Unforgettable first 500-word composition.

"First time" is so tempting! At the sight of it, those interesting scenes in the past, like twinkling stars in the sky, like a movie replay, like a string of candied haws in the street, like a layer of waves in the river, floated before my eyes. During the summer vacation, I went to my grandmother's house to live. One day, it is almost noon 12. My cousin and I came back from outside, and our stomachs were growling at us. We found them all asleep. It turns out that grandma's family has the habit of taking a nap again, so we can't bear to wake them up.

So I came up with a good idea: cook by myself. But there is still a difficult problem before me: what should I do? Ah! Let's make the simplest fried rice with eggs.

My cousin went out to return the book, and she pushed this arduous and simple task to me. Cousin is hungry, urge me to hurry.

First of all, I prepared the raw materials, diced the ham sausage and put it in a small basin; Soak green beans in a small bowl; Break three eggs and stir in a large bowl. Everything is ready (fortunately, my mother told me a few tricks before, otherwise we will have to eat "ham and sausage mixed with cold rice" today).

By this time, I had warmed up the pot and the smoke went straight out. In a hurry, I poured the oil into the pot, which was terrible. I only heard a "crackling" sound, and the oil in the pot spilled all over the floor and fell on my hand, which made me shout with pain. I quickly put out the fire and put ice on the spill. Although I was injured by oil, I won't give up easily. I'll keep bombing. I put ham sausage and green beans in it. Stir-fried for a few minutes, a burst of fragrance reached my cousin's nose. She drooled and almost drowned me. I poured the remaining rice into the pot and fried it again. After a few minutes, the rice warms and the rice grains separate. I fried the eggs and put some chopped green onion in them. I want to put the fried rice with eggs in it. I patted my head. By the way, I haven't put salt in it yet. I put the salt in the pot and fried it again. I put out the fire and finally made it.

Although it was hard, tired and hurt, I finally got my first fried rice with eggs. Although it is not too delicious, it is ok, but I believe that with this valuable experience, I will do better next time.

2. The unforgettable first 500-word composition.

There are many firsts in our lives. They are like eternal lights, flashing in my memory forever, and they are like a string of footprints, staying on the road of our growth forever. Today, let me talk about my unforgettable first time! The first time I was cheated was the one that impressed me the most.

I was on duty that day. I wait for my classmates to leave, lock the door and get ready to go home. Just after I stepped out of school, the stall selling amulets caught my attention. I thought to myself, "Dad works outside every day, so buy him an amulet!" " So I carefully selected a blue amulet in front of the booth. At this moment, a little girl came and took a look. She followed me when I paid. "Which class are you in?" She asked me. "Class six, class four." I answered her neatly. ...... So we chatted for a while and walked to the door of the county Committee. She said, "Can you lend me a dollar?" I paused and thought, "Is she a liar? Impossible, look at her so small. " Although I thought so in my heart, I hesitated for a while. Seeing that I was silent, she said, "I'll pay you back in your class." "All right, all right." I took out 1 yuan from my pocket and handed it to her. "Bye-bye, I'll go home first." I walked in the direction of home.

In the afternoon, my friend and I met her while shopping in the bookstore. When she saw me, she quickly said, "I, I forgot my money." Sorry. " Although I knew she was likely to lie to me, I chose to believe her and left with a smile.

One day, two days, I counted the days for fear that she was a liar. It's been a month, and I'm completely desperate. She cheated me and betrayed my repeated trust in her. I really regret it. If I hadn't lent her money, I wouldn't be like this now.

This incident made me understand that it is wrong to judge a person's quality only by his appearance. Society is full of insidious people, and there are knives pointing at you everywhere. Why not give more love? As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world!

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Unforgettable first 500-word composition.

I remember once, I went to my sister's house to play, and we had a good time. Unconsciously, it was already dark.

I said to my sister, "Sister, I'm going home, or my mother will be worried." "Well, it's getting dark, or I'll take you." "No, no" "Do you dare to go alone?" "Dare, I'll go home right away." I said so, but I was worried that my palms were sweaty, but I was too embarrassed to let my sister see me off, so I had to bite the bullet and go by myself. Out of the house, all the way quietly, for fear of disturbing anything. Suddenly I saw two green round things that were still glowing, and I thought, it's so unlucky to meet such a terrible thing, and my heart thumped, as if it were about to pop up. I quickly took a step and ran, banging on the floor. That thing heard the sound and went upstairs with a meow. I breathed a sigh of relief and said to myself, "It turned out to be a wild cat. Scared me to death. "

Finally, I stepped onto the road, the street lamp was on, and my heart was a little more solid. But I always feel that someone is following me. I don't know when a drunk appeared behind me. Suddenly, the scene of drunken people losing their minds and killing people on TV jumped out of sight. I broke out in a cold sweat. Somehow, I walked fast, so did he, and he stopped when I stopped. I ran quickly. Maybe the man was tired and fell asleep on the ground, but my steps didn't stop. Suddenly, with a whoosh, I don't know what I stepped on. I ran away in fear, but it just held my leg. Ghosts? Is it a ghost? I couldn't help but let out a cry and grabbed my hair and ran home. I finally got rid of this terrible thing and looked back timidly. It turned out to be a big sack. I said angrily, "It's all your fault. You scared me."

When I got to the door, I didn't want to be seen by my mother, so I tied my hair at the door and took a deep breath. Somehow, a few drops of water fell on my head, and I remembered the monster who loves to eat children again. Zhou must be the drooling monster who wants to eat me! I grabbed it and broke into the house at once. Mother saw his fresh clothes hanging on my head and said with a smile, "What's the matter?" I took off my clothes and said, "Nothing, I just accidentally pulled it down." "Afraid." I insisted that I didn't. My mother teased me on purpose. I almost cried, and my mother coaxed me.

Everything finally passed, and then I thought about it carefully. In fact, there are no ghosts in the world. I just scared myself. It's just that we are afraid in our hearts. There is no reason to say that from now on, I must bravely walk at night, stride forward, stand up and look up, and you will certainly be able to do it.

4. Never forget the first time

Everyone will have many unforgettable firsts in his life. Maybe it's sad here, but it's sweeter Every time you experience for the first time, you will become mature. Mature you also mean that you have taken the first step to success. My most unforgettable first time was-frying cabbage.

One day, when I came home from school, my parents had not come back. I wanted to surprise my parents, but I thought, fried rice is too difficult. Let's start with the simple, fried cabbage.

I quickly prepared the cabbage, washed it and dried it. Next, like mom, put the cabbage on the chopping board. Start cutting, one knife, two knives ... it doesn't matter if you cut it thicker or thinner. Then turn on the induction cooker and stir fry. Pour oil into the pot and listen to my mother say, "pour some salt, don't boil the pot." I learned to pour some salt again, which really worked.

After a while, the oil was hot, and I poured the meat into the pot again. The meat that just entered the pot was red like jujube at first, and soon became almost the same color. A few pieces of meat were burnt, and I thought, big things are not good. Pour the cabbage into the pot quickly. What a thrilling scene! At this time, there was a "scratching-"sound from the pot. I kept turning with a spatula, and I was as anxious as an ant on hot bricks.

When it was almost ready, I felt that my mother had added soy sauce, monosodium glutamate and salt to the dish ... and I followed suit. The delicious fried cabbage is out of the pot, and I am ecstatic.

After a while, mom and dad came back. I'll show the table to my parents. Mother picked up chopsticks and tasted them, saying, "Yes, my daughter has grown up!" " "My father took another sip.

This is my first time cooking. There are many firsts in life, sometimes difficult and sometimes smooth. We all have to face him, so that our life will be more colorful. ~ a * * * A few articles, I hope everyone can learn and progress, and I hope to adopt the Olympic Mathematics.