There was a quarrel between the faucet and the basin, and a lot of water was put in. Little green vegetables plunged into the basin and took a comfortable bath. The gas stove crackled and the flame went out.
The oil jumped "zi zi", the little green vegetable jumped into the iron pot, and the shovel stirred it "Ding Ding", as if greeting my dear iron pot brother. Add seasoning, mom clangs out the plate, puts the small vegetables in, and a plate of delicious small vegetables is ready.
Mother brought the vegetables to the table and went into the kitchen. The faucet sang a song, and several big bones jumped into the basin together. Mother put on gloves and put her hand into the washbasin to wash the blood off the bones.
Bang, bang, bang. The bone was cut into small pieces. Mother took half a pot of water, put it on the gas stove and began to burn. Then she put the bone in, put some onions, some yellow wine, some salt and some vinegar on it for half an hour.
Half an hour passed, my mother opened the lid, took out the big one, put the soup in and served it. After cooking two dishes, my mother came back and the three of us had dinner together. Mom cooks. Hard-working mother went home as soon as she got off work and knocked on the door to enter the kitchen.
There was a quarrel between the faucet and the basin, and a lot of water was put in. Little green vegetables plunged into the basin and took a comfortable bath. The gas stove crackled and the flame went out.
The oil jumped "zi zi", the little green vegetable jumped into the iron pot, and the shovel stirred it "Ding Ding", as if greeting my dear iron pot brother. Add seasoning, mom clangs out the plate, puts the small vegetables in, and a plate of delicious small vegetables is ready.
Mother brought the vegetables to the table and went into the kitchen. The faucet sang a song, and several big bones jumped into the basin together. Mother put on gloves and put her hand into the washbasin to wash the blood off the bones.
Bang, bang, bang. The bone was cut into small pieces. Mother took half a pot of water, put it on the gas stove and began to burn. Then she put the bone in, put some onions, some yellow wine, some salt and some vinegar on it for half an hour.
Half an hour passed, my mother opened the lid, took out the big one, put the soup in and served it. After cooking two dishes, my mother came back and the three of us had dinner together.
2. Write a composition with onomatopoeia. How to write a wonderful voice "ga ga ga!" "haw!" "cicadas! Know! " Early in the morning, who is so noisy? I opened my eyes, and a ray of golden sunshine shone through the window. On the morning of summer vacation, the duckling raised by my neighbor Lele, the bird of Hu Xian and the cicada in the tree formed a hot and different symphony, which drove me out of bed.
I turned on the tap and the water sprayed out. I brushed my teeth, wiped my face with a towel, and then started doing my homework. I took out my pen with a click, wrote with a rustle, and soon finished my homework.
I snapped the pen back into the pen holder and turned on the computer to play QQ. As soon as I logged in, my friend's head popped up. It turned out that a friend came to talk to me. I was afraid of waking my sleeping father, so I connected the earphone and put it on my ear. After a while, there was a whoosh and a hum. I thought my mother got up and came out to drink water! I ran out to have a look, no one? I opened QQ again. It's my QQ pet that comes to the interface with a whoosh. It's hungry and growling. When I gave it a bowl of noodles, it ate all the noodles with a brush, swished the soup and finally burped and went to bed.
After a while, I posted my cartoons on the video network. As soon as I got online, I heard the sound of "Ding Dong". Did grandma ring the doorbell outside the door? I went out to see the cat's eye. Is anyone here? I'll look around, oh! It turned out that the video network had a message for me ... "Ah-oh-hmm" Dad woke up and yawned. He dumped the quilt, plopped out of bed, put on slippers and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. " $% water $ # @？" What's dad talking about? I didn't understand it after listening for a long time. It turned out that he was sleepy and asked me if I had any water in Hakka dialect I didn't understand. Hehe, what a fool! "Hee hee hee! Ha ha ha! " We fought and laughed, and laughter rippled in the room.
3. Urgent, write a composition of more than 400 words with onomatopoeic words, and use at least 5 onomatopoeic words. First of all, you should understand what onomatopoeia is.
Onomatopoeia is also called onomatopoeia, onomatopoeia and onomatopoeia. This is a word that imitates natural sounds. The accurate use of onomatopoeic words will greatly enhance the vividness and vividness of our speaking and writing. In Chinese, only Chinese characters are used as "phonetic symbols" to express sounds, which has nothing to do with the meaning.
Wind and rain, people, insects, birds and beasts
The north wind roared. "Tribal Tiger" is an onomatopoeia.
It's raining hard. "Huala" is an onomatopoeic word.
Thunder rumbled. "rumbling"
The spring gushed out.
This book is loud, muttering and laughing.
They chatted for a long time.
Try to find out the onomatopoeic words in the above sentences, and I believe you will learn to use onomatopoeic words soon.
In addition, you should know that onomatopoeia generally has two uses.
One is independent of the sentence and put it before the sentence, such as "wow, wow, wow-it's raining heavily." This usage will naturally stimulate the accumulation of people's life experience, produce * * * sounds, and make people dissolve into sentences;
Secondly, as a modifier in a sentence, this usage is the most common, such as "hearing a plop, he plunged into the river and disappeared." The word "plop" in the sentence is both vivid and vivid. It clearly conveys the sound of his body beating the river when he jumped into the river, as if people saw the splashing ripples, vividly showing his naughty and lovely cheerful expression like a fish.
On Thursday, during the recess before the second festival, the bell rang suddenly. Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong quickly returned to their seats and put their textbooks on the table. Why are you so serious? Because they are going to meet the new teacher. After two or three minutes, before the teacher came, the students started talking. Do you think this teacher is a man or a woman? How high is it? What is it like? Is it strict? Wait, suddenly I heard the door slam, and the classroom was silent at once. The teacher asked the students to turn to lesson 3, and the students began to read noisily. Suddenly a naughty boy threw a pencil into the first group, and the pen flew past with a whoosh. The teacher asked Xiao Ming, a male student, to read this lesson. Because I didn't attend class just now, I can't watch it, for fear of losing face. He hummed, chattered and talked to himself beside his seat. The teacher asked Xiaohong, who was listening carefully, to read the lesson again. She read it loudly and fluently. It only took 45 minutes. The teacher asked Xiao Ming to come and chat with him for a while, and Xiao Ming returned to his seat in shame.
Xiao Ming studied hard through the teacher's short words, and finally achieved very, very good results.
4. How to write a composition with onomatopoeia Maybe everyone thinks cooking is a headache, but I found the fun of cooking today.
On my way home, I saw the wind whistling and the leaves rustling. As soon as I got to the corridor, a wisp of fragrance went straight to my nostrils, and I immediately ran up in one breath. When I pushed the door, I saw my mother cooking braised pork!
I saw my mother turn on the tap, wash the meat and put it on the chopping board, with fat meat standing in a row and lean meat standing in a row. When the hot pot is steaming, pour a little oil, and my mother will "jingle" it with a shovel a few times, and the oil will be evenly spread all over the bottom of the pot. When the fat is put into the pot, it will explode with heat. When Brother Skinny laughed at the fat, he poured it into the pot with a splash, and the fat and lean meat rolled up and down on the spatula. Immediately, a black pot cover rushed at them and everyone cooked together in the pot. After a while, my mother lifted the lid and poured in soy sauce and sugar. The meat was dyed red and the pot was bubbling.
After cooking for a while, when the soup was almost sucked dry by the meat, my mother sprinkled some salt and turned it over while frying. The red sauce makes the meat sticky, and the braised pork is finally ready! When the aroma permeates the whole kitchen, the braised pork has been smacked into the plate, and I, a greedy kitten, have put a piece in my mouth and chewed it. With a gentle bite, the oil of braised pork came out and almost burned my mouth!
What a wonderful kitchen symphony!
5. The use of onomatopoeia in Exercise 4 400 in Grade Four. Maybe everyone thinks cooking is a headache, but I found the fun of cooking today.
On my way home, I saw the wind whistling and the leaves rustling. As soon as I got to the corridor, a wisp of fragrance went straight to my nostrils, and I immediately ran up in one breath.
When I pushed the door, I saw my mother cooking braised pork! I saw my mother turn on the tap, wash the meat and put it on the chopping board, with fat meat standing in a row and lean meat standing in a row. When the hot pot is steaming, pour a little oil, and my mother will "jingle" it with a shovel a few times, and the oil will be evenly spread all over the bottom of the pot. When the fat is put into the pot, it will explode with heat. When Brother Skinny laughed at the fat, he poured it into the pot with a splash, and the fat and lean meat rolled up and down on the spatula.
Immediately, a black pot cover rushed at them and everyone cooked together in the pot. After a while, my mother lifted the lid and poured in soy sauce and sugar. The meat was dyed red and the pot was bubbling.
After cooking for a while, when the soup was almost sucked dry by the meat, my mother sprinkled some salt and turned it over while frying. The red sauce makes the meat sticky, and the braised pork is finally ready! When the aroma permeates the whole kitchen, the braised pork has been smacked into the plate, and I, a greedy kitten, have put a piece in my mouth and chewed it. With a gentle bite, the oil of braised pork came out and almost burned my mouth! Pots and pans go into battle together, which is a wonderful kitchen symphony.
6. There are at least ten onomatopoeic words. Voice of nature is 500 words. Nature is a magical sound world. She has all kinds of sounds. Whenever it sings a happy song, its song will flow into my heart and make me feel comfortable all over.
When I was in the mountains, the breeze gave me a hug; The grass nodded to me; Xiaohua showed me her shy and beautiful face; The tree is waving to me; This bird says hello to me. . Closer, spring "ding dong ding dong". . "Beautiful rhyme, flow into my ears, flow into my heart, flow into my heart. She is a pure and beautiful girl. She is a musician in the mountains. We can't play this wonderful rhythm and melody, only you, the voice of nature. . Suddenly "boom-boom-boom. . "Nature is angry, and the rain falls from the sky like ten thousand sharp knives in Qian Qian. What makes nature angry? Of course, people cut and cut! -Should we reflect on how much harm we have done to nature? Gradually, nature calmed its anger, spread a smiling face, and the mountains returned to their former tranquility. I only heard dew drop-drop-drop. . "Voice. Thousands of small dewdrops drop on the land in Qian Qian, nourishing the earth, and then drop on the small flowers, feeding them.
Nature, no one can match your beautiful voice, but when you are angry, no one can match you! Nature, I like your gentle voice, and I like the sounds you give us. I will take good care of you and let you keep making beautiful sounds that resound through the world.
7. High school composition course: write a paragraph or a short article by imitating the voice. Grandma's family has a big orchard, which is beautiful all year round.
Spring has come, and the orchard is full of vitality. Pear, peach, apricot and apple trees are all in full bloom.
Red is like fire, white is like snow and pink is like chardonnay. Among the trees, butterflies are dancing and swarms of bees are buzzing.
"A year's plan lies in spring". My grandparents are busy dusting flowers. I smell a sweet fragrance of flowers, as if I saw the fruit of a tree. -Summer is coming, and the orchard is full of foliage.
The flowers withered and grew small green fruits. Green trees, green fruits and green gardens bring coolness to people.
The scaffolding is covered with vines, and large leaves are densely spread on the scaffolding, just like the promenade in the park. Autumn is the harvest season, and the fruits are ripe.
Red apples, pears and golden apricots in Huang Chengcheng talk to each other like smiling faces. There are a bunch of juicy grapes hanging under the grape rack, including purple giant peaks, red raisins and green bees.
Purple is like agate, red is like ruby, and green is like jade beads. A jewelry store has opened under the grape trellis. -In winter, the orchard after snow is a white world.
The earth is covered with a thick quilt, and the fruit trees are dressed in white. Their clothes are more beautiful than theirs in the cold wind. The scenery in the orchard is different in spring, summer, autumn and winter, but there is one thing in common, they are all so beautiful and charming.
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8. Write a 400-word composition with onomatopoeia/Grandpa cooks/My grandfather is very tall. He has smiling eyes, a straight nose and thick lips. Grandpa is good at cooking. Every time I go to grandpa's house, grandpa will cook me delicious and nutritious meals.
I came to grandpa's house today and smelled the tempting smell of food. I muttered to myself, what did grandpa cook today? I didn't know grandpa was frying shredded pork with fish flavor until I went to the kitchen
First, he chopped fungus, meat and bamboo shoots, and then fired. When the pot gets hot, he pours the oil and then puts the shredded pork into the pot. After the shredded pork became loose, he put the shredded fungus and bamboo shoots into the pot, and finally put the seasoning into the pot. Stir-fry a few times, and you can cook!
In this way, a plate of fish-flavored shredded pork with rich flavor, sweet in acid and sweet in salt was fried. I couldn't wait to put a piece of shredded pork in my mouth, tasted it, chewed it in my mouth, and it was elastic and soft, plus a slightly choking sauce. It is really delicious!
How's it going? Is the food cooked by my "kitchen grandpa" delicious?