The thin body is too fragile! " The spoon snorted contemptuously. The colander also said, "Without me, all the fried things made by the master can't get rid of oil, and the food is not delicious. "Do you think I should be a leader?" ……

All the tableware shouted not to be outdone, and finally they simply fought. "Pa" all the tableware fell to the ground, except chopsticks, forks and other tableware that is not easy to break, and everyone else was injured.

After this incident passed, they sighed: "If I had known today, why should I have!" "

This story tells us that everyone has his own advantages and disadvantages, so we should learn from each other and work together.

Practical life:

A quarrel at the dinner table

My mother and I had a really interesting argument at the dinner table today. Please listen to me slowly.

In the evening, my mother and I sat at the table, eating and chatting happily about what happened at school. Just when I said the word "so big", my mother suddenly interrupted me and said, "What is Ruo big? This is obviously Li Daxiao. I was blindsided at will. How could it be Li Da!

"No, it's Ruo." I argued confidently.

"How is it possible!" Hearing my excuse, my mother also strengthened her choice. Seeing my mother's resolute appearance, my heart can't help trembling slightly and I'm a little scared. I don't want to lose to my mother in pronunciation again. I thought that my mother laughed at me severely and turned "Do Not Disturb" into "Don't play well". After that, I was very unwilling and tried to make my mother ugly, but I never succeeded. Today is my chance, but my mother's behavior makes me want to back down. What if I'm wrong again?

"Impossible, I clearly remember that it was Ruo." I whispered guiltily.

"What, it's Li Da"

"Ruo is big."

"Li is a big shot."

……

"Gambling!"

"good!" My mother readily agreed, and the firmness of that tone scared me into a cold sweat.

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"Look it up in the dictionary!" After repeated fruitless arguments, I came up with this wonderful idea. At this point, delicious food is in front of me, but I can't take care of them anywhere and want to compete with my mother as soon as possible. But just when I took the first step to prepare for learning, I took it back reflexively. What if I am really wrong? I don't want to receive the last treatment. At this moment, my mother's sarcastic voice sounded behind me: "It seems that you lost again this time, and you know half the words." Oh, mom, you stopped talking long ago, and you weren't kidding. Do you have to say it when my heart is in conflict? Mom, let's fight to the end today!

I rushed to the study for fear that I would go back on my word if I slowed down a little. I went to the study and found the dictionary. I want to know the answer quickly and compete with my mother, but I want to slow down. In case I'm wrong ... thinking about it, my hand clutching the dictionary trembled nervously. I opened the dictionary, and it was time to witness the victory or defeat. I closed my eyes and hoped that a miracle would happen after I opened them. 3, 2, at that moment, the air solidified and solidified in this tense atmosphere. 1 ... I quickly opened my eyes and secretly said to myself, "It's better to have a long pain than a short one, and I'm going to die again." Oh, my God, I won. Very Ruo, very Ruo.

I came to my mother with a dictionary in my hand and said with ecstasy, "Mom, you can't believe that you, a teacher of an open university, were defeated by your daughter whose pinyin is not very good." Haha, I finally got my revenge ... "I was a hundred times happier than winning five million." Mom, look, look, it's ruo, hehe! "My mother was being countered at will. Just now, her firm expression disappeared. My mother quickly took the dictionary and read it again for fear that I was wrong. As a result, it was written in the dictionary, and my mother was speechless at once. And I saw my mother's lost eyes, but I smiled rudely. Who told me I was the winner?

I have a dictionary, which makes me win. I looked left and right, immersed in the joy of victory and the pleasure of arguing with my mother. ...