Excellent ingredients of popcorn

No matter in study, work or life, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. Writing a composition is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is an excellent composition of popcorn that I arranged for you. Welcome to draw lessons from and refer to. I hope it helps you.

The excellent composition of popcorn 1 is outside our community, and there is a mobile stall. The stall owner is a 60-year-old grandfather who sells popcorn, but the grandfather is very responsible:

Grandpa's business is very slow, and few guests come. Sometimes after a morning, he didn't buy a pack. Once, my father and I went to take a bath together. The bathing place is very close to my home, only a dozen meters. It's so hot that I can't stand walking for tens of meters. Grandpa sat in the shade of a tree and shouted from time to time, "The popcorn is sold!" " "The voice is hoarse. Curious, I walked over and found what grandpa was eating. Oh, my God! Grandpa ate popcorn that didn't explode. I have tasted it. It's really bad and hard. Grandpa is over sixty, and his teeth are almost falling out. He eats very hard, and sometimes he washes down with water if he can't bite. I was moved, and two lines of pearl-like tears welled up in my eyes. My father was also very moved and gave me two yuan to buy a bag. I walked up to my grandfather and said, "Grandpa, I want to buy a bag of popcorn. "Grandpa told me that I was the first one to buy his popcorn today, and said," Pick anything, pick a big one. "At this time, I found that the popcorn my grandfather bought was much heavier than others. I turned over and found that there was no bag of popcorn. I picked a big one, paid for it, and was about to leave. Who knows, grandpa said, "I didn't choose this bag." "Say that finish, he took it, put on white gloves and checked it carefully. Sure enough, he picked one. After picking it, he said to me, "I didn't pick it well." If you can't open it, come back and get another pack. "I am very excited. After I left, my grandfather began to eat those terrible popcorn as usual.

Perhaps, unexposed popcorn is a bad thing in our eyes, but it is a good thing in grandpa's eyes. Looking back, I saw grandpa's heart. What a simple grandfather he is! I would rather let myself eat bad food than let other customers suffer. Maybe this is a "permanent prison"!

There is a delicious food called popcorn, which is full of color, flavor and taste. It tastes memorable and smells mouth watering. Who can resist its delicious taste? I'm going to cook this delicious food myself today!

Many people agree that popcorn is complicated, but it is not. Although it looks complicated, it is really simple to do! First, put butter and sugar into hot oil and stir with chopsticks. Soon, oil will start to bubble. After they are completely dissolved, the washed corn will be put into the pot. In less than a minute, the corn began to deform! Scratch, put the lid on again, I'm afraid it's too late! Corn people jumped up and smashed the lid, like lively children, and soon they dressed up collectively and turned into popcorn!

This kind of corn with good makeup is really eye-opening, lying on a plate like a blooming peony flower. You are next to me, I am next to you, whispering together, and the blooming body is mixed with a hint of golden yellow, which makes people want to take a bite! What a story is diusim in Gourmet!

Not only beautiful, but also very fragrant! Chew it in your mouth, it's crisp, sweet but not greasy, and you can smell its fragrance far away. I can't eat enough! It is said that it also has a magical effect, which can make unhappy people suddenly laugh! This is one of the reasons why I admire it! Not only children like popcorn, but also adults and the elderly like its sweet taste! Whether playing cards or watching TV, you will always take one in your hand to savor the sweetness of popcorn!

It is such an ordinary snack, but it draws everyone's heart. Sitting on the balcony, enjoying the sunshine and eating delicious popcorn, why not?

Excellent composition of popcorn 3 Speaking of popcorn, its crisp taste and sweet taste will make people drool. Children must love popcorn, but have you ever made popcorn yourself? Today, I personally made popcorn, which was really interesting!

I remember before, popping popcorn seemed to be a profession. They walked up and down the street to make a living. They first put the corn in a small stove and burned it with a big fire. Ten minutes later, there was a loud bang, which scared everyone to cover their ears. At this moment, someone shouted, "All right!" Everyone will rush over and harvest delicious food from linen bags like boa constrictors. It feels beautiful.

Now, I have a bag of compressed corn beans in my hand, flat and hard like a small stone. I can't imagine how it exploded. So, I read the instructions carefully, carefully opened the outer packaging bag, spread the corn beans stuck together, put them in the microwave oven, pressed the button, and sat by and waited patiently. When I first put it in, it didn't change, just slowly rotating on the tray. Just halfway through, I heard a crackling sound inside, like setting off firecrackers. With the sound, the bag slowly swelled and became more and more bulging, as if someone had blown it, and a strong smell of milk floated out. Gradually, the crackle disappeared and the popcorn exploded. The whole process took less than three minutes, which was incredible. Take out the popcorn, the bag is hot, the heat is constant, and the aroma is overflowing, just like a big bread just baked! My mouth is watering and I can't wait to open the bag. Originally a bag full of small corn beans exploded like magic, and the milky "flowers" were in full bloom, which was very attractive. I can't wait to eat them all and have a good time.

I didn't expect the gap between the past and the present to be so big. Now the rapid development of science and technology has brought a lot of convenience to our lives.

On Sunday of the weekend, I finished my homework early and came to the TV. Turn on the set-top box, turn on the TV power, and lazily lean back on the sofa to watch TV. I switched to Central 1, which is a program that challenges the Guinness Book of Records. A man is challenging his miniature popcorn machine. This reminds me of my childhood.

I lived on the top of the mountain at that time. I should be in grade one or grade two. At that time, I was already going to school alone. One day at noon, when I came home from school, I saw an old man of about fifty popping popcorn on the roadside. He was there for the next few days. Mother saw that I wanted to eat, so she asked me to take some money and rice to the old man. I had a sweet tooth, so I told him to put some sugar in everything, and he agreed.

I watched him do it. He first put the rice in the stove, added some sugar and covered the stove. Turn the stove with your left hand and pull the bellows with your right hand. I then looked at his hand, which was covered with cocoons. It should have been made of popcorn for many years!

After a few minutes, the popcorn is almost ready. He lifted the stove, slammed the lid open and poured white popcorn out of it. I went home happily, ate at home and thought about going tomorrow.

The next day, I went to see the old man again and brought money and rice as before. This time, I observed him more carefully. His dark body and bent waist should be baked with popcorn outside. Look at him without feeling sorry for him.

One day after March, I went to buy popcorn and the old man didn't come. After that, his figure never appeared on this road again. Until the old man has been reflected in my heart.

When the wind blows white plastic bags flying in the air, when the wind blows the eyes of pedestrians, I feel a sense of loss. It turns out that there are not only ups and downs in the world, but also happiness, more hardships, vicissitudes and sufferings.

On the weekend of May, my mother suggested that we make our own popcorn, and I agreed with both hands.

According to the recipe printed by my mother, I first weigh the butter, put a small bowl on the scale and peel it. I scooped a spoonful of butter into a small bowl. "Hey? Not enough. " Another spoonful, "still not enough." Another spoonful, "alas, much." Remove a little. "Hey, how few." Oh, it made me dizzy. I had a hard time getting 20 grams of butter. I began to weigh the fine sugar. Unexpectedly, when I lifted the bag, it broke a hole and all the fine sugar leaked out, which made me "look for teeth everywhere". For this matter, I worked hard for a while, and finally got 10 gram of fine sugar, and finally weighed 30 grams of corn kernels.

After preparing the materials, we begin the next step. First, put the butter in a container with a lid and heat it in a microwave oven for one minute, and the butter will dissolve. Then, add the fine sugar and corn kernels into the butter, stir well, and then heat them in the microwave oven for three minutes. About a minute and a half later, we vaguely heard the sound of "scratching" from the microwave oven. Louder and louder, I am happy. When the time comes, I can't wait to turn on the microwave oven, take out the container and open the lid. A sweet smell came to my nose, and golden popcorn appeared in front of me. I'm so excited. It's a lot of trouble. We did it! Dad quickly picked up the camera and photographed this moment. I quickly picked up one and stuffed it into my mouth. "Ah, it's so hot!" Suddenly, I burned a small bubble on my tongue. I really could not wait to eat popcorn! But my heart is sweet.

Then we did it several times, trying to increase or decrease the amount of materials to adjust different tastes. Sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet, sometimes crisp, sometimes hard. ...

Eating my own delicious popcorn, don't mention how happy I am. In the future, I will use more brains and hands to make more delicious food for everyone to taste.

When I came home from school, I saw someone popcorn downstairs. In the evening, grandma took vegetable oil, rice and sugar and asked me to eat popcorn. I just wanted to see the "monster" making strange noises, so I agreed.

I got a fright when I ran there! I saw a large group of people there, and many people were waiting in line. I had to stand at the end of the line.

As time goes by, it's finally my turn to have a close look at this "big monster".

There is a stove on the tricycle. There is a pot-bellied ironware on the stove. There is a pressure gauge at one end of the ironware with the number 1- 100 engraved on it. There is also a handle connected to the pressure gauge, and the stove can be rotated by holding the handle. There is also a blower on one side of the stove, and a pipe as thick as an arm leads from the blower to the stove.

An old man poured rice into the iron, covered it, added some coal to the stove and began to turn the "big fat man". The blower next to it also started to work. The fire is getting stronger and stronger, and the blue flame darts with the wind from the blower. About 10 minutes later, the old man looked at the pressure gauge, then shouted "Let", put "Big Fat Man" in a leather bag for a while, then put an iron pipe on something similar to an ear on the lid and pulled it hard, only to hear a loud bang, a burst of white smoke, and the smoke was still filled with rice fragrance.

The exploded rice turned into white "rice flowers". Grandpa put vegetable oil and sugar on the stove to make a paste, then mixed it with "popcorn", then put it on a square plate, level it with a shovel, wait until it cools, cut it into small squares, and it's OK.

I tasted it, and it was delicious and sweet.

At noon on Saturday, I went to Long Rui to play with my classmates, and suddenly I saw a group of people watching. I'm curious. When I look closely, I'm frying popcorn.

The tool for popcorn is like a dragon, the pot for popcorn is a faucet, and the place where popcorn is released is like a dragon. Looking closer, I saw an oval pot on a stove, next to an iron net with a cloth bag attached to it.

Approached, I saw the man frying popcorn shaking the fan in one hand and shaking his body in the other. After a while, I will walk around the popcorn pot, for fear that the popcorn will look immature after eating half. Sometimes, I will skillfully take out a few pieces of coal from the bag next to me and fill it in the stove. One hand kept shaking the fan "Tribal Tiger, Tribal Tiger ……" and then flipping the pot "Tribal Tiger, Tribal Tiger" just like playing a symphony. But I don't understand one thing. Why did the popcorn machine bend over later? In order to understand, I came closer. There is a thermometer on the "Oh" pot, which can show the temperature in the pot. People who fry popcorn can use it to measure the temperature, so as to adjust the firepower and prevent the rice in the pot from burning. The fried popcorn is surrounded by people. Some of them are waiting for the popcorn to be cooked, and some are waiting for the pot with rice or corn seeds in their hands. The man who fried the popcorn said, "All right." At this time, the symphony seems to have reached its climax, and the children cheered and shouted "OK, OK!" ...

Bang, the lid of the pot opened and a smell of rice came to my face. It tastes great! The yellow one. "Well, whose pot is this?" "mine." Popcorn was put into a bag held by an aunt. Aunt saw that the children next to her were so greedy that small tongue added a small mouth. She quickly grabbed the popcorn and gave everyone a handful. Those children ate popcorn all over their faces and kept squeaking. How cute!

Tomorrow, I will fry popcorn, too!

Bang! I was still eating when I heard a sound. My heart is like bungee jumping, straight to rolling in the deep, and then suddenly pulled back by the seat belt, swinging rapidly from side to side. ...

When my frightened heart finally recovered, I heard my parents talking about popcorn. I became interested and asked what had just happened. Mom said: "It is someone who pops popcorn and steps on it when it comes out of the pot." I don't understand: "Is it a big drum with corn in it and people walking on it?" When my parents saw me like this, they smiled at each other helplessly and decided to take me out to have a look.

Along the way, I was still thinking about how to step on popcorn with my feet. Unconsciously, I came to the place where popcorn exploded-the vegetable market. I saw people sitting there popping popcorn, and bags of rice lined up. The seller pulled the bellows with one hand and the stove with the other. I didn't see anyone stepping on it! But after a while, the seller stood up, pointed the stove at the big bag next to him, and then stepped on him. Bang, I quickly covered my ears. The sound is deafening, comparable to the cannon fired during the Spring Festival.

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Watching everyone go home with a big bag of popcorn contentedly, I was also a little tempted, begging my mother to go to a nearby grain store to buy a catty of wine and rice and let the rice line up. Soon, I also had a bag of hot popcorn in my hand.

Popcorn is several times the size of rice, but it is still oval and as white as milk. It tastes soft and tastes very different from the current popcorn. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I didn't even know what its predecessor was.

I want to save some food and take it to grandma before Friday. Grandma should like it.

There is a student named Wang Peng who often doesn't do his homework and plays truant.

One day, he sneaked out of school and walked in the street. Walking, I came to a cold small park, where there was a stall selling popcorn. The man who buys popcorn is a kind old man. His clothes are simple, and his small eyes are on his dark face. The smell of popcorn came from the booth from time to time.

Wang Peng went to the stall and said, "Grandpa, give me a bag of popcorn."

"Son, why don't you go to school?"

"Hum, none of your business. Give me a bag quickly! " Wang Peng said and threw the money in the past.

"Children, this popcorn is free. As long as you can recite a learned text, just eat it. " Grandpa returned the money to Wang Peng.

Wang Peng thought: There is such a good thing in the world. You don't have to pay, as long as you can recite a learned text, you can eat popcorn for free. Anyway, he doesn't know what text we are studying, so I'll recite it. "Think about it, you can't go back on your word!"

"I have thought about it, and I won't go back on my word." So, Wang Peng retired. After reciting it for a while, Wang Peng said, "I have recited it."

"No, no .. you missed a paragraph and made eight mistakes. Heavy back! " Grandpa's smile is irresistible.

In desperation, Wang Peng had to take out his Chinese book and read it again and again. I can recite it fluently in a short time.

Grandpa told him: "study should be persistent and step by step." If I could concentrate like this every time I study, I wouldn't take the red lantern home. "

Wang Peng bowed his head in shame.

Later, Wang Peng always remembered grandpa's words. Sure enough, his academic performance has improved a lot, and he likes reading books. study

Wang Peng is very grateful to Grandpa. When he went to the park again, he couldn't find him.