Dialogue at the dinner table, composition of Grade One.

Conversation at the dinner table is not only a chat between relatives, but also a love and care for relatives. The following is the dialogue composition (selected 10) that I shared at the Senior One Table. Let's have a look.

Dialogue on the dining table 1 rice, everyone should eat; Dishes are indispensable every day. I like potatoes best, but recently my mother made me eat bitter gourd, the worst thing in the world.

Bitter gourd hurts me enough. My mother really tried everything to make me eat bitter gourd. Look! She started the educational cannonball again: "You should eat more bitter gourd, which is very helpful to your health. Be obedient. " "I don't want to, bitter gourd is too bitter. Who can stand it? " "What? No food? You must eat today, but it's not up to you. Eat quickly. " Mom said viciously. Hum, mom, it will take you 100 years to make me give in! When my mother was serving rice, I secretly put potatoes, yams and meat. Seeing my mother coming back soon, I quietly ran to my bedroom and locked the door. Mom, no matter how nice you are, can you come in? Kick the door open if you dare! You didn't confess, did you? Ha ha ha ha! First round, I won!

I'm happy too soon. At noon the next day, my mother never left the restaurant and blinked at me. Oh, no! I can't escape, no, how can I give in to my mother? Use your head, God never shuts one door but he opens another. Got it! I tried an "empty plan". I pretended to be surprised: "Dad, why are you back?" My mother quickly turned to look. At this moment, a sinister smile appeared on my face. I took the opportunity to quickly put the bitter gourd my mother gave me back on the plate. Mom asked strangely, "Your father didn't come back. What are you talking about? " I pretended to be wronged and said, "Mom, maybe I was wrong!" " "Forget it, you are quick to eat!" Yeah, I'm smug. I didn't expect my clever mother to be defeated by me. The second round is over, and I still won!

Mom is cooking in the kitchen again this time. I really don't know what game she's playing. I can't be careless! "Eat, come and eat." It's finally time for dinner. I'll go to the kitchen to see what's on today. Wow! It smells good. What is this? I have a crush on jiaozi, my favorite jiaozi! I don't care whether I like it or not. I'll start eating right away. 1, 10 20, ah! Finally full, still burping! Mom's jiaozi is delicious! "Ha ha ha ha." Strange, why did mother burst out laughing? I'm confused. "You think you are smart, but you just fell in my ambush! I cut the bitter gourd into thin slices and then wrapped it with stuffing. Unexpectedly, you are trapped. " Alas! I was finally fooled by my mother, but I ate 20 bitter gourd jiaozi, which was delicious, so I stopped being picky about food! At this time, I excitedly said to my mother, "Mom, if you want me to eat bitter gourd again, I will be a bitter gourd jiaozi!" " ! Delicious! ""really? "Mom was surprised." That's right! ""great, I will never calculate you again! "I lost in the third round, but I lost very happily!

The game ended successfully, and both sides were happy. I also got rid of the bad habit of being picky about food.

One night, our family was having dinner. There are delicious small yellow croaker, fresh vegetables and a bowl of refreshing and delicious loofah soup on the table. I drank the loofah soup and remembered the loofah that had blossomed in our yard. "Will the loofah made by our family be more delicious than this?" I asked. "Of course!" Mom said, "I planted it myself! Of course it's better than what I bought. " The younger brother thought about it and asked, "What should I do if I eat too much?" "Give someone away!" Mom said happily. "To whom?" My brother is really asking questions. "Of course I want to give it to grandma!" I rushed to say: "Because it was the towel gourd seedlings cultivated by my grandmother and brought to us. If grandma doesn't give us loofah seedlings, where can we get loofah? "

"Then give it to the flower farmers." Mom said. "Why?" My brother and I were curious and asked in unison. "Because my mother promised to sell flowers, we will give him a few when the loofah is mature." The thing is, one day my mother went shopping and passed by a flower shop. When she went in, she saw that the soil inside was very good and fertile, so she asked the shopkeeper, "Is this soil for sale?" The shopkeeper said, "Not for sale." Mom said, "sell it to me." We planted some loofahs in the yard this year, but the soil in the yard is too poor to bear loofahs. Sell me some of your fertile soil, and I will give you some loofah when they bear fruit! " The shopkeeper smiled and said, "This is not for sale. I'll give you some! " "Mom took some dirty things from the shop.

Mother said, "You must keep your promise. Words must be done, and actions must be fruitful. If you say it, you must do it. Don't talk if you can't do it. No matter how many loofahs are knotted or small, they should be given to flower farmers. If it's not a knot, explain it to him. " "Yes, yes!" My brother and I cried in unison.

While drinking the loofah soup, I imagined the loofah harvest in our family. My brother and I held a lot of loofahs for grandparents, and the flower farmer went over and took them from his mother. ...

One night, my father and mother were having dinner. I ate delicious food and listened to the adults talking about things around me.

Suddenly, my mother helped me get something I didn't like to eat. I gave the rice to my mother again and said, "Mom, I don't want to eat."

The father sitting on the side said angrily, "If you don't eat anything now, how can you study outside in the future!" "

"Why?"

"If you don't eat now, you won't eat anything in the future, and the food in other places is not to your taste. Don't you eat peppers, mice and snakes? " Dad said.

"Can I go to Heilongjiang?" I asked curiously.

"There are hardly any marine fish there." Dad said loudly, "If there is any marine fish, it is not fresh. Can't eat. " Dad paused and continued: "Because all the fish there have to be shipped from here, how far!" " So it won't be very fresh. "

Unwilling, I asked my mother again: "Then I will go to Fujian!" "There are mice and snakes over there." Mother swallowed and continued, "Because it's hot there, too." I was surprised and said to my father, "Then I will go to Sichuan head office!" " "

Dad burst out laughing: "Just you, don't joke with me, they specialize in spicy food there.". Do you eat spicy food? " Dad added, "Oh, by the way, weren't you good at eating spicy food before?" Why not now? "

"This? It's because I used to eat only spicy food at my grandparents' house, so I can only eat like that. Now I seldom eat spicy food at home, so I won't eat it! " I explained. I added, "I just don't know what to eat in the future! " "

Mother said earnestly, "So, you must be picky about food now." After listening to my parents, I should not be picky about food in the future.

At first, our family sat around the table and began to greet each other. Dad asked his grandparents with concern, "Dad, Mom, how are you recently?" "It's okay, don't worry." Then my grandparents asked my father about his work, my study and so on. Then my grandfather told me that it is very important to study in the first grade, but we should also pay attention to rest. In short, it means nothing more than some parents. Soon, grandma and mom brought several delicious dishes one after another, and everyone praised them again and again. Originally, I thought it was rare for a family like Energy Conservation to get together and there should be a lot to say, but as soon as the food was served, everyone gradually became silent. Some began to focus on watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV, while others began to focus on watching the news on mobile phones. The most ridiculous thing is that even the basic link of "eating" is affected. Aunt said: "Wait a minute, please don't take chopsticks first, wait for me to take a photo and send it to my circle of friends." She will not only put the whole table of dishes into beautiful shapes, but also take a "family photo". And take a close-up of each dish. The others are ok, but the two little cousins can't wait to get hungry. Cousin pouted and protested, "What's the point of not eating and taking pictures?" Make everyone happy.

Finally, everyone raised their chopsticks, and there was a silence around the dining table that was inconsistent with the lively atmosphere of the Spring Festival. There is no sound except the sound of the TV and the keystroke of the mobile phone. Occasionally, people see interesting news shared on their mobile phones, but after a few words, everyone becomes quiet. Others have nothing to say, but my cousin really wants to chat with you. They kept shouting, and everyone on the table shouted again, but they didn't get the slightest attention. Finally, my cousin said helplessly, "Why do they ignore us? How about we play together? " So the two children left the dining table gloomily and went to the living room to play with toys.

After dinner, my aunt made us like the photos sent to her on WeChat. So dad found the photo she sent and praised her. I saw the words next to the photo: "It's really fun to have a reunion dinner!" Tonight, however, everyone just wants to do their own thing. There is no laughter at the dinner table, only awkward silence. Can this be called happiness?

Conversation at the dinner table is not only a chat between relatives, but also a love and care for relatives. Now the traffic conditions are much better than before, and reunion is not difficult. However, people generally become impetuous, busy with their own affairs all day, and do not know how to cherish the time of reunion with their families. Therefore, even at dinner time when they should relax and chat with their families, they only pay attention to watching TV and playing mobile phones, and there are fewer and fewer conversations at the dinner table. The meaning of reunion is gradually losing.

It is a beautiful picture for a family to eat together at the dinner table, and the most beautiful thing is the dialogue at the dinner table. I sincerely hope that one day, I can hear a warm conversation at the dinner table again.

Dialogue at the dinner table, composition 5, the first day, "Are you serious in class today? What did the teacher teach? You got it? Is there any problem that you can't learn? Do you have any friction with your classmates? " Mother put a rib in my bowl and looked into my eyes from time to time, as if expecting something. Hearing this series of questions, my back suddenly tightened and I could only try to pass it by. However, my father, as my mother's right-hand man and loyal supporter, didn't let me succeed after gaining insight into my practice. Instead, he put down his chopsticks seriously and waited for my answer, and there was a tense atmosphere around him. I feel my breath is beginning to suppress.

I don't remember when it started, and eating became the task I was most afraid to face every day. Even when I was playing games with my friends, I suddenly heard my family call me to dinner, and my face froze with a cheerful smile. I still vaguely remember my parents taking turns piling delicious food into my bowl, smiling and listening to the children's songs I just learned, vaguely remembering those spoiled eyes and vaguely remembering that happy laughter. However, the wandering years are like a breeze passing through the window, and I even forget when my memory became thin and hazy unconsciously. When did I regard eating as a bloody battle? It was when my parents gathered at the dinner table to discuss their daughter's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and when they pointed at the dinner table with chopsticks and told me whose son was killed by Wen Li. It is when they loudly scold me for my poor grades ... I have to say that my parents can compete with the double-reed actors in eloquence and kill me every time at the dinner table.

At this moment, the family at the table has become an army for both sides to prepare for war. Of course, even if I have allies and sisters, I can't compare with my parents' "impeccable other people's children." My sister and I were depressed after dinner, and there was no trace of happiness at all. I have to say that with the growth of age and knowledge, I know more and more children's songs, but there are fewer and fewer opportunities to perform on the table. The family at the table lacks more fun and laughter, and the life under the rapid drums makes us lack more leisure at the table. I want to say that I can appreciate every care of my family. Maybe sometimes, my family's endless nagging at the dinner table is also a way for my parents to care about my sister and me. In any case, as long as our family gets together like this forever, I will be happy. The family at the dinner table constitutes a part of love.

On the first day of the dialogue at the dinner table, composition 6 "Eat! Eat! " With grandma's call, our whole family sat around the table.

Today's food is very rich, including fish-flavored shredded pork, kung pao chicken, tomatoes and eggs ... but I can't eat it at all, staring at the food with chopsticks. Grandma saw my appearance and couldn't help nagging: "It's really difficult to raise children now. I don't know what I like to eat. This should be put in your father's childhood, not to mention there are so many good dishes. As long as I saw this glistening rice, I would have rushed up to eat it ... "

Then my mother came in with a plate and said to everyone, "Come and try this. This is the shepherd's purse that Sirui and I dug together after school yesterday. It's really pure natural green food. Many people rushed to dig in the ground and finally got these! " I came to my senses and said, "Give it to me! Give it to me! I want to eat wild vegetables! " Dad also put a big chopstick in his mouth and said, "There is no need to catch a wild vegetable. I ate as much as I wanted when I was a child, huh! " But today this tastes really good. I want to eat some more ... "

Grandma also stuffed some into her mouth and said, "why don't you grab it?" When I was a child, wild vegetables were all staple foods, not to mention wild vegetables. Even elm leaves and willow buds are gone, so we don't have enough to eat. We fought for wild vegetables! It's not like putting so much oil, spices, sesame seeds and broken flowers now. At that time, I just boiled it in water and put some salt in it. Sometimes I can't bear to put more salt, let alone how bad it tastes. I don't want to eat for a lifetime! " Say that finish and took a big bite.

Grandpa watched everyone eat enthusiastically and stuffed some into his mouth. He chewed slowly and said to me, "Through this little wild vegetable, we can see the progress of society. When I was a child, I ate wild vegetables because I had no food. Later, with the implementation of reform and opening up, people's living conditions gradually improved. When your father was a child, he could eat well in another way, get some fish and meat from time to time, and forget the wild vegetables. Look at the dishes on this table now, and eat whatever you want. Wild vegetables are brought out because there are no chemical fertilizers and pesticides in wild vegetables, which is more nutritious and healthier! "

"Ha ha! How interesting! Grandparents ate well when they were young, and parents ate well when they were young. Now I want to eat healthily! Grandma, you can't force me to eat big fish and meat all day. For the sake of health, I suggest that the whole family dig wild vegetables together on Sunday. Shall we have a' wild vegetable feast'? " I'm happy to say.

"Good-"everyone replied with one voice, and they ate more vigorously!

Dialogue 7 on the dining table Eating is a happy thing, because I can not only eat the delicious food cooked by my mother, but also hear some new things discussed by adults.

At dinner tonight, I saw my favorite food on the table: shredded pork with fish flavor, chicken wings with cola and beef ............................................................................................................................................. I turned my head and saw my mother's serious expression. I was shocked. I don't know if my mother was angry because I ate, so I timidly asked her, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Mom said with a dignified expression: "I saw a news on the Internet today that a boy was bleeding all over after eating mala Tang, because the boy ate the food that the mouse climbed over or left saliva."

Later, my mother took out her tablet computer and found the news and the picture of the boy lying in the hospital bed. The boy in the hospital bed had chapped lips and swollen face, and there were obvious signs of congestion at the injection site of his right arm. Seeing this horrible scene, I nervously asked, "Is this really caused by eating mala Tang?" Mother nodded heavily.

"Is this what you eat out?" I couldn't help asking again.

My mother stood up and explained to me seriously: "No, as long as the business documents are complete, the sanitary conditions are up to standard and the food quality is good, it will be fine." However, there are many foods that you can't guarantee, such as those egg tarts, French fries and cream cakes. They are sold in your school. Those things are all three-no products, as well as snacks such as spicy strips, bubble gum and inferior milk tablets. I don't know what they are made of. Do you think it is safe? "

I scratched my head and said, "Can't I eat rice flour, potato flour and mala Tang?"

"There is nothing wrong with those things themselves, but most of the raw seafood in mala Tang is sold by unscrupulous merchants, and there is something wrong with the route. There are also stalls selling these things generally without health permits, and the bacteria in stalls are seriously exceeded. After seasoning processing, it is easy to breed bacteria, which is more likely to cause enteritis. " Mother answered seriously.

After listening to my mother's words, I couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. I dare not eat those things again.

From this conversation at the dinner table, I learned a lot, saw the actions of unscrupulous vendors at a deeper level, and felt the drawbacks of supervision. Our country should enact some laws to severely punish these businesses that harm people's health and strengthen supervision. Here, I want to say to those vendors: don't cheat customers, it will eventually harm others and yourself, and eventually you will reap the consequences!

Dialogue at the dinner table The warmth of the eight families is not the "I love you" in American TV series, but the sincerity wrapped behind ordinary words. No matter how you express it, sincerity and truth are enough. -inscription

Who is the person who washes the dishes in your house? In our family, the last person to eat food! To this end, the three of us think about it every day and think about it.

A hearty dinner. "Come, this is seaweed soup." Mother smiled and handed me the soup. If you think she is a good wife and mother, you are wrong! This person is thoughtful and called "strategist". No, she is smiling and handing me soup.

"Well, Dad, you enjoy your meal first!" I took the soup, handed it to my father and said quietly. I am also a "counselor" in our family, but the counselor is only a counselor, and my chances of winning are still great. Those two are so cunning!

"Oh?" Dad is holding the soup, and his eyes are sly. This man is very shrewd, and his golden tongue interferes with trivial matters in the world, which is called "talking" for short.

"Well, not bad." Dad swallowed it in one gulp, quietly took a big bite of rice and said, "It's just too ..."

"Too what?" Mother stopped trying to finish her meal and asked. Taking this opportunity, my father took another mouthful of rice and said, "It's a little salty."

Seeing that there is not much rice left in dad's bowl, "then eat more, don't you value the taste?" Mom said, looking at the little rice in dad's bowl, she smiled meaningfully and put a lot of dishes in it. Dad didn't expect it and complained a lot.

"Yes, yes, dad should eat more." I also added a pile of meat. Facing my help, my father took his time. He snorted cunningly and told a story: "Once upon a time, there was a village where there was a priest and a beautiful girl named Xiao Fang. One day ... "Dad came to an abrupt end here, trying to dig rice in his mouth, but said nothing. I was fascinated by it, and I was dissatisfied with my father's silence. I stopped "eyeing" and half rang before I remembered the "family rules". I was surprised and suspicious. Why didn't my mother say "help"? I looked at it, and my mother's bowl was empty, only to find that my father told a story, "Cover it up to lure the enemy"!

"good! You are in the same boat ... I shouted angrily, but considering that my mother is very busy at work this week, she should relax. Thinking of this, my heart widened a lot and the speed of eating slowed down. Look at dad. He is too slow. He might want to come along. We looked at each other for a while and smiled knowingly.

Little by little, my father and I laughed heartily in the kitchen. ...

The conversation at the dinner table said 9 "Bang!" The heavy schoolbag was thrown on the "innocent" swivel chair and crunched when riding. I walked to the table full of delicious food in dismay and sat down.

At that time, it was the beginning of the extremely nervous junior high school, and the countdown days on the blackboard were reduced by one day, but my grades were always low. I sat in front of my parents' angry and cold eyes with a dim expression, at a loss.

"Tell me about your comprehensive test!" Dad's deep eyes hooked me like a hook, which scared me to death.

"Look at your Chinese exam. The multiple-choice question successfully avoided four correct options! " I held my breath, how dare I laugh at this time.

"If a reading score is fifteen points, ten points will be deducted just for deducting points."

"But I really can't analyze that article." I argued.

"It's almost junior high school, and I can't even answer a reading question. Do you still want to take the North School exam? " Dad convinced me. Listening to dad's scolding, my heart is empty.

Another burst of sudden shooting like a machine gun: "How did you do in your English exam? You got 29 out of 50 points. Are you serious? "

"Is twenty-nine points still low?" I want to argue.

"Shut up, English ranks thirteenth in the class. It's not too low for an English representative to do so badly. " Dad said angrily.

I am ashamed that a table of delicious food has lost its appeal. I felt confused at that time, for example, I couldn't find a lighthouse to guide me in the confused sea. The goal of junior high school has been set, but what else can there be besides going to the North School? If you change your mind now and shake your morale, you won't win in the examination room. I always have no confidence, and my father seems to see my reluctance.

"Don't worry, son. Dad has great confidence in you. As long as you don't give up easily, dad believes you will succeed. " Dad's words are like a dry lake watered by a big river, sweet and refreshing. I can't live up to my parents' expectations, my teachers' expectations, I can't back down, I can't make unintentional hesitation.

This conversation at the dinner table deeply touched me, and I remembered my poor grades again. Now it has become a driving force, giving me the courage and strength to catch up. Like a bulldozer, I came from the group of 1 16, and finally got into the 44th place of North University, and successfully entered this warm family. This conversation is a comfort to the trauma in my heart. When my grades are not good, let me out of the haze, go ahead, climb the peak bravely and do my best!

Dialogue at the dining table Our family of three sat at the dining table. No one spoke, and it was horribly quiet. The TV is on, and there are programs about education. Those excellent teachers, parents and students are sharing their experiences in education and study.

The ancients said, "Eat without words". We seldom talk when we eat. But judging from the present atmosphere, something should happen soon. You see, my mother's old style of chewing slowly is wolfing down; Dad, who usually doesn't like to talk, is even more silent at this time. He coughs a few times from time to time, which seems to be suffocation, but it is more like a warning. At this moment, all three of us are tacitly silent, and no one wants to break this lifeless "nothing to say".

I am so absorbed in the rice in the bowl that I just want to leave this troublesome place. Seeing that the dishes in my bowl are almost at the bottom, my mother can't help it. She put down her chopsticks and walked quickly into my room and took out a book with a gray cover. God, isn't this my War and Peace? When I saw this book, I was even more panicked.

"Give me an explanation!" Mom said loudly. I took a bite of rice and wanted to change the subject. "Oh, this is lev tolstoy's work War and Peace. The plot is ups and downs, and later generations have a high opinion ... ".

"That's not what I'm talking about!" Mother interrupted me seriously. "I found this book under your pillow. Why did you read it during school? Have you reviewed all your lessons? " I muttered, "I have finished my homework and have nothing to do."

"Nothing to do?" The decibel of mother's voice has been raised to a higher level. "Do you read this kind of casual book when you are free?" I said unconvinced: "How can it be said that it is a casual book? This is a masterpiece that can cultivate our sentiments! " "I don't care if it is a masterpiece. You are now a junior high school student, and your study tasks have increased. Reading is good for you, but you should improve your academic performance! Can reading extracurricular books help you get extra points in the exam? " My mother waved her hand, and I said confidently, "Learning writing skills and enriching Chinese knowledge will definitely add points to the composition ..."

"That's enough!" Dad finally spoke, "Have a good meal!" So, my mother and I stopped arguing, and I turned to my father for help. Dad sighed and said to me, "son, your mother is doing it for your own good." I also think you should study the textbook knowledge first ... "

Sure enough! I was silent. The TV at the back is still on: "Encourage children to read more. Reading after class can broaden children's horizons and cultivate their expressive ability ... ""Let me put this book here first. " Mother walked into the bedroom.

I put down my bowl, expecting the roses on the cover to wither one by one. ...