Write a 500-word composition for rice cakes.

In ordinary daily life, everyone has tried to write a composition, which is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. You always have no way to write a composition? The following are 500 words of my composition for making rice cakes. Welcome everyone to learn from them. I hope it helps you.

500 words 1 Every year before the Spring Festival, my grandmother will send us handmade water-milled rice cakes. Whenever this time, my mother will tell me her childhood memories: for example, watching adults "grab rice cakes" with friends, and grandma's fried rice cakes. Although all the ingredients were ordinary at that time, they always made my mother forget it. During the winter vacation, my father and I discussed making a plate of fried rice cakes for my mother to surprise her.

In the morning, my father and I went to the market to buy the necessary ingredients for fried rice cakes, including grandpa's pork, winter bamboo shoots, leeks and mustard. Under the guidance of my father, I cut the rice cake into small pieces first. Hey, why is this rice cake so hard? It's not so hard to watch mom and dad cut rice cakes at ordinary times. I barely cut the rice cake, and then I peeled the winter bamboo shoots. I peeled off his clothes layer by layer and gave them to my father for treatment. Dad cut the winter bamboo shoots into filaments, and finally dad helped me cut the shredded pork and leeks.

Everything is ready, start frying rice cakes! I poured the oil into the pot, and soon it crackled like firecrackers. When it calmed down, I carefully put in the shredded pork, "Hiss …", and I hid back. After a few quick fry, add shredded bamboo shoots and leeks, and continue to stir fry with a shovel. Under the command of my father, I poured the rice cake in and sprinkled a little water. A few minutes later, the fried rice cake came out of the pot. At this time, my mother just came back and was very happy to see this big plate of fried rice cakes. After taking a bite, my mother gave me a thumbs-up sign. "Great!"

Making rice cakes for my mother when I was a child filled me with a sense of accomplishment.

One rainy Sunday, my mother took me to play in Yongdong fishing village. The skills of the masters there in making rice cakes opened our eyes and made us full of praise.

First of all, a white-haired old master used a square sieve with a side length of about 45 cm to rub sticky rice flour balls into small pieces and leak them through small holes. Then, put the rice noodles in a wooden bucket and steam them in a cauldron. After about 20 minutes, they will be cooked.

Then, a strong master swung the gavel and raised it to the top of his head, only to hear a bang and the gavel fell. Another master kept kneading dumplings. "oh! Oh, dear! Hey! " While hammering dumplings, the master sang labor songs. I thought to myself: it's really fun to watch! I'll try it. It must be great! With the permission of the master, I also went up and hammered a few times. The gavel is very heavy! I can't lift it by myself. The master will help me swing with it. People around us were frightened, afraid of hurting the hand of the master of glutinous rice balls, and they squeezed a cold sweat for the master from time to time.

Finally, making rice cakes. First, divide the dumplings into small balls, then rub them into thick and long belts by hand, pick up the plum blossom seal made of wood and press it hard, and a plum blossom will remain on the rice cake. The masters also help us to do it together. The master's skill is superb. He pinched it at will, divided by three times and five times, and became a vivid "white rabbit". There are also some greedy ghosts who pick up dumplings and send them to their mouths. In a blink of an eye, the dumplings were all gone.

Yes

Making rice cakes is really a technical job. It looks simple, but it's hard to do! Have time to experience it!

The composition written on the rice cake has reached 500 words. Looking at the hot rice cakes on the table, foodies always drool, and eating delicious rice cakes is a kind of enjoyment. Today, I also made delicious rice cakes that make people drool all over the floor.

At grandma's house in the country, I poured a few kilograms of rice prepared in advance into a basin full of water. Soaked for 15 minutes, and I washed it carefully. After washing, I put the rice in a big barrel. This vat is really strange. There is a hole in the bottom of the bucket, and there is a filter screen in the hole, which is blocked! Put the water in the jar, and then cover it; Then, pour water into the pot, put the vat in, and wait for 15 minutes after the fire. After cooking, open the lid of the bucket and a pot of steaming porridge will appear in front of you. Why do you cook porridge? I asked my grandmother, and I also asked her, only to know that the rice would be softer. I stared at grandma, and grandma opened the plug and brushed it, and porridge water flowed out. It turns out that the plug still has this function!

The next step is to drain water. I had a hard time, and then poured the drained rice on the stone mill. I saw my grandmother with a sledgehammer, slamming it on the rice. It turned over and I was too tired to stand up after several heavy blows. This arduous task had to be handed over to my grandmother, who thumped a few times and took it to the kitchen for steaming, steaming and thumping.

This time, the task is to finalize the design. I put some oil on my hands, then I took out a zongzi, kneaded it into a round shape, and then I squeezed out a modest "cake". Fifteen minutes later, the task was completed. Grandma cut our own rice cake into sections, fried it and added soy sauce to make a delicious soy sauce rice cake.

In the evening, the family ate delicious rice cakes, and everyone's face was filled with happiness. I am very happy to eat my own rice cake.

It's 500 words, four words for Chinese New Year. As soon as I got back to my hometown, I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, I want to eat rice cakes! This time, can I make rice cakes with you? " "Well, all right, but don't hold me back!" Grandma said helplessly.

Today is New Year's Eve. Grandma is too slow. She doesn't want to think about how much I like rice cakes. However, today she really prepared the materials! Grandma brought a big iron basin, a pot of water, a bag of brown sugar, a bag of white sugar and a bag of starch. She asked me to pour the starch in, which was half of the iron basin. I poured starch all over the floor, but I forgot how much to pour. "It should be more than half." I think. I walked halfway, stopped for a second and continued to pour. Grandma saw it and rushed up. "This can't be more!" She shouted. It turned out that I was going to continue to fall, but grandma jumped on me and all the flour in her hand fell on my face. "ah!" I let out a scream. Now, I am a "flour man". Grandma smiled and took me to the bathroom to wash the flour on my face. I'm too afraid to make rice cakes, so grandma has to do the rest of the work. I watched grandma skillfully pour white sugar and brown sugar into the iron basin, and then she was going to add water. I watched, and my hand itched again. "I'll pour it!" I said. Grandma handed me the kettle and I poured it. "That's enough!" Grandma shouted. I stirred it and it immediately became sticky. I stirred it again. Grandma said it was ready to steam, so she took it. In the evening, the rice cake is steamed. On New Year's Day, the rice cake dried up. I shouted happily with a rice cake.

Eat rice cakes on the first day of the New Year, and you will be promoted step by step! "

I like winter because there is a lively Spring Festival in winter. What impressed me the most was that winter four years ago.

That year, my grandmother and mother and I went to our hometown in Ningbo for the New Year. There are many relatives in China. Every day from east to west, seven aunts and eight aunts get together, which is very lively.

In order to open my eyes, my uncle decided to have sex with glutinous rice. Moreover, glutinous rice slices need a lot of manpower, so my uncle called all my cousins. It turns out that the raw material of rice cake is rice flour, while the glutinous rice block is made of glutinous rice. I saw young boys pour steamed rice flour into a big stone mortar, and then take turns pounding and grinding it with a hammer-like rammer, while my uncle kept turning the rice flour and lifted the rammer to make it evenly crushed. I raised the rammer curiously. It's too heavy for me to carry with all my strength. Everyone laughed, and I made a big blush.

If you regard it as a piece of glutinous rice, you will be more tired. It takes a lot of effort to grind glutinous rice into sticky and soft dough. In addition, glutinous rice is sticky enough, and it takes a lot of effort to lift the tamper every time. I admire my great-uncle. I saw him dipping his palm in water by the stone mortar and turning the dough quickly. Really energetic. If he doesn't move neatly, the big rammer will hit his hand, and the consequences will be unimaginable!

The rolled rice cake balls were pulled into strips by uncles and then thrown on the chopping board. We children were so anxious that we picked up the hot rice cake strips one by one, put them into the oiled mold, pressed them with our hands, then turned the mold over and patted it on the chopping board, and a beautifully patterned rice cake was made. Looking at the bigger rice cakes, everyone's interest is not to mention how high.

Because there are many people, it takes a long time to make a rice cake, so we can only use a "buffet" at noon. There is a bowl of sesame crisp and a bowl of shredded bamboo shoots with sauerkraut on the chopping board. Whoever is hungry will pick up the rice cake or glutinous rice, wrap it with sweet or salty stuffing and have a good meal. This fresh taste really made him unforgettable all his life ... I remember the appearance of rice cakes and the fragrant winter best!

Do you know what the rice cakes that every family will eat during the Spring Festival are made of? Do you know how to make rice cakes? Before, I didn't know, but today I finally know.

People in the mountains always make rice cakes during the Spring Festival. Today, my parents and I went to Zeya to play and met a village that made rice cakes. The place where rice cakes are made is in a stone house, which is a little dark. There are many people in the room, mostly baskets of white rice lined up in a long queue. To make rice cakes, rice must be washed first. This process is carried out outside the house. After the meal is washed, they will move into the house and queue up. Then, pour the rice into the machine, which will turn the rice into many powders and enter a big white bag. Someone will pour the powder into a bucket and then into another machine. This machine is used for mixing. The man added water to it, and then the machine began to turn. The bearing in the middle extends three feet in different lengths, and the machine turns and turns. After a while, the flour and water were evenly mixed together and became a ball of flour. The hole under the machine was opened and the dough was put into the steamer. Then, the steamer filled with flour and dough is put in a big stove, and the fire in the hearth is very strong. After a while, the dough is cooked. Finally, the dough comes out of a small hole in the machine and becomes a long white strip. Cut it into sections with scissors and put it on a bamboo board covered with linen. It becomes a rice cake when it hardens. I brought some newly baked rice cakes to eat. It tastes good, but it's a little weak.

Making rice cakes is so interesting. Today really opened my eyes. Rice cakes are not only delicious, but also mean "getting taller every year".

On Saturday, I had a whim to make sugar rice cakes. I started doing it after asking my mother.

I took out the powder, poured it into the basin, then poured some hot water and began to mix the noodles. It was not easy to get along with at first, and my hands were covered with powder. My mother patiently showed it to me when she was busy. I am dazzled. My mother cooked quickly, and all the flour was "subdued". A mass of dough appeared in front of my eyes. My mother let me try it. I made it very carefully. Soon, a decent dough appeared in my hand. I am very proud, but my mother said to me, "Don't be too happy, the more difficult part is yet to come!" " "After listening, I watched my mother carefully cut the noodles and then cut them myself.

Mom is right, and the next step is fried rice cakes. It is said that if the rice cake is fried into golden yellow, the cooked rice cake will become fragrant and crisp, and it will not be deformed when cooked. I'll pour the oil into the pot first, and when there is a sizzling sound in the pot, I can put the rice cake. When I put the rice cake, the oil jumped out playfully. I was so scared that it took me a long time to recover. I saw that the rice cake was fragrant, so I immediately turned it upside down. I spent half an hour frying my rice cake.

After I put all the rice cakes in the pot, I pour the water into the pot. When the water boils, I add sugar. The more sugar, the better. First, melt the sugar on high fire, then simmer for ten minutes on low fire, and then you can cook.

I took a piece of rice cake and tasted it. "Wow!" "How sweet! But my heart is sweeter, because I learned to make sweet rice cakes.

Last Friday, I went to my mother's colleague Aunt Chen's house to make rice cakes.

When I came to the rice cake shop, I saw that the hot air filled the small rice cake shop, and the raging fire jumped in the furnace and crackled the wooden bamboo tube. In the workshop, people are sweating like rain, talking and laughing, blowing their hands with their mouths from time to time, and their faces are filled with the joy of harvest.

It's our turn! One master skillfully poured the cooked and steamed rice noodles into the machine, while another master carefully cut the extra-long rice cake strips into rice cake segments with a knife and threw them to us. This is a busy time! At this end, I "fought in the front line", regardless of the burning pain in my hands, the flour, rice flour and sweat on my red face mixed together, covering every corner of my face. I still packed the rice cakes in rows and sent them to the "home front".

At the other end, mom and aunt are much more relaxed. All they have to do is move the coded rice cakes to the car, and the rest is to eat! The ingenious mother made the rice cake into a "big cake", put the side dishes on it, and then carefully wrapped the "big cake" into a ball by hand, and so on, and it became a big rice cake ball with one hand!

In this case, I began to interview other positions. I saw that the villagers were ruddy and sweaty, and went straight down to thousands of feet; And dad actually took a rice cake ball in his right hand and left hand, and had a good time. It can really be said that "the villagers are sweating and the citizens are round"!

Having fun, eating happily, watching happily, and making rice cakes really made me very happy, and also made me realize the hardships and tiredness of farmers in producing food, and educated me to understand "Who knows that food in China is hard?"

I rolled up my sleeves, and that joy was needless to mention. I seem to smell the smell of rice cakes. In the early morning of New Year's Eve, I saw my grandmother busy buying candied dates, sweet-scented osmanthus and glutinous rice flour to steam rice cakes! I grew up so big that I can eat delicious rice cakes sent by my grandmother from the countryside every year, but I have never seen how my grandmother steamed rice cakes. I just returned to my hometown this year, so I have to "practice" myself.

Finally, after lunch, grandma took out the steamer from the cupboard. So I said to my grandmother, "Let me be your assistant. I will feel sweeter if I eat my own steamed cake! " "Grandma smiled and agreed. I rolled up my sleeves, and that joy was forgotten. I seem to smell the smell of rice cakes.

I saw grandma pour glutinous rice flour into the bamboo plaque first, and then added sugar, candied dates and sweet-scented osmanthus into it. Then stir it back and forth quickly with a spoon. Grandma told me: "The cakes steamed in this way have both the sweetness of candied dates and the fragrance of osmanthus, which makes people memorable." I thought to myself: no wonder grandma sends a lot of rice cakes every year, but I always feel underfed. Thinking about it, I learned from my grandmother and kept stirring with chopsticks.

Then, grandma put a pot of water and some chopsticks in the cauldron, covered the lid and let grandpa light it. After a while, the room was filled with steam and the water boiled. At this time, grandma gently smeared the clear oil on the inner wall of the steamer with gauze, put in the mixed rice noodles, patted the rice noodles around the steamer with her hands, and quickly put the steamer on the pot for steaming after the rice noodles were firm. After a while, several naughty bubbles appeared in the rice noodle. When the bubbles burst, steam came out of the rice noodle. Grandma lowered her head, carefully observed the source of steam, and kept spreading rice noodles at the outlet. Grandma was busy adding rice noodles while giving me "face-to-face instruction": "This rice noodle is very particular, otherwise the steamed cake is cooked in some places and tastes very bad." Grandma has been taking care of grandpa to make the kitchen bigger. Not long after, a fragrant crisp came to the nose, and a cage of glutinous and fragrant rice cakes was steamed.

Making rice cakes 500 words 10 Grandma called me and told me that we were going to make rice cakes this Thursday. Hearing the news, my sister and I were overjoyed. Our family will go to eat rice cakes and make rice cakes together on Thursday! After school in the afternoon, my father took us to the machine factory that made rice cakes.

The noise from the machine inside is deafening. We found our grandparents. Our rice is being ground into powder by a machine. I said, "What is this?" Grandma said, "This is a flour mill. If you pour rice from the hole above, it will turn into powder in a few seconds and fall into the basket. " After grinding, the powder is fine and bright. We arranged the baskets in a long line, then moved forward slowly and finally arrived. We pour rice noodles into four steamers and steam them separately. The machinery factory is very humid, and the roof is covered with steam, which condenses into small drops and falls down. After the rice noodles were steamed for a few minutes, the first bucket was released, and the workers poured the steamed rice noodles in the bucket on the wooden table. At this time, the rice flour has become a cake flower. I grabbed a hot cake flower in one hand, ate it with a small shovel, and then three other barrels. We shoveled the cake flowers one by one and put them in the machine. The cake flowers are squeezed by the machine and become a long dragon, slowly coming out of the machine. A worker took a big axe and cut the steaming rice cake into pieces. Grandparents wrap the rice cakes in plastic bags prepared in advance. I also learned from my grandmother's appearance, wrapped the hot rice cakes in plastic bags and put them neatly in the photo frame.

I took a freshly wrapped rice cake and took a bite while it was hot. Delicious taste is really delicious! Grandma smiled and said, "It will taste better with brown sugar." I took a bite of brown sugar. This taste is really full of praise. This is the rice cake in our hometown. Come and have a taste!

500 words 1 1 During New Year's Day, grandpa's village will make handmade rice cakes.

As soon as I entered, I saw a group of people around a big stone jar, and an old man was pounding dough with a big stone hammer. Grandpa said, "This is a stone mortar, this sledgehammer is called a hoe, and this grandfather is pounding rice cake balls." I see. How interesting!

Dad took me to the kitchen to see, and there were baskets of white flour on the table. Grandpa said: "Rice should be soaked for about 20 days, then ground into powder and steamed before it can be mashed." After that, he picked up a snow-white dough, wrapped it in mustard tuber and handed it to me: "This is called' snowflake dough', which is delicious!" My mother and I both took a bite. It tastes great!

Coming out of the kitchen, my father-in-law has pounded the rice cake jiaozi. He threw the hot rice cake on a big table, and immediately two fathers-in-law grabbed the dough and rubbed it into long strips and divided it into small pieces. The person behind took the small dough, kneaded it into small strips and passed it on to the person behind. I saw them pressing a small strip with a patterned template, and a flat patterned rice cake was finished. Finally, cover it with a red seal and you can take it to one side to dry.

Everyone is working in full swing, and I have joined the workforce. Dad brought me a board, and I pressed the rice cake like everyone else. Gradually, I became more and more skilled and began to compete with friends who were under a lot of pressure. Dad praised us all for being great, neck and neck! I also tried to print, pinch ingots and make rice cakes. It is really interesting!

Grandpa said that rice cakes mean getting taller every year, so I must eat more rice cakes!

500 words 12 My specialty is: making brown sugar rice cakes. It brings me happiness.

In the morning, with a cry, "I'm hungry!" "Come, I'm in a daze, my mother called me to make brown sugar rice cakes for her to eat. Reluctantly, I went to the kitchen, put on my cloak, chef's hat and cuffs, and started cooking.

First of all, take the rice cake out of the refrigerator, pick up a bowl, fill it with water, take a hot bath for the rice cake and wash all the impurities off your body. Put oil in the pot, smooth it, turn on a small fire, put the rice cake in, and make it burn like a pancake, toss and turn, really like a pancake, and it will be cooked soon. Just as it was about to take the brown sugar, it couldn't wait to come out, threw itself on the ground and screamed, "It really hurts! It really hurts! " After I cleaned up, I put the rice cake on the plate. Tired, too. Let it sleep. Put brown sugar and water into a pot, simmer until it is sticky, and put it into the rice cake so that both sides are evenly stained with brown sugar and water.

I hurried to wake my mother. When she saw it, she couldn't wait to eat it Her mouth was full of oil, her eyes sparkled and she shut up comfortably. She kept saying "delicious". Suddenly, her mother pooped and spit out the rice cake. She said with a wry smile, "You have a piece that is not ripe." I smiled awkwardly, and my mother said, "You can fry another plate as your punishment." I had to agree and made brown sugar rice cakes. Although it is a good play, it will fail several times, but I am not discouraged because I know that failure is the mother of success.

My major has given me happiness and pain, but the most important thing is to give me a truth.

Eating rice cakes is one of the traditional Chinese New Year customs in China, but the rice cakes vary from place to place. My grandmother said that our family's rice cake making skills have been passed down for more than 70 years. Today, I will introduce the appearance, taste and practice of my hometown-Huolong rice cake.

Dragon's rice cakes are made up of red and white. This rice cake has a square white cake at the bottom and a red cake at the top. The patterns and fonts are beautiful, and different fonts represent different meanings. After reading the steamed rice cake, people can't help but pick it up and have a bite. Its fragrance will suddenly spread in your mouth. The sweet but not greasy taste of glutinous rice, chewy and strong sticky tension lingers between the lips and teeth, which makes me endless aftertaste, and I can't hold it one after another.

This kind of rice cake is very simple, but it also needs full care: grandma takes out the live glutinous rice flour first and sets it with tools. Then, she sprinkled red glutinous rice flour on the wooden mold engraved with patterns and words to fill the concave place. Then, she evenly arranged the mold with 18 squares, sprinkled white glutinous rice flour, covered the template, and quickly turned it over. Haha, the shape of the rice cake is there. I nodded without hesitation. But grandma said, "silly boy, this rice cake is still loose." We should gently move this lattice mold a few times and let it take shape. " I nodded inexplicably, and finally grandma carefully put the rice cake into the pot for steaming. Later, grandma asked me, "Hanhan, do you know why we eat rice cakes?" What's the point of eating rice cakes? " I scratched my head and shook my head.

Grandma said to me meaningfully, "Eating rice cakes means that our work and life are getting better every year. The rice cake is also called "rice cake", which is homophonic with "rice cake". " This skill must be carried forward and passed down by our next generation, and this folk art cannot be lost! ! !

The Year of the Monkey is here. Have you ever eaten rice cakes? I wish all of us a better life every year.

Before the Spring Festival, my mother took me to make rice cakes. Along the way, I was very excited and kept speculating in my mind: what will it be like? After a while, before the car reached the place, there was a "rumbling" machine sound.

Look carefully, there are so many people! Baskets of rice are lined up, waiting to be ground into powder. Soaked white rice grains are more crystal clear and sparkling under the sunlight. It was grandpa's turn, only to see him neatly pick up a basket of rice, hold his back in one hand and fall to the mouth of the "monster". It is said to be a "monster", but it is actually a rice thresher. I saw that the rice was quickly swallowed by the "monster" and disappeared. Grandpa quickly put the basket at the exit. After a while, white rice noodles slowly flowed out and filled a big basket. Qi Xin joined forces to carry the rice noodles to the other side and waited in line.

Finally. Everyone pours the powder into a big basket, and a master adds water and salt to the powder, stirs it evenly, and pours it into a steaming bucket for steaming. "If you don't steam it, it's raw, and you can't make a cake." Mom told me. Rice noodles are "struggling" in the boiling steam, and I am quietly waiting for the miracle to happen.

After waiting for a while, I began to make cakes. I saw that the master put the cooked flour into the hole of the machine with the size of eight centimeters, and the cake finally came out of the hole, but once was not enough, and the cake entered the "belly" of the machine for a "trip", so that the extruded rice cake would be smooth and tender. After the rice cake came out, it was cut into strips by the master and slipped down. Grandpa put the cake on the bamboo curtain by hand. Looking at the white and tender rice cakes, I can't help drooling and can't wait to catch one. The weather is really hot.

Grandpa wrapped some brown sugar in the rice cake, and I ate it with relish. It is really delicious on earth!

Making rice cakes is a folk custom in Yuhuan rural areas and a symbol of Chinese New Year. I like making rice cakes.

When the winter vacation comes, my parents will take me to grandpa's house. My mother said that my grandfather's family is going to make rice cakes this year. I can stop by and see them. This is once a year, and every household has to do it!

In the morning, grandpa has soaked the glutinous rice in the water. Grandpa said that he soaked 50 Jin of rice this year. In the afternoon, we washed the rice again and drained the water in the bucket, leaving only rice. Then pour the rice into the flour mill, start the machine, and then the white flour will flow from the outlet of the machine to a very large basin that we have prepared in advance. Add some water and stir it by hand several times to make the water and flour mix evenly. Grandpa and I will pour the powder into the steamer and steam it. After about 10 minutes, the steamer began to smoke, and the smoke was getting bigger and bigger, indicating that it was ripe.

Grandpa poured the steamed powder into the rice cake machine. Immediately, a white strip emerged from a small hole in the rice cake machine. I saw water sprayed on the rice cake in the small hole and asked, "Grandpa, why is there water sprayed on the rice cake here!" " "Grandpa said," Because the newly steamed rice cake is easy to stick to the machine strips, it won't stick when sprayed. "White strips are sent to the bottom of the cake cutter like a conveyor belt and cut into pieces. The aunt sitting next to her is responsible for putting the cut rice cake on a small bamboo board until the owner moves away. I also tried to move it, but because it was too heavy, I almost dropped the rice cake. It's a good thing my mom caught it.

We moved the rice cakes to a bamboo board the size of a straw mat and put them away one by one. I can't wait to take a bite. The taste is light, but I still feel very fragrant!

I think making rice cakes is really interesting and fun! Mom said, making rice cakes adds a strong flavor to the New Year!