Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Traditional stories - The 900-word composition about wrapping wonton focuses on how to wrap it. What is this?

The 900-word composition about wrapping wonton focuses on how to wrap it. What is this?

One day, my mother and I went shopping in the supermarket. My mother took a pack of quick-frozen wonton and said to me, "Let's eat wonton tonight!" " "I quickly shook my head and said," I want to eat wonton wrapped at home! ""Mom thought for a while and said, "All right! I happen to have wonton skin at home. Then, let's do it ourselves today! "

When I got home, my mother and I chopped up the meat, took out the wonton skin and began to wrap it. I watched my mother wrap it skillfully and couldn't help admiring it. An idea suddenly rose in my heart: I also want to learn to make wonton! If my parents eat my own wonton, they will be very happy! "Mom, I want to learn how to make wonton and help you share some!" I said to my mother. Hearing this, mother smiled from ear to ear and said, "Yes, yes!" " "

At first, my mother wrapped a wonton for me, and then taught me by hand. I slowly learned the steps: first put a wonton skin flat on my hand, then put a little meat in the middle with chopsticks, then fold the wonton skin in half, fold two corners in the middle, and then squeeze a wonton hard to form. Knowing the steps, I quickly got rid of my mother's hand and wrapped it myself. Get up, my first package of wonton meat is too much. When the wonton skin is folded again, the meat comes out. However, I am not discouraged. Anyway, "failure is the mother of success"! Then, I took out a little bit of meat stuffing, but when I was almost done, I pushed too hard and broke both corners. This time, I am a little impatient. I left the wonton and said angrily to my mother, "I don't pack wonton." It's too difficult. I can't do it! " "After hearing this, my mother said to me," If you do everything by halves, you can't learn anything well. "I understand what my mother said and continue to make wonton. Gradually, I got the hang of it. I wrapped one better than the other. When eating, I watched my parents eat, and my heart was full of joy.

I learned to make wonton. Although it was only one afternoon, I was very happy.