Delicious braised pork, 400-word composition about food.

It's the Spring Festival! Firecrackers are heard all the time, and every household cuts window grilles and sticks Spring Festival couplets, which is very lively. As the sun sets, I am humming a tune with my schoolbag on my back and walking on my way home. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother washing pots and cutting meat in the kitchen. I was so busy that I was sweating. It turns out that my mother wants to cook her specialty-braised pork.

I went into the room and began to do my homework. My father sat on the sofa, absorbed in reading the newspaper. My grandmother danced square dance with radiant music, and my grandfather was working out. Braised pork is ready, and the thick fragrance wafts into my room, attracting me to drop my exercise book and run to the table like a rabbit. "Is it braised pork?" I can't wait to ask my mother, "Yes, you greedy cat." Say that finish, she scraped my little nose. I picked up a piece of meat and put it in my mouth. Ah, it smells good! Followed by dad, he sniffed and said, "This dish of braised pork is really delicious." Grandpa and grandma also came to the table. Mother saw the whole family, and said loudly, "Dinner is ready!" "We picked up chopsticks, picked up braised pork and put it in our mouth, and wolfed it down. Mother smiled and said, "Be careful, don't choke." In this way, we ate a plate of braised pork with relish.

The braised pork cooked by mother contains her deep love for us. I love braised pork, and I love my mother more!