Yehuofan composition

In study, work and life, everyone is familiar with composition. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and unlimited composition. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my composition about wildfire rice, I hope it will help everyone.

Wildfire rice composition 1 Burning wildfire rice is a famous custom in Zhejiang. It is said that eating wildfire can make people spend the hot summer safely and healthily, especially children.

One day, my father took my cousin and me to cook a wild fire meal, which was quite exquisite. First, build a stove. Dad asked my cousin and I to look for some bricks at the door. Dad made an "advanced" stove with skillful technology, but it was a little ugly. When my cousin and I were studying this stove, my father made a pot twice as big as his head and put it on the stove. This cooking tool is ready!

My cousin and I rushed home excitedly and washed bacon, bamboo shoots, peas, buckwheat onions, garlic sprouts, broad beans and glutinous rice in advance. Now we can finally say that everything is ready, except the east wind. Pile firewood under my "advanced" stove to light the fire. The oil in the pot boiled and the vegetables began to be put. The vegetables hissed and accompanied by cheers. Put the fried vegetables and glutinous rice into the pot and sprinkle with seasoning. The only thing we can do now is to wait.

Now I finally come to my favorite part ―― eating wildfire rice. I was excited to lift the lid. "Oh, my God. This pot cover is too hot. " I dumped them and said. I can't wait. I want to eat wildfire rice right away. I picked up the fallen leaves on the ground, wrapped them around the handle of the pot cover and took them off. With the white heat, the delicious wildfire rice showed its beautiful little face.

After that, I pestered my father every day to make me another box lunch. Make this fun and delicious wildfire rice again! You can also try.

Wildfire rice composition 2 "Hahahaha!" What makes me so happy? Oh, so my mother said she would take me to burn a wildfire. You see, I am so happy, not to mention so happy.

In order to cook a wildfire, I jumped outside my mother's house and went to my mother's colleague's house. When I first came to menstruation's house, I saw that they had set up the stove. My mother and I put the pot on it again, put firewood in the belly of the stove, lit it with a lighter, and the fire burned immediately. When the wind blows and the black smoke chokes people, my mother digs into the stove with a small stick to make the fire stronger. "No, you will definitely take it out." "Oh, I want to! Nothing, I won't open it. " With my efforts, I got the stick. I picked it up and dug it into the fire. Sure enough, as my mother expected, all the firewood in it "ran out" as soon as I dug it out. My mother stopped me at once, so I had to add firewood, but I couldn't even do it well, and I didn't know when to add less or more. Just trying to fit it in, my mother got angry again. I had to take out all the firewood I added and complain, "Why do you add so much firewood?" With our efforts, the wildfire is cooked. Needless to say, the fragrance is "color", "fragrance" and "taste", which is delicious.

Cooking wildfire rice is so interesting. I'll do it next time.

Today, the teacher said that he would spend one and a half classes cooking wildfire rice on the unfinished construction site of Maodun Square in the east of the school. The students are very happy.

Finally, at the end of the second class in the afternoon, we rushed out of the classroom and went to the office to get picnic utensils, rice, beans, meat and other items, as well as firewood, and came to the square in droves.

There are many weeds there. We immediately set about setting up the stove. Then, put the pot on. When I saw the right size, I started to light the fire.

I'm in charge of the fire. I light the newspaper with a lighter first, and then I put the burning newspaper in the belly of the stove. Then, I put some straw in it. When the newspaper burned straw, the fire broke out at once. Then, I put branches and firewood in. I put all the firewood in the air. Because I know that firewood can only burn overhead, and it burns very brightly. The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the flames are soaring. Some naughty flames poked their heads through the cracks in the bricks. I am busy driving them into the oven with a fan so as not to get into trouble when I go out.

After the water boiled for a while, I put mung beans, sausages, bamboo shoots, bacon and other things in the pot. Then I put the glutinous rice in it. At this time, the pot was almost full and almost fell out. A classmate helped me light the fire. The two of us burned together for a while, and the smell of beans and rice rushed out. I opened the lid and saw that what I put in was the same as what I just put in front, still on it, still raw. I'll call the teacher for advice at once. The teacher said, "You put too many things and a little less water." He helped us get some rice and put some water in it. I'll keep lighting the fire.

After a while, the teacher said, "You can put out the fire and let it stew for a while. You can eat it. " After a while, we took the pot back to the classroom and shared it together.

When I opened the lid of the pot, I saw that the rice on it was more delicious, and the more it went down, the more burnt it became, and I could hardly eat it. Because the bottom has turned into black charcoal.

The third class this afternoon is class and team class, and the theme is burning wildfire rice. By noon, we had made all the preparations. Now everything is ready, just wait for Class Three to cook. The third class I'm looking forward to is finally here! The teacher told us to take everything to Maodun Square. We are very excited. The stove has been set up. Now, let's put the pot on. Everything in it has been put away, such as rice, bacon and bamboo shoots. All the students in each group began to burn. However, I can't make a fire, and my classmates who make a fire are probably not much better than me. After burning for a long time, they still didn't burn the fire in the stove. What shall we do? Just as I was trying my best to get help everywhere, Mr. Zheng came over with a bucket of water. I stopped him like a rescuer and asked him for help. The teacher came over, looked at it and said, "The stove you built is too small. I'll help you build a bigger stove later. " The teacher brought the water and came back to us. He helped us make the stove a lot bigger, then lit the newspaper with a lighter and put it in the stove. When the fire inside is bigger, he puts in some soft firewood, and when the fire in the kitchen is bigger, he puts in hard firewood. After burning for a while, he turned the contents of the pot over with a spatula. More wood was added to keep it burning. The teacher said, "Now your problem is not serious. I have to go and see other groups.". You continue to set yourself on fire. " We burned it for a while and the aroma came out. We knew it was almost ready, so we turned off the stew. After stewing for a few minutes, Huang Qiqi and Dong Jie returned to the classroom with bamboo sticks carrying pots. Arriving at the classroom, Dai Yaxiang, the group leader, shared the meal. After I served the meal, I gulped it down. We ate happily because of my contribution!

While the weather is not too hot, as soon as the summer vacation is over, I will go to the country to see my wife with my family. We bought materials for cooking wildfire rice and had a meal with relatives in the country.

Although my wife is 84 years old, she is very strong. After greeting, she took us to the fields to pick our own fruits and vegetables. It is rare to have such an experience at ordinary times, and it feels very novel.

As we started late, it was already 10: 30 in the countryside. In order to save time, we began to sort out different ingredients. I was assigned to the group picking broad beans. The broad bean field is in the shade, so it is not very hot, but there are many mosquitoes. I picked broad beans carefully and soon filled two bags. Next, we will start peeling beans. My wife taught me a little trick: as long as you pinch it gently, huge beans will roll out one by one. This method is really useful. It didn't take us long to peel all the beans. They are green and beautiful, and just looking at them makes our appetite soar.

Many hands make light work, and everyone else has done their own thing. When the ingredients are collected, we can start cooking wildfires. The weather is dry, the fire is very strong, all the ingredients are in the pot, and the fragrance is overflowing. Beans, carrots, corn kernels and bacon are red, green, yellow and yellow. They are really beautiful! Just looking at it makes your mouth water, just waiting for the rice to be cooked!

After about 20 minutes, the burnt smell of wildfire rice began to spread everywhere, which was sending us a message that wildfire rice was ripe! Stewed for 5 minutes, then opened the lid. God, it smells good! I can't wait to fill a bowl of rice, huh! Soft glutinous rice, salty bacon, sweet corn and fragrant beans are all familiar smells. Love!

The taste of wildfire rice in the country is unforgettable! Not only the smell of rice, but also the feeling of family reunion. The human touch of the city is getting weaker and weaker, so the strong human touch of the countryside is even more unforgettable and difficult to give up.

Facing the first spring breeze, we got on the bus to Midi Camp in Taihu Lake. When we arrived at Midi Camp, we seemed to be on the playground. Cartoon buildings surrounded us. On the lawn not far away, the ingredients and tools for wildfire rice have been waiting for a long time.

Let's take bricks first and make them into pentagons. Although this brick is small, it is heavy to lift. The stove is built. Where's the pot? Speaking of the devil, Shen Min is running with a washed pot. The pot rack is ready, and fire is another problem. At first, we burned a lot of firewood, but we couldn't light it. Then we all burned reeds, and the fire caught fire, but it soon went out. Finally, we got the hang of it. We should burn reeds first, then add twigs, and finally increase firewood.

We poured the washed rice into the pot, broad beans, bacon, salted duck eggs, and everyone worked together, and soon put the prepared things in. Some dumplings have already started eating, but we are still waiting. Waiting is the most worrying thing. After waiting for a long time, the pot gave off a fragrance. We packed our dishes and stood in line to eat homemade wildfire rice. Although it is not as delicious as expected, because it is made by itself, not a grain of rice can be wasted.

We bathed in the warm spring day and walked on the winding and colorful path, and couldn't help but sigh: What a nice day!

My hometown is Tongxiang, a picturesque water town in the south of the Yangtze River. There are many traditional festivals in my hometown. What makes me feel most free and happy is the long summer festivals all year round.

On this day, our hometown has the custom of cooking long summer rice. The so-called long summer rice is the familiar wildfire rice, also called picnic. This kind of long summer rice is very delicate. This kind of long summer rice must be cooked outdoors. All the cooking materials are also from the wild, so we divide our work to find the materials. Broad beans and peas can be picked casually in the nearby fields. Several of us, carrying baskets, went straight into the broad bean fields like birds that had just come out of the cage. Of course, on this day, no matter how much you pick, no matter where you pick, it won't be stealing. The villagers are allowed, so there is no need to tell them in advance. The rice cooked in the long summer is brought from home, which is a bit like eating a hundred meals.

The cooking materials are ready. Then, we started looking for a place to make a stove. Learn to be an adult and build one by one with the knowledge in the book. However, Xiaole and I built a stove together until the bricks we built were just enough to make a pot. The smoke from kitchen chimneys rises with a unique fragrance of long summer rice and our longing heart. The fragrance is overflowing and the heat is rising, indicating that a large pot of delicious long summer rice has been cooked. Open the lid, peas, bacon, sausages, garlic and other smells come to the nose. As if we were hungry for several days and nights, we wolfed down bowl after bowl, and a pot of rice turned upside down in less than ten minutes. Xiao pang is still clutching his stomach to call his parents, not to mention how happy he is! I have also heard adults say, "When eating long summer rice, you must eat it in the wild, and the more you eat, the better, so that children will not grow moles in summer and will not be bitten by mosquitoes all summer." This also means that children will grow up safely and healthily in the future. ...

Dear children, after reading my introduction above, you have a deeper understanding of traditional festivals in Tongxiang, my hometown.

Wildfire Rice Composition 8 Today, we are going to have a picnic. The students are both excited and worried.

One class passed slowly, and finally it was the third class in the afternoon. Before the class started, the group leaders rushed into the office and took out the things they had already prepared to go to the place where the stove was placed outside the school at noon. We put the pot on the stove and started to burn the fire.

Our team Hu Ziwei is in charge of fire fighting. She took a piece of paper and a bundle of soft wood from the snakeskin bag. I saw her pick up a lighter, light the paper, put it in the stove belly, and then she put the soft wood in it. When the soft wood burned for a while, she put the hard wood in. But somehow, the fire went out. She had to light a piece of paper again with a lighter and put it in the stove. At the same time, she said, "Quick, help me put the soft wood away." I immediately put the soft wood in as she said. The fire soon burned in it. More and more fires have spread outside. Everyone hurried to one side. I quickly put the firewood in with a stick, and then I quickly stepped back to avoid catching fire. The fire gradually died down. Zhan Yongjian is more experienced. He immediately took a thick and long stick, turned over in the furnace belly and pulled out some ashes. He also said to us: "the belly of the stove should be empty, otherwise there will be less air inside, and the fire will not burn." Hearing this, he immediately took out a fan from his bag and fanned it hard at the stove mouth. The fire has indeed improved. We burned and burned for about ten minutes. I saw other groups of people stirring the rice in the pot with a spatula while burning the fire. I also took a spatula and stirred it up, mixing the contents evenly. Then, I covered the pot and continued to burn the fire.

A class passed and our meal was ready. Let's go back to the classroom to eat with pots.

This time, our group didn't do well, but everyone ate well.

Wildfire Rice Composition 9 In this long summer season, young reporters came to Taohuayuan Ecological Park in Taoyuan to cook wildfire rice.

Soon after entering the ecological park, we were attracted by the picturesque scenery in the park. The breeze is blowing, willow branches are dancing with the wind, antique pavilions are quietly waiting for our arrival, and soybean seedlings are also welcoming us.

When I walked on the green grass, I saw some sheep grazing leisurely. Seeing us, the sheep looked up and continued to eat grass as if nothing had happened. Several small reporters also visited them and fed them some grass.

Some people build stoves, some collect firewood, some peel beans ... everyone has a clear division of labor and is very busy. I have nothing to do for the time being, and most small reporters help to collect firewood. It's just that this "firewood" grows on the ground, thin and long, with thorns. This thorn is ruthless. Although it is unremarkable, it will be a little itchy and painful when stuck in your hand. However, this can't beat us. Soon, a lot of firewood appeared on the grass, and the work of collecting firewood came to an end.

After a series of struggles, it finally reached the stage of burning eyebrows. The flames kept licking the bottom of the pot. We didn't know how to make a fire, so we worked hard and kept adding firewood. The stove was full of firewood and the water overflowed. As a result, the rice was not cooked well, but the bottom was burnt. We improved the method, put firewood slowly, cook slowly with low fire, and the rice will be cooked slowly.

Finally, the pot is boiling, and everyone is scrambling to taste the fruits of their labor. Maybe I made it myself. The meal was very attractive and we were very happy. Everyone wolfed down their food, and before they could recover, a pot full of wildfire rice was eaten up, even the rice crust was scraped off.

Wildfire rice composition 10 Today is Wednesday again, and there is another class in the afternoon. There will be a picnic in the class this afternoon. Everyone is very happy.

In the morning, when we come to school, we put our belongings in the office. I brought firewood and pots. Shao also brought firewood like me. Zhu and others are holding sausages, rice and beans. ...

The teacher will come to the second class in the morning and the second class in the afternoon, one for Chinese and one for math. The teacher said that everyone must have a better class than usual. We all agreed. By the second class in the afternoon, our mood was tense. I'm thinking don't have an accident, otherwise it will affect the activities of the third class.

After class, our hearts calmed down, and we didn't care about cooking wildfire at all. We boldly raised our hands to speak, and the teacher praised us in class. It's a pity that she didn't ask me to talk, otherwise I could show her something!

In the third class in the afternoon, we began to go. We have set up the stove at noon. I picked up firewood, ran out of school and ran to Maodun Square. When we arrived at the square, we took out firewood from the snakeskin bag and started burning it at once. Zhu Yufeng took out his lighter, and I took it and lit it. The classmate next to me took a newspaper. I immediately put the lighter together. The newspaper reported it immediately. He threw the newspaper into the stove belly, and another classmate put soft wood in it. The fourth student put hardwood on it. At this time, I said, "slow down, let the fire burn a little bigger, and then put firewood." After listening to my words, everyone waited patiently for a while. The fire broke out at once, and it grew stronger and stronger. So, someone put some firewood into the stove. A man took a long stick and hollowed out the bottom. At this time, the fire burned more vigorously. I squatted aside and fanned my stomach with a small electric fan. At this time, I feel that the fire is even stronger.

In a short time, we cooked the wildfire rice. Then, we carry the pot back to the classroom.