Fried egg sixth grade composition

In real life or work and study, many people have written compositions, which people can use to achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. How to write a good composition? The following is the sixth grade omelet composition I compiled for you. Welcome everyone to learn from it. I hope it helps you.

I have grown so big that my parents always say that I can't do this and that, which makes me have no confidence in myself. So today, I want to surprise them.

When I woke up in the morning and saw my mother going shopping and my father still sleeping, I crept into the kitchen and closed the door-I would quietly cook a real meal myself.

First of all, I observed the whole process of my mother frying eggs and made a "draft" in my mind from beginning to end. Then I lit the gas and poured the oil into the pot. When the blue oil smoke curled up, I broke the eggs and put them in. The egg squeaked and sang, and the transparent egg white turned milky white, like blowing bubble gum, expanding rapidly, surrounded by topaz-like yolk, like a beautiful lace ... Looking at it, I suddenly remembered that I didn't put soy sauce and vinegar, so I rushed to the cupboard to find it. The eggs are finally fried, golden and delicious. I want to try, but I really can't bear to.

After breakfast, I couldn't help laughing at my parents.

"What's wrong with this girl today?" Dad asked.

I said loudly, "I made a plate of eggs!" " "

Mother repeatedly said, "Give it to us!" "

A plate of shiny eggs passed through my hand and served on the table. Dad took a piece and sent it to his mouth. "Taste ..." "How" three words haven't blurted out, my father exclaimed: "When was this egg fried? It seems to be ruined. "

Mom quickly sniffed it with her nose and said, "You didn't put soy sauce, did you?"

"That bottle is still fresh soy sauce!" I was stunned by my parents.

Mother smiled: "silly girl, that's vinegar!" " "

I paused for a moment, and then my nose became sour involuntarily, and tears fell involuntarily. When dad saw this, he picked up another piece and said while eating, "vinegar is a good thing." The doctor said that vinegar eggs can cure all diseases. "

My mother comforted me, but I was not happy at all. ...

I won't do anything so-so!

Last Thursday, I came home from school at noon and called my mother and said, "When will my mother come back?" Mom said, "honey, I won't go back at noon." The company arranged for me to study in Zhengzhou. I'm leaving soon. I have steamed the rice. You can fry an egg yourself. " As soon as I heard it, I was anxious and said, "I can't fry eggs." I am afraid. " Mom said, "It doesn't matter. I'll give you a remote command and tell you how to fry eggs. " Hearing this sentence, I was not afraid, but a little excited, and finally I could cook by myself.

It feels so simple to come to the kitchen and follow the operation process my mother told me on the phone. I'll turn on the gas cylinder switch first and put the wok on the stove. I suddenly turned on the gas. As a result, the fire was too big and flames jumped out of the pot. I quickly adjusted the fire to the right size. At this time, I feel that frying eggs is not so easy. I put a little oil in the pot. After a while, I saw smoke in the wok. There are many small bubbles like small fish blowing on the water. I think the oil is hot, so I break the eggs carefully. Because I was nervous, I poured the eggs out from the bottom of the pot. Suddenly, the wok made a "crackling" sound, and the egg yolk blossomed and spilled a few drops of oil. Fortunately, the oil is neither very hot nor very hot. At this time, the oil is getting hotter and hotter, and I can smell the smell of eggs. Egg whites and yolks slowly solidify. I sprinkled some salt on it, then picked up a shovel and turned the egg over, making a hissing sound again. After a while, the egg white turned white, the yolk did not move, like a small sun, and the sides of the protein were a little yellow. I sprinkled some salt and turned off the fire. I scooped up the eggs and put them on the plate, watching my achievements. "How happy!" ! I have tasted it. Wow, it's a little salty. I quickly reported my achievements to my mother. Mom said, "It doesn't matter. It is just right with white rice. It should be more fragrant to eat your own dishes. "

When I learned to fry eggs, I also understood a truth: things that look simple are not necessarily easy to do! So what seems difficult must be difficult to do? Only by doing it yourself can you know the answer, not by your own imagination!

Fried eggs are delicious and nutritious after eating for a long time. Today, I finally got my mother's permission, and I can finally cook and fry eggs for my mother.

Under the guidance of my mother, I prepared Hong Tailang brand special saucepan, salt, monosodium glutamate, oil, eggs and other materials, and started my fried egg journey.

Let me turn on the gas stove first. Just listen to "Cha", the blue flame is singing and licking the bottom of the pot happily. The pot was hot. I put two spoonfuls of arowana salad oil into the pot, and I only heard a "scoff". The oil in the pot began to bubble, and slowly the bubbles rose more and more, rising faster and faster, and there was a "scratching" sound all the time. After a while, smoke came out of the pot. I immediately picked up a grass egg and patted it on the edge of the bowl. I heard the egg crack with a bang. I broke it with my hand, and a glittering and translucent baby jumped into the pot from the cradle. With a crash, the oil seemed frightened and ran into the pot. I saw that the translucent egg white gradually expanded and turned white, as if to put a layer of white lace on the golden yolk. Seeing that one side of the egg was almost cooked, I carefully turned it over and put some seasonings such as monosodium glutamate. Then, I quickly took out a white plate and put the eggs in it. I cooked several other fried eggs in the same way, then sprinkled a little green parsley, and finally cooked them.

My mother smelled fried eggs from a distance, so she ran over. At the first sight, she couldn't help exclaiming, "It's delicious! Awesome! "

This fried egg taught me a truth, as long as you insist, you can do everything well.

I like to eat anything delicious in the world, and I like fried eggs best. Golden eggs give off a strong fragrance. When I smell the smell of eggs, my saliva will run down.

One day, my parents are going to buy daily necessities, and I am alone at home. Before my parents left, they said to me, "If you are hungry, fry some eggs yourself." I thought to myself, "I haven't fried eggs yet, and now I can show my talents!" " "

I was playing alone and felt a little hungry, so I remembered what my parents said to me and decided to fry eggs myself.

Here we go. I'm going to take the pot away and put it on the stove. I'll turn on the gas button. I'll take my hand back right away. Hey, why is the fire gone again? I pressed the switch of the fire again, twisted it again and pulled my hand back. On fire, I jumped for joy! The pot was hot, so I carefully poured the oil into it, and the oil danced in it. I jumped back and scared me to death! I put the eggs in the pot. After a while, I didn't notice that the fire was too big, and the white eggs turned into black eggs and burned!

I failed the first time, so I decided to do it again. I turned on the fire again, carefully poured the oil into the pot, put the eggs in the pot, and then slowly turned over after the eggs changed color. Finally blew up! Eggs, like sunflowers, give off a strong fragrance and look delicious. I carefully put the eggs on the plate and on the table, and slowly tasted my work. I am very happy. My fried eggs are as delicious as my mother's! I ate a plate of eggs at once.

From then on, I not only learned to fry eggs, but also learned all kinds of fried eggs: chopped eggs, fried eggs with shallots, poached eggs … I also learned a truth: nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb.

On Sunday, mom and dad went out. Hey-no, my stomach started to get upset when my parents left, and it was an empty plan. I think; There are no snacks at home. Let me make an fried egg!

First of all, I took out four big round eggs from the refrigerator and poured oil on the pot ... 1 "pa", my naughty little brother pricked a hole in my finger and the yolk water flowed straight out. I thought to myself: at present, it's not good. I'd better turn off the stove and clean it up before filling my stomach.

I learned the last lesson on the second egg. First, I hit the egg on the lid of the pot and heard a "carton". Then the eggshell is gently and slowly opened. The whole egg slipped into the pot smoothly and exploded immediately, forming a "small sun", which is representative. It looks good. No, it smells good! I heard my mother say: when frying eggs, it is not delicious to continue frying without adding some soy sauce, so I quickly found some soy sauce and poured it. Wow! It smells good. Turn the eggs over quickly ... Huang Cancan's delicious fried eggs are finally born. I put it away carefully. It is like a work of art, lying quietly in a white porcelain plate. It's beautiful, I really can't bear to eat it! I fried another egg for my mother, but according to my mother's habit, I didn't give soy sauce. How about fried eggs for my father? Hehe, I gave a lot of spices, including pepper, ketchup, soy sauce and mustard sauce ... I was dizzy at the thought that my father would eat this "mixed" egg. ...

At this time, mom and dad came back. As soon as they entered the door, they were frightened by the lampblack all over the house and were immediately impressed by the fragrant aroma. They all said, "Who cooked the fried eggs at this time? It smells good! " I walked past with two plates of fried eggs. My parents opened their mouths wide. Are they surprised or laughing? Or can't wait to eat fried eggs? Ha ha!

There are many firsts in life: talking for the first time, learning to walk for the first time, flying for the first time ... The first time is unforgettable, because it is an unprecedented fresh experience for you. It is like a bud that blooms for the first time, and there is always a sweet fragrance lingering in people's hearts.

Today, I fried eggs for the first time. I benefited a lot from frying eggs this time, which made me feel that only through my own efforts can I get the best results.

I started frying eggs. I brought a pot and shovel, put it in the pool, washed away the aggradation, put the pot on the stove, and lit it ... Hey, why can't I hit it? Oh, by the way, dad has to press the "button" when cooking! I learn from my father's appearance: cross my waist, press the button and twist it again.

I was about to put oil in it when it suddenly occurred to me that both water and oil would "fry" in the pot. I immediately put the oil on the table, and then wiped off the water droplets hanging on the shovel.

When the pan is dry, I put the oil into the bowl and pour it bit by bit, just in case something happens. One scoop, two scoops, three scoops ... Ah! It doesn't matter if the oil is spilled outside. Make up another spoonful! After draining the oil, I stood by and waited for the oil to heat up.

When the oil was hot, I knocked the egg against the edge of the pot and it cracked with a crisp sound. I opened the skin of the egg, and the egg fell from the air, only to hear "Hua, Hua, Hua, wow ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… After a while, I turned it back to "side A" and turned it over several times. The fried eggs were all freshly baked! I deliberately put a rag on my shoulder and said, "Serve, Xiao Er!" "

Dad ate fried eggs and said, "Well, it's fine." Now you know the hard work of cooking with your mother! "I said jokingly," Yes, I know, it's warm! " "I also took a bite of fried eggs. The taste stayed in my mouth and the taste was hidden in my heart. ...

I learned to fry eggs this summer vacation.

At noon on a Sunday in summer vacation, I just finished my homework and walked out of the room. I saw my mother busy in the kitchen. I think: children of my age can cook and cook, but I have never done it. Let my mother teach me to cook. Actions speak louder than actions, so I ran to the kitchen at once.

When I came to the kitchen, I solemnly said to my mother, "Mom, I'm going to learn to cook today. Please teach me." "Well, since you want to learn, let's start with the simplest fried eggs." Mom agreed. I'm so happy.

"Oil, spatula and eggs should be prepared first ..." I did as my mother said. The first step is to clean and wipe the pot, and then oil it. The second step is to put down the eggs. I scrambled to break the egg and pour the egg white and yolk in.

"Remember, there can't be water …" Mom didn't finish, but she heard the voice of "Little Chef Hippo". It turned out that the water on the shovel fell into the oil pan, and then a few drops of oil flew to my hand. "Oh!" I let out a cry and wiped my hands quickly.

Looking at my red hands, I really want to escape from this dangerous kitchen, but this is what I asked to learn. How can you give up halfway? I continued to fry eggs. Under the guidance of my mother, I shoveled off the bottom of the egg to prevent it from sticking to the bottom of the pot. "Ok, now turn the egg over." Mother said aside, I put the shovel under the egg, but there is a brown egg playing games with the shovel. When the spatula touches it, it turns, but the spatula won't move. Finally, with the help of chopsticks, the spatula finally succeeded. Turn the egg over gently and quickly, and the other side of the egg will turn golden yellow as soon as it touches the pot, making the sound of "hippo chef". I carefully turned the egg in the pot to prevent it from getting bigger.

Before long, a delicious poached egg was fried. When I bite it, it tastes delicious. My own cooking tastes really good. I will learn to cook more and let my parents taste it.

Every Saturday, I sleep in and then get up to do my homework. But today, my parents want me to learn to fry eggs!

Get up early in the morning and go to the kitchen to start "work" I carefully took out an egg from the refrigerator and hurried to the bowl. Unexpectedly, when the soles of my feet slipped, the eggs flew out of my Wuzhishan immediately. I want to do the air relay, but it's too late. I can only watch the eggs fall to the ground and then "smash". I didn't want to sacrifice an egg, so I took another egg and started working. "

I broke the egg, and the egg white wrapped in yolk flowed down, which made people drool. Then I mixed the eggs and began to put oil!

I took a bucket of salad oil and poured a little, which is not enough!

Pour a little more, yeah!

Too much, forget it, that's all. I poured the prepared eggs into the pot. In that short second, I suddenly remembered that I didn't put salt in it. I quickly put the salt into the pot, and the pot caught fire immediately. It's really burning. When the fire went out, a small bubble appeared on the egg. Out of curiosity, I touched the bubble with my hand, and my hand was burned red. Oil is jumping around like a group of naughty children.

After dozens of seconds, I thought I had put less salt just now, so I put a little more. When I saw that the eggs were almost ripe, I couldn't wait to have a taste. It was so salty that I rolled and crawled towards the glass ... Through this omelet, I realized my parents' hard work and learned to fry eggs. (I can't say that I have learned, I can only say that I have learned.) I will fry an egg for my parents every time I eat. Delicious!