Composition one about dream home
Xuzhou has a long history of food culture. Xuzhou was called Pengcheng in ancient times because of Peng Zu and his master Pengguo. Peng Zu is recognized as the originator of China cuisine. According to legend, during the period of Emperor Yao, Peng Zu was praised by Emperor Yao for being good at cooking wild chicken soup, and established Da Peng Guo in Xuzhou. Xuzhou's dishes are full of flavor, beautifully made, unique in flavor and self-contained, and almost every dish has a touching legend. Yangfang Tibetan fish is made by stewing the fish in sliced mutton with medium heat. According to legend, Peng Zu's youngest son, Xi Dingxi, was fishing, but Peng Zu refused to let him drown.
One day, Xiding came home from fishing. It happened that Peng Zu was not here. Xiding asked her mother to cut open the mutton being stewed and hide the fish in it. When Peng Zu came back to eat mutton, he thought it was delicious, so he did it, and that's how it happened? Sheep hide fish? This dish. It is said that Chinese characters are used? Fresh? This is the origin of the word. During the period of Emperor Yao, Yao established the country by sealing Qian Keng, the great-grandson of Zhuan Xu. The pit is Peng Zu. He once dedicated wild chicken soup to Emperor Yao and was praised by Yao.
Qu Yuan's Chu Ci? Does JIU have kudzu? Peng Keng, what is an emperor? How long can you live? Sentence. Wang Yi of Han Dynasty:? Peng Keng and Peng Zu are also good at eating wild chicken soup and serving Emperor Yao, who is beautiful and delicious. ? Tao's A Brief History of China Cuisine is called Peng Zu? China's first generation of professional chefs? . Peng Zu is regarded as the ancestor of cooking, and his famous dishes such as mountain chicken soup, Tibetan fish beside sheep, elk fish chicken and mica soup have been passed down to this day. Its main contribution lies in promoting human diet from cooked food to delicious food, from coarse grains to refined grains, and combining diet with health preservation, creating a new world of medicated diet, dietotherapy and other diets, greatly promoting the development of national diet culture and enhancing national physique.
Essay on Dream Home II
Although my hometown Xuzhou is not as prosperous as a big city, there are my hardworking folks there.
There is a maple forest behind our house. Where do we play in winter? Snowball fight? In the maple grove, there are some scattered houses unattended. Our friends often play together here? Hide and seek? Games. In Xuzhou, our farmers' homes are generally buildings with three walls and one household. This unique condition makes many earthworms come here? Settle down? My family not only grows earthworms, but also wild grapes. When summer comes, we will cut down many vines with knives and weave them into shields to protect ourselves in the snowball fight in winter.
Xuzhou has always been a battleground for military strategists. This is the hometown of Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang and Chu Bawang Xiang Yu. Xuzhou has a profound cultural background.
I love my hometown? Xuzhou.
Dream Home Essay 3
In my heart, there has always been a home, which is beautiful and developed. There are many unexpected things there, and life there is full of happiness and fun. Do you want to know what the world is like there? Then come with me quickly.
The first ecological home in Ge Jia
Here, everything comes from nature. We live in a wooden hut, and all the appliances are made of natural materials. Our food is vegetables and game, and our means of transportation are horses, cattle and sheep.
I can smell the faint scent of grass mixed with earth every day, if there is any. Open the window, it is a grassland, green as velvet. Sheep are like white clouds, you can't tell the outline of the sheep, but it seems that every sheep is very clear. The sky is blue, high and far away, giving people a relaxed and happy feeling. The white clouds in the sky are like flocks of sheep, feeling furry and like big, big cotton candy, which makes people really look good.
The 2nd Ge Jia Science and Technology Home
In this family, high technology is everywhere. Our house is full of high-tech equipment. Intelligent management system, so that every detail of our lives can be prompted and guaranteed, and even robots do a whole set of housework for us. Many of our foods are space vegetables, which are several times or even dozens of times larger than ordinary vegetables. We all wear smart clothes, which can adjust the temperature at any time and change different uses according to various situations. Our trips, cars and planes are all solar energy, and there is no exhaust gas, so our living space is very comfortable and pure.
3 rd home mofa home
Magic home is a paradise for our children. The house is in a tree hole, and the little squirrel is our neighbor. We get along well with animals. Aunt spider weaves soft hammocks for us, and we can fly around in birds or butterflies and play everywhere. In summer, I wake up early in the morning, stepping on soft soil, drinking sparkling dew on leaves and picking big and red wild fruits; In winter, we lie in a warm tree hole, drinking hot tea and chatting. Here, our life is very beautiful.
Home is our home. Let's protect this family, cherish this family and try to make it better!
Composition four about dream home
If someone wants to ask me: where is the beautiful dream?
As a xx person, I will proudly tell him: My dream is here!
There is the tall and straight backbone of Yunfeng Mountain, the vast waves of Sanshan Island, the magnificence of high-rise buildings in the city, and the tranquility and heroism of rural Shu Lang? .
A clear Nanyang River flows through here, and the bridges on both sides of the river flow with people's southern customs, and the breeze, bamboo, lotus leaves and neon stars sway.
A modern new port is completed here, and the cranes flying around the container terminal bear the pleasure of people's labor. The long coastline is full of returning ships' sides and triumphant trumpets, conveying fishermen's rich blessings in the salty air. The endless transportation line runs day and night, layers of sunsets are like blood, and fishing sails are dotted with beautiful dreams.
Through deep alleys and streets, through squares and parks, you can't hide the noise of people and traffic, the light dance and the clear and unrestrained voice. The fragrance of Chinese rose has spread all over the world, showing the world a brand-new business card-Yunfeng Stone Tablet, which is an artistic journey of the world and connects the communication ties between China and foreign countries.
After a cool summer night, tidy up the autumn fields full of mountains, walk out of the boundless winter snow and usher in colorful spring. In the four seasons here, the north is white and rough, and the south is green and gentle; It is a flower tide in full bloom all the way, a splash of ink from one side, a euphemistic eulogy, and a trembling and sharp Jin Ge; There are sentimental parting, majestic iron horse glacier, thunderous, scorching sun, whispering, bright and quiet moon, ancient dignity and popular charm, spiritual transparency and simple silence; There are words expressed by poems and watercolors rendered by scrolls, which are well-known at home and abroad? City of Chinese rose? ,? Land of longevity? It's famous here? China Stone Capital? ,? National garden city? ; This is my home-Laizhou, where my dream began.
Qian Fan, near the shipwreck, is an era full of infinite vitality today. ? The successful convening of the Communist Party of China (CPC) has woven a beautiful Chinese dream for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. Blue and yellow? The framework of economic development has opened a happy dream of home for Xinlaizhou, enriching the people and strengthening the city.
This dream is pure, quiet, beautiful, sacred and brilliant.
I would like to be a white dove flying in the blue sky, roaming freely in every sky in my hometown and playing a pigeon whistle with melodious harmony between heaven and earth.
I would like to be a green grass crawling on the earth, decorating every inch of my hometown with a fresh and regretless body, and rejuvenating my youthful face.
I would like to be a ray of wind, a ray of warm air, a ray of refreshing wind and a ray of peaceful wind, blowing all over my hometown, full of sunshine and rich emotions, flashing the crystal connotation of rain and dew, so that every seed can sprout and grow sturdily.
I would like to be a horse, a galloping horse, quietly listening to every eager call from my hometown, galloping at any time and releasing the pleasure of chasing.
I would rather be an autumn leaf, the fallen leaves return to their roots, and safely guard every hug in my hometown, even if it blooms beautifully and perfectly, melts in the soil, and nourishes heavy ingredients for the cycle of life.
My dream is simple and full of passion.
My dream, gorgeous and enterprising.
Make a stone! Pave the road in front of the door, so that the rain is not muddy, the dust is not shaken, the trees are greener, the flowers are more fragrant, the wings of birds are not heavy, and the sky in the city is bluer and wider.
Be a spark! Light up people's window lights. Let the night be no longer hazy, let the days be no longer silent, let the dance be more beautiful, the song be brighter, let the busy steps be no longer heavy, and let the night in the city become more energetic.
Be a tree! A tree is a landscape, which finds a warm nest for wandering birds, a clear shade for the scorching earth, awakens the smog early, ripples a fresh smile in the morning, makes the empty streets no longer pale, and makes the face and cheeks of the city gloomy.
Make a drop of water! Walking into the sea, as the brother of the spray, it is surging with joy, catching the restlessness of fish and shrimp. God, as the sister of rain, moistens thirsty land, irrigates mountains and crops, turns into clear drizzle, washes away all dust, and makes the eyes of the city no longer shed tears and be scarred.
For tomorrow's youth, I have prepared enough plowshares, and on the way of trekking, sweat condenses frost. Sweat dripped on the soil, washed the grass along the road green and dyed the flowers like brocade; Sweat dripped in the night wind, warming the cold light and drinking the cool moonlight; Sweat soaked the morning light, and the years were smooth and clean; Sandy drew gold and silver lines on plywood by hand, weaving gardens, forest belts, roads and tall buildings in her hometown? The scenery is infinite, and the young Rose City rises again with beautiful pictures.