The flavor of Lantern Festival consists of 700 words.

It's the Lantern Festival again. Watching jiaozi fall into a porcelain bowl in the dense fog, and then scooping up a spoonful of soup, the unique fragrance of glutinous rice came to my face, reminding me of the past.

As usual, I celebrate the Lantern Festival at my grandma's house every year. The family sat around the round table and wrapped jiaozi together, which was very enjoyable. The division of labor at home is clear, grandma is in charge of dough mixing, and mom is in charge of stuffing mixing ... everyone laughs together and enjoys the taste of this festival together.

Jiaozi is a very particular thing. Not only the skin should be thin, but also the stuffing should be enough. As a beginner, I can't help feeling excited. I couldn't wait to take a dumpling and wrap it up like an adult. I never thought that the stuffing that had just been wrapped was broken before it was put into the pot, so I quickly grabbed a piece of glutinous rice to remedy it, but it was no use robbing Peter to pay Paul. I had butterflies in my stomach and threw the dumplings on the plate. Grandpa smiled and comforted after seeing it: "Don't worry, take your time." Then sit next to me and demonstrate and patiently explain the skills of Bao jiaozi to me. When you try again, according to the method taught by Grandpa, first press a big hole on the kneaded glutinous rice balls with your thumb, leaving enough space for stuffing, so as not to crush the glutinous rice balls, and then gently knead the glutinous rice skins around and slowly knead them into a ball. In this way, a perfect dumpling appeared in front of me, and I smiled with satisfaction. With the unremitting efforts of the whole family, I was filled with joy when I saw chubby jiaozi fall into the dish.

Dad quickly put them in the pot and cooked them. Everyone served a bowl of steaming glutinous rice balls, sat around and watched the wonderful Lantern Festival party and tasted delicious glutinous rice balls. Take out one, take a bite, close your eyes and savor it. In the intoxicating aroma of black sesame seeds and the cheerful laughter of the whole family, there is also a special feeling that cannot be ignored-the taste of family affection.

The bright moonlight slid in along the window lattice. Looking out of the window, in the dark night sky, dozens of fireworks are ringing in unison, blooming the extraordinary splendour of the festival.

Lantern Festival, let me feel the taste of home on that night of flowers year after year. Spring is back. This may be just an ordinary Lantern Festival, but at this moment, there must be thousands of people like me who want to pass on the taste of this home!