I like the feeling of reading recipes, because at every step of reading, you will expect the taste of the final product, and even be eager to finish this dish by yourself, as if this is a destiny takes a hand's mission, guiding you to complete it.
The mind, often inadvertently, quietly came to a long journey.
After wearing an apron, the spoon and a piece of food seem to have their place, and no one can replace it. Once you think about its importance, you will be more careful and don't ignore it. My mother, who is used to the smell of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and fireworks, regards cooking as an ordinary daily life. It is a flowing operation step to compress time and warm the stomach in time. And the time when I cook occasionally I call it a nap, which is a time to enjoy and concentrate on making magical expectations after inner exhaustion. I like this fascinating unknown. But maybe the taste is not satisfactory in the end, which is undeniable for a chef like me. I was not disappointed, but when I finished it, I was relaxed and full of joy. This is my exclusive taste!
I also like the feeling of holding a brush. China's calligraphy is mo Xiang Hua Yun, which makes the finishing point. Every time I touch ink, my mind will calm down. Every time I start writing, I look forward to the next pen, which will be a little dormant and amazing. Every time I copy a word, I will feel the secret words of calligraphy names with you. My heart is wandering in the elegant realm of ancient pen, wandering in Gu's aesthetic appreciation, the silkworm head swallowtail, floating like a cloud, smart and breathtaking. In the process of writing, "wild horses, dust and creatures have the same interests", feeling that everything in the world is extremely smart, like an unprecedented open mind of natural elves; I also feel that "flying into the sky, a drop in the ocean" is endless, and people's spiritual culture is simply vast, and the long river of history can't be washed away, and they yearn for that charming spiritual realm indefinitely. At this time, I am enjoying this charming loneliness, and my heart is empty and clear as never before. This may be why my parents asked me to learn calligraphy to polish my impetuous temperament.
The journey of the soul can be a garden with the reflection of early spring flowers. Assist three or two friends to monopolize the spring scenery in the world; You can indulge in something you like, devote yourself wholeheartedly, let your heart swim with your mood, or you can put down your work and have a rest and quietly lean against the window in a daze. In the world of thought, man is the supreme master, who can turn nothingness into spiritual strength and make himself more satisfied.
In short, it's enough that you like it. The world is so big, don't keep yourself busy and don't know what to look for.
The second is the composition on the third day of the trip, about 600 words.
Every time I open my photo album and see photos of my trip to Shijiazhuang Zoo, I can't help but think of my experience of going to Shijiazhuang Zoo when I was 5 years old ... This is my first trip. I didn't know anything at that time, let alone the word "travel". I'm thinking: what is "travel"? Can I eat? Where is the Zoo? Will the tigers there eat me? Wait a minute. Some questions. In this way, I set off with my parents with a full head of question marks. My little heart is full of happiness and expectation.
I got off and stood in the spacious parking lot of the zoo. I looked around curiously. There are green hills here and clear streams there, but what about tigers? Will it be hidden behind the mountain? Will it rush out and eat me? I feel horrible. I held my mother's hand tightly.
Start visiting. I lie on the glass and watch the monkey. Look! How cute they are when they eat! The tourists brought them a lot of fruits, and they were very happy! My mother and I went to buy some carrots to feed the giraffe. I am curious. I put my little hand on its head and touched it gently. It doesn't mind, so gentle! This feeling is really comfortable. There is also a crocodile over there. Look at its bulging eyes and many "scars" on its body. It looks ugly! Opposite is the Panda Pavilion. The giant panda's chubby body sits on the rubber ball and looks like a darling. The tourists took photos with the panda as a souvenir.
We finally came to the Tiger Pavilion. I smiled when I saw the tiger. It was locked in a cage! Before that, all the fears and curiosity disappeared without a trace, but the tiger in the cage was so fierce! It has a big mouth and sharp shiny white teeth. "Ah-woo" it growled, as if the earth was shaking and the exhibition hall was about to collapse.
I came out of the museum, my legs and feet were a little tired, but I was very happy. I got up and walked around several exhibition halls, where there were tropical fish, lions, zebras and antelopes ... all of which attracted my attention. The zoo is too big to turn around. I was deeply impressed by the animals there. I sat on a bench to rest, looked up at the sky, and I smiled. I'm so happy!
Yes! For me at the age of five, what could be happier and more unforgettable than my first trip in my life?
The third article: a 600-word composition about the third day of travel.
The stars hang quietly in the dark blue night, and a few sparse clouds are draped over the robes of the stars and floating around. The starlight shone through the clouds on the long road. However, in the long journey, accompanied by the book fragrance brought by Cao Wenxuan, I don't feel lonely no matter how long I walk alone.
Quietly, the snow came. On that snowy day, I walked into a mysterious and sad hut buried under the snow. Four innocent and curious children suffered an avalanche after chasing the path and struggled in endless darkness for ten days. There may have been selfishness and hatred between them, but in these ten days, they have been relying on each other to tide over the difficulties. The ice-like gap between people has been melted by the warm friendship and fiery innocence of four children and turned into tinkling spring water in the valley. In my long journey, friendship and innocence are like bright flowers, blooming on the roadside.
Sunset, yellow standing on the edge of the grass that made me feel empty in the evening, I recalled the root bird, which experienced twists and turns but did not change its original intention. Fourteen-year-old root bird, an eagle and a piece of paper resolutely embarked on the difficult road to the west. He gave up the comfortable life and overcame the hardships all the way, just to find the grand canyon of his dreams and stick to his dreams and beliefs. On the way of growing up, no matter how big or small our dreams are, and whether our practices are understood or not, we should stick to our beliefs. In my long journey, dreams and beliefs, like spiritual food, were put into my backpack.
As soon as the wind blows, night comes. The bright light in front of the desk sprinkled on the slightly yellow books, and I entered the triangle from fragments to harmony. Sixteen-year-old children, leading their brothers and sisters who have accomplished nothing to clean up their messy homes, develop and improve their grades, and touch their alcoholic fathers and gambling mothers. With his love for his family, the boy turned that miserable home into a sunny one. The affection and warmth brought by a child in the book not only changed a family, but also touched the love in our hearts. In my long journey, affection and warmth are like warm spring breeze, lingering in my heart.
In the dark blue night, the stars are still blinking their bright eyes. I embarked on a long journey, with the friendship and innocence, dreams and beliefs, affection and warmth in the book, and I went to towards the distant step by step.
The fourth 600-word composition about the third day of travel
A cloudless day in Wan Li. Our family came to the railway station together. Seeing my little friend, we got on the train to Rizhao excitedly.
When we first arrived, it was dark and quiet, and only the roar of the sea was heard. After a while, the sky began to turn red, and the red light was beautiful! After a while, I felt the sky was bright, and the sun rose from the sea and shone on it. Bundles of golden red light connect the great sea and the sky. Especially beautiful, especially dazzling. Perhaps this is the sunshine named after the first light of sunrise.
We take pictures, play and swim at the seaside. At noon, we bought a lot of seafood: shrimp, scallops, abalone ... we had a delicious meal and then set off again.
The next morning, we came to Qingdao Polar Ocean World again. This is the National Aquarium. There are so many people here. We walked into the stadium and the buildings inside were really first-class. In the aquarium, we saw: arctic foxes, dolphins, beluga whales ... the most wonderful thing was animal performances. The fake killer whale was the first to appear, but he was a little nervous. After performing one action, he stepped down. Dolphins performed well. They can carry people at high speed on the water, imitate human movements and turn hula hoops with their mouths. You can hear pure dolphin sounds here. Their wonderful performance won applause.
On the last day, we will go to Golden Beach to play. Walking into the golden beach, looking around, the sand on the shore is golden. The sand washed ashore by the waves is very fine, so it is really comfortable to walk barefoot on the beach. I ran into the sea with my life buoy. The waves are very big. We swam on the shallow beach and were hit by the waves, which was exciting and comfortable. After a while, I couldn't stay on the shallow beach, so I swam in. "Wow" the waves hit me and I choked on the water. "Wow," I spit it out. "It tastes terrible, bitter and salty." Just as I was thinking, another big wave came and drowned me. I finally looked up and fled back to my base camp-shoal.
"On the last day, you must have fun!" Under this banner, we came to naval museum. As soon as I entered the museum, I jumped around, causing adults to look for me several times.
Out of the door, we went to Luxun Park. My little friend and I are too tired to walk. We lay on the slate to rest. It is surrounded by the sea on three sides, and the air is fresh. We couldn't help playing again. Time to go. I really hate to leave.
This is my first time to see the sea and my first time to travel far away. It broadened my knowledge and learned about the customs of many other places. I will come again in the future!