媽媽教我包餃子英語作文

　　導語：餃子源於古代的'角子。餃子原名“嬌耳”，相傳是我國醫聖張仲景首先發明的，距今已有一千八百多年的歷史了。下面是小編為大家帶來的媽媽教我包餃子英語作文，希望對大家有所幫助。

　　媽媽教我包餃子作文1

　　Last Saturday, I heard my mother say that I want to make dumplings. I was interested in eating dumplings. I went to my mother and said, "mom, I love dumplings. Can I learn to make dumplings?" The mother thought for a moment and then said, "yes!"

　　Get the material ready. I'll be there when mom and I get together. I took out a piece of wrappers, a spoonful of filling, and a pinch on the side, "oh," I cried. "What's the stuffing? The mother came over and said, "you squeezed too much. This piece is to throw, take a new one again, do not knead too vigorously." I said yes, then took out a new piece of dumpling, and put the filling in, and then I gave it a little pinch, "oops!" and I called again. "Why not? Mother said, "add some water on the side." I listened and tried it later, and soon a dumpling was made by me! My mother said, "the filling is not leaking, but the shape is a little... "I looked at the dumplings in my hands and said disappointedly," are they like wonton?" Mother saw that I was about to cry, hurriedly say: "not like, unlike: the first time wrapped up like this, already very good." After hearing this, I was very happy, and sure enough, after more than an hour's effort, the dumplings were better, and soon we had the dumplings wrapped.

　　Finally, it was waiting for the dumplings, waiting for a few minutes, a plate of delicious dumplings came out, I sandwiched a piece, into the mouth, "how delicious!" I used to eat and I didn't think it tasted so good. This time, it may be the result of my hard work. I am so happy, I said happily, "I learned to make dumplings today, that's great!"

　　媽媽教我包餃子作文2

　　Today noon, mother said to teach me to make dumplings. That's great. I wanted to learn from my mother for a long time, and I finally got a chance today.

　　The mother served the meat and dumpling wrappers and said, "boy, watch it." She put the wrappers lay open on the left hand, and then with a spoon to dig a little bit of meat in the dumpling skin, put the wrappers can be folded in half and dip in with finger wipe a little water on the leather, pinch the among them, pinch the edge along the wrappers, blink of an eye, a big, beautiful dumpling appeared in front of my eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off it. My mother had just wrapped one, and I grabbed a piece of leather and couldn't wait to start the bag. I thought to myself, "it's easy to make dumplings. It's a piece of cake!" I learn to mother's appearance, put the wrappers in his left hand, put a big spoon filling, put in the middle of the leather pinched, then both sides a pinch, yi, dumpling stuffing intractably slip out from the lining and to hold, but pinched on the left to the right and the leakage, skin have to waste, alas, is really doing ah, pack dumpling looks simple, good package is really not easy! I picked up a dumpling skin, took less paste placed in the middle of the leather, folded in half once, carefully a pinch here, there is a pressure, ha ha, managed to pack good, can be put in the dish like a drunk drunk stagger. I defy spirit, adhere to the package again a few, but they have very skinny belly, like a few days didn't eat collapse on the table, some strange shapes, like an ugly duck, to see mom package dumplings, vigorous spirit. Well, I'm a little discouraged. My mother said to me, "everything is difficult at the beginning, don't worry, master the essentials, just pack a few more." I have patience to carry the bag ah, slowly, the dumplings are more and more beautiful, one by one stand the belly, stand firmly.

　　At the beginning of the dumplings, I wished that the dumplings would be cooked immediately, and a few minutes later, the steaming dumplings were served. I ate my dumplings in a big gulp, and I felt very delicious.

　　媽媽教我包餃子作文3

　　Every time when I see my mom and dad make dumplings, I think to myself, making dumplings looks really funny, and I learn it too.

　　Finally, my mother said, "come, I will teach you to make dumplings!" I'm so happy.

　　"First, place the dough in the palm of your hand, and then use a spoon to put some of the dumplings into your skin." Mother said as she demonstrated. I did the same thing. Just finish these two steps, I am proud to say: "originally make dumplings is such a thing!" "Don't panic," my mother told me. "that's half of it. It's not that easy to make dumplings."

　　"The mother added:" at the end of the dough, the dumplings are ready." Hey, don't say, this dumpling is really like a living 'little fat kid'! I pinched, I couldn't hold it. I was so angry that I squeezed the dumplings. I had to take another skin bag outside. Oh, what a ugliness! I just know: "it is easy to make dumplings easy to do difficult!"

　　My mother comforted me and said, "it's all right. Make dumplings. Take your time." And I blushed, and blamed myself for not being so proud. Mom and I packed a few more, ah. The dumplings are in the pan!

　　When the dumplings were ready, I looked at my dumplings and laughed with embarrassment.

　　媽媽教我包餃子作文4

　　During my five years in elementary school, my mother taught me so many things, such as cleaning the room, washing clothes, sweeping the floor... In these things, I remember most of the time that my mother taught me to make dumplings.

　　Remember that day, mom walked to say: "tonight we eat jiaozi." As soon as I heard it, I remembered that every time my mother made dumplings, it was delicious. So I said, "I want to learn to make dumplings." Mom said, "ok."

　　I was sitting in my chair when my mother brought me the noodles and said, "roll the dough first." It's so easy for me to listen to the roll dough. Mother showed me a demonstration and I did it my way. I found it hard to roll out the dough. I picked up the dough and rolled it out, always rolling too slowly, like a snail walking. Mother said, "never mind, come slowly." I followed my mother's words slowly, and soon, a piece of noodles was rolled out by me, but it was square, and my mother rolled it round. "Don't lose heart," she said. "just practice a few more times and you'll roll." I had more confidence in my mother's words.

　　After rolling out the dough, my mother taught me to make dumplings. As soon as I saw it, I wrapped myself up in confidence, but it was not what I had imagined. I first picked up the skin, put the meat on the surface, and kneaded it, but the skin was broken for a while, and then it was broken, and the dew filled me. I was beginning to lose heart again, and my mother said kindly, "you put too much meat on it, and it's too strong." I picked up another piece of skin, put a little bit of meat properly, and held it gently, just like a dumpling. After a while, the dumplings were cooked, and I tasted delicious!

　　When my mother taught me to make dumplings, I got it: what I do is simple and difficult to do.