Ingredients: 1 egg.
Accessories: appropriate amount of oil and appropriate amount of salt.
Steps:
1. Add a few drops of oil to the pot, crack the eggs and pour the egg liquid directly into the pot
2. Use a spoon to slightly Sprinkle some salt on the eggs
3. Wait over low heat until the egg white and yolk solidify
4. Turn over
5. Turn over Cook until golden brown on both sides, and the egg yolk is solid and does not run out
6. Prepare the omelette
7. Serve with 1 slice of bread
8. Serve with A 400-word composition about ordering fruits and fried eggs
"Life is like climbing a hill, you have to go step by step."
"I am going to experience the fun of fried eggs today."
I feel confident about my first try! I took out four eggs from the refrigerator and started beating them.
When I cracked the fourth egg, something unexpected happened. This egg was so naughty and wanted to jump out of my hand. It was a wonderful metaphor for anthropomorphism! I held it tightly, and when I was about to beat it, it fell heavily to the ground, and the egg whites stuck to the ground. I finally got rid of these sticky things, so that there were only three eggs left. .
I stirred them, turned on the gas, and put in a little yellow soybean oil.
Sprinkle the beaten eggs on top.
Thought: It takes time to fry eggs.
Then I picked up the book "Cooking Encyclopedia" and read it with great interest.
The book said: "After frying the eggs for two or three minutes, separate the eggs.
"I used a shovel as a knife to slowly separate the eggs, and then turned them over a few times. .
But it was still too late, the eggs were burnt black.
I thought: "Suffering is a university!" It seems that nothing is easy.
At this time, my mother who was sitting in the living room watching TV hurriedly walked in, "Why does it smell so bad!" I made a face at my mother and ran away from her like a mouse seeing a cat. .
As the saying goes, "Everything is difficult at the beginning!" Frying eggs also requires real effort.
It seems that learning is not that simple! A 350-word essay on fried eggs
Everyone has their first time to do something. What I will never forget is the first time I scrambled eggs.
Scrambled eggs were originally a very simple thing in my eyes, but after I made it myself, I really understood how troublesome it is.
That time, my parents went to work and were not at home, but it was already noon and no one was cooking, so I had to cook it myself.
But what can I cook at a young age? After thinking about it for a while, I finally decided to make scrambled eggs.
Just do it. I beat the eggs, stirred them evenly, brushed the pot, burned the pot, and poured in the oil. I did the whole preparation process very well.
But when I was about to pour the eggs into the pot, an accident happened suddenly. At this time, for some reason, the oil in the pot suddenly splashed, and I was so scared that I rushed out of the kitchen.
After a while, the oil in the pot stopped splashing, and I slowly poured the eggs into the pot. However, the sound of the oil splashing was louder than before, and I was frightened into the kitchen again. outside.
When I went over again, I turned over the eggs and saw that they were broken and mushy.
I quickly turned off the fire and took out the eggs.
In the blink of an eye, a good egg turned into one side that was battered and blackened, and the other side was half-cooked.
My first scrambled eggs failed like this.
Later, under the guidance of my mother, I mastered the skills of making scrambled eggs, and the eggs never burned or cooked again. A 300-word composition on fried eggs with onomatopoeia.
Fried eggs Because my parents are not at home today, I have to cook by myself.
My specialty is fried eggs.
I first took out two large eggs from the refrigerator, which were white and fat, like a small fist. Then I took out a bowl and lightly knocked the eggs on the edge of the bowl. A crack is revealed.
I carefully opened the egg shell to both sides and rolled the egg yolk and egg white into the bowl.
The yolk of the egg is like a golden golden sun that has just risen, and the white of the egg is like a stream in the clouds and mist, like glue and water.
I took out my chopsticks and smashed the eggs into a paste.
Then take out the pot, light the gas stove, and pour a small spoonful of oil into the pot. After a while, the oil exploded "cracking, crackling, crackling".
I poured the eggs into the pot.
"This-this-this-".
The oil in the pot splashed everywhere, fried my hands, and burned me to death.
At this time, the eggs have become big and fat, and the bubbles have expanded one by one. The egg white on this side has slowly dried, revealing bursts of fragrance. I quickly scooped up the eggs with a spatula. When the cake was turned over, the egg on this side had a golden face, like a fat golden wheat cake smiling at me! I poured warm water next to the golden wheat cakes and covered the pot so that the golden wheat cakes could take a good bath.
After a while, the golden wheat cake became hot all over and was tumbling in the pot. I turned down the heat and opened the pot lid. Suddenly, all the smoke in the pot lid rushed out. It was like a smoke bomb was thrown out, completely covering my eyes.
After the smoke dissipated, I put salt, soy sauce, and MSG into the pot. Finally, I turned off the gas valve, picked up the spatula, and shoveled the eggs into the bowl.
In this way, the delicious dish of fried eggs is ready.
... Title: I learned how to fry eggs>>Write an essay
400 words Everyone has their own skills, and my skill is to fry delicious and delicious eggs. Crispy eggs.
I learned this skill last week.
A few days ago, I saw that the eggs fried by my mother were not only golden in color, but also fragrant, crispy and delicious. I was very envious.
So I also want to learn to fry eggs.
So I asked my mother how to fry eggs, and then I quickly started to learn to fry eggs.
Like my mother, I heated the oil until it was smoking, then cracked the eggs and put them into the pot, and the oil splashed everywhere.
Oops! A squirt of hot oil hit my hands.
I hurriedly wiped the oil with my sleeves, and then used a shovel to stir it up. The oil was gone, but the eggs were broken. Alas! My beautiful egg fry failed.
But I was not discouraged, so I put on my gloves and started frying the eggs again. This time I put the eggs into the pot, added salt first, and then carefully turned the eggs over with a spatula, and the oil popped. I had no fear on the gloves either.
After a while, I fried both sides of the egg until it turned golden brown.
I quickly shoveled the eggs out and tasted them, wow! What a delicious meal! After tasting it, my mother also praised me for my skill. I felt happier than eating honey, and it had an indescribable taste! By frying eggs, I understand: As long as you work hard and think harder, you will definitely succeed! 600 words Students, do you like fried eggs? I not only like to eat fried eggs, but I can also make fried eggs myself! Today, let me tell you how I learned to fry eggs.
First, take out an egg and wash the surface of the egg with clean water. The first time I washed the egg hard, I only heard a "pop" sound, and the egg was broken into pieces by me. My mother told me: "When washing eggs, don't use too much force, because the egg skin is very thin and easily broken.
" The second time, I listened to my mother's words, gently washed the eggs, and then put the frying pan on On the gas stove, carefully turn on the fire. After the pot is hot, pour some oil into the pot. When the oil is hot, crack the eggs on the edge of the pot. Pour the egg liquid into the hot oil pot. The eggs are in the pot. When frying, you can also sprinkle some of your favorite seasonings on the eggs according to your own taste. After frying for one or two minutes, your mother said: "Now you can turn the eggs over and fry the other side."
"I followed my mother's instructions and turned the egg over to fry the other side. When I accidentally splashed a drop of oil on my hand, I felt the pain in my hand. I shouted: "I don't make fried eggs. Now, I won’t make fried eggs anymore. I will never eat fried eggs again.
"My mother told me: "Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you work hard, you will succeed. If you always retreat when encountering difficulties, then there will always be difficulties in front of you.
"After listening to my mother's words, I said to my mother: "Mom, I must overcome the difficulties. A small fried egg cannot defeat me.
"Under the careful guidance of my mother, I finally made delicious fried eggs.
I was very happy to eat the fried eggs I made with my mother.
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Students, we are growing up day by day. Whether at home or at school, we must let parents and teachers worry less about us. We must also learn various skills, not only to take care of ourselves, but also to take care of ourselves in the future. When we grow up, we can still take care of our parents.
800 words "Braised beef, stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers" Wow! So many sumptuous meals, it really makes people drool.
My mother is a good cook, and the neighbors all praised the food she cooked for being delicious and delicious.
One day, on a whim, I asked my mother to teach me how to cook. I asked my mother to teach me, so I had to agree.
My mother taught me how to make fried eggs.
>I opened the refrigerator first, took a big, fresh egg, and put it by the sink. Then I took a freshly washed pot from the shelf, put it on the stove, turned on the fire, and poured the oil in all at once. When I put it into the pot, I heard the oil spurting out with a "Zila" sound, and I kept retreating. It was really a bad start.
My mother walked into the kitchen and saw this posture and said to me: "The water in the pot needs to be filled." Do not put the oil in until it is dry, otherwise it will splash on people.
" I nodded and said, "I promise to pay attention next time.
Once alive, the second time familiar! "Suddenly, smoke came out of the pot with a "whooshing" sound, almost choking me. Then I remembered that I forgot to turn on the range hood, and quickly pressed the button, and then the "smoke disappeared". I thought the oil was probably hot. So, I picked up the egg from the sink, like a mother, and knocked it on the table. When I saw that it didn't open, I used a little strength. By accident, the egg white dripped down. I quickly grabbed a bowl and caught it. I put the egg whites and egg yolks into the pot and watched them "dive" successfully. I was relieved. But because I was in a hurry, a piece of small eggshell didn't know whether I didn't want to be separated from my good friend, or I wanted to enjoy the fun of "swimming". Unprepared, I sneaked down. I quickly picked up the rice spoon and turned it over vigorously, but the little thing just refused to obey. I couldn't let a mouse droppings ruin a pot of soup. I didn't care. One, I grabbed it with my hands. I was jumping around in pain. After waiting for more than 20 seconds, there was a "crackling" sound from the pot, and small bubbles appeared on the egg whites. Little bubbles appeared one by one, like the sweet smiling faces of children. It turned out that the white egg whites were also a little yellow. I guessed that the bottom part was ripe, so I carefully used the spatula to tilt the eggs. At the bottom, I turned the eggs over suddenly. After a while, the eggs were already yellow, so I put the eggs into a plate. Looking at my "masterpiece" that was yellow with white inside and white with yellow inside, I couldn't wait I took a bite. Although it was a little burnt, my heart was sweeter than honey. Today I fried eggs in response to the old saying, "Looking at flowers is easy, but embroidering is difficult." I was tired after frying eggs. How much mother's sweat is hidden behind the big fish and meat. You must know that our happy life today relies on those hard-working people, using their hands, to create such a beautiful today. 300 words Sunday morning, I woke up, When I opened my eyes, I found that my parents had already gone to work. I quickly got up, washed up, and prepared to have breakfast.
I opened the refrigerator door and saw that it was empty, with only a few eggs. What should I do? ? I decided to fry eggs by myself. I first put on my apron and poured the oil into the pot. I accidentally sneezed and the pot was full of my saliva. I was so anxious that I took out the eggs with my hands. Thinking of burning my hands, I couldn't help crying.
After a while, my hand no longer hurt so much... Topic: How to write a 400-word essay on "I am awesome"
One Sunday morning, I saw My mother is making my favorite fried eggs in the kitchen. I thought to myself: My mother has to get up early to make fried eggs for me every morning. How hard it is! If I learn how to fry eggs, won’t my mother be able to rest more? So, I asked my mother to teach me how to fry eggs, and my mother readily agreed.
My mother first gave me a demonstration. While doing it, she said: "Put a little oil first, wait until the oil is hot, but not too hot, otherwise the eggs will be fried, then break the eggs. Put it in, shake the pan a little so that the eggs don't stick to the pan, and then add a little salt.
When this side turns yellow, flip it over and fry the other side. When it turns yellow, it’s ready to be cooked.
“When I heard it, hey, it’s so easy! I couldn't help shouting: "Let me do it, let me do it!" But as soon as I broke the eggs, the eggs were all over my hands. When I looked, the eggs that had been beaten into the pot were already mushy. I hurriedly picked up the shovel and tried to turn the eggs, but they turned out to be mushy and rotten, and they were completely out of shape.
Alas, the first time I fried an egg ended in failure.
But I was still not discouraged, thinking that I must learn how to fry eggs, so I picked up another egg and fried the eggs for the second time.
This time, I learned the lesson from last time. When I saw it, it looked like a fried egg. I thought: "What's the problem? It's done!" But as soon as I tasted it, , Huh? What's not right? At this time, I remembered that I forgot to add salt.
The third time, I learned the lessons from the first two times and carefully followed every step my mother taught me. Finally, the frying was done. I let my mother taste it and she praised me for the frying. The eggs are beautifully colored and neither salty nor bland.
Now, when I have time, I will make fried eggs for my parents. When guests come, I will also show off my skills, and others will praise me for how good I am.
This is my specialty - fried eggs. How to write an essay on "I know how to fry eggs"
A few days ago, I saw that the eggs fried by my mother were not only golden in color, but also fragrant, crispy and delicious. I was very envious.
So I also want to learn to fry eggs.
So I asked my mother how to fry eggs, and then I quickly started to learn to fry eggs.
Like my mother, I heated the oil until it was smoking, then cracked the eggs and put them into the pot, and the oil splashed everywhere.
Oops! A squirt of hot oil hit my hands.
I hurriedly wiped the oil with my sleeves, and then used a shovel to stir it up. The oil was gone, but the eggs were broken. Alas! My beautiful egg fry failed.
But I was not discouraged, so I put on my gloves and started frying the eggs again. This time I put the eggs into the pot, added salt first, and then carefully turned the eggs over with a spatula, and the oil popped. I had no fear on the gloves either.
After a while, I fried both sides of the egg until it turned golden brown.
I quickly shoveled the eggs out and tasted them, wow! What a delicious meal! After tasting it, my mother also praised me for my skill. I felt happier than eating honey, and it had an indescribable taste! By frying eggs, I understand: As long as you work hard and think harder, you will definitely succeed! ...I learned how to write a 400-word essay on making scrambled eggs
My mother usually cooks for me, but today I will go to the kitchen to cook my favorite tomatoes under my mother’s guidance. Scrambled eggs. According to the method my mother said, first blanch the tomatoes in boiling water for a while, then take them out and tear off the skin, then put them on the cutting board and start cutting. Who knows, the tomatoes are rolling around on the cutting board? , as if it was deliberately against me. I pressed it gently with my left hand, thinking: "You can't get away now!" But when I was about to attack it, my hand started shaking again, and Tomato seemed to be laughing. Me:, you can’t even subdue a little guy like me.” I was so angry that I muttered in my heart: “What’s so great about it, I don’t believe I can’t subdue you today!” "I pressed it tightly again, and this time it finally stopped rolling. I slowly and with great difficulty cut it into small pieces with a knife. Next, I took out two more eggs and cut them as usual. The way to peel a cooked egg is to break it from the front. My mother said: "The egg should be broken into a long opening from the middle, so that the yolk and egg white can easily flow out." I once again placed the egg on the edge of the stove After a while, I broke open the eggshell with both hands, and the egg white and yolk flowed into the bowl. I put a little salt into the bowl, and then stirred gently with chopsticks, for fear of stirring the egg liquid out of the bowl. At this time, My mother told me again: "You have to stir the egg white and egg yolk evenly so that the scrambled eggs will be soft and delicious." So, I stirred vigorously for a while. After the preparations were done, I put the pot on the stove. I turned on the natural gas switch. The flames were licking the bottom of the pot. I poured some oil and saw the wisps of smoke coming out of the pot. I became a little timid. "Don't be afraid. Be brave and pour the eggs in quickly." Mom. Encourage me. I carefully poured the eggs on the bottom of the pot, and only heard a squeaking sound. I was so frightened that I dropped the egg bowl and ran away. At this time, my mother asked me to quickly stir it up with a shovel, and I walked over quietly. I kept turning the eggs with a shovel, and a strong aroma came to my nostrils. Then I poured the tomato pieces into the pot and stir-fried them with the eggs for about two minutes. Then I added a little salt and the pot was ready. I couldn't wait. I tasted a piece and it was sour and sweet. It was really a delicacy in the world! After learning how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, I realized that it is very difficult to do anything well, and I will continue to do so in the future. Practice more... How to write a composition about fried eggs?
On Friday afternoon, the teacher assigned us a practical activity - fried eggs.
So I was very excited on Sunday morning. Get up and complete this difficult task.
How to fry fried eggs? No, I have to give my mother a surprise! I had an idea and decided to ask the all-knowing Internet. .
After reading, I first put on the apron like my mother did, and then started to make preparations. First, I took out an egg from the refrigerator and knocked it gently on the edge of the bowl. The yellow liquid looked like a waterfall. Then I started pouring the oil into the bowl. Eh? How much oil should I get? I racked my brains for a long time and couldn't come to a conclusion. Forget it, I picked up the oil bucket. I poured it into the frying pan. Oops! I accidentally reached half the pot of oil. Maybe it would be delicious if there was more oil!
After a while, I turned on the fire. I heard a crackling sound, and I quickly poured the eggs into the pot. Suddenly, the oil splashed everywhere, and the hot oil splashed on my body. I screamed in pain. At this time, I ignored the pain and ran over in a hurry. I saved the eggs, but they were like spread out maps soaked in oil, and the fried eggs turned into boiled eggs. I fished the eggs out in a hurry, and the black eggs made their appearance, and I made a mess in the kitchen.
It seemed that the surprise for my mother was about to turn into a surprise! I picked up the dark eggs with chopsticks and put them in my mouth, and a bitter taste filled my mouth.
Alas! The excitement just now suddenly turned into dejection.
It’s really difficult to get started! There is always a first time for everything. I will keep trying in the future. I believe I will be able to fry eggs with endless aftertaste.
...A 400-word essay on being the head of the family
Today I am the head of the house. Today is the day when I am the head of the house. I am both happy and disappointed.
I am happy because I am in charge of all the housework today, but I am disappointed because I still have to do laundry today.
I got up early in the morning, took a pair of socks and a vest that my father had changed, and ran downstairs to clean them.
I first soaked the socks and vest in the basin, then took out a sock and put it on the washboard. I foamed some soap and pinched it hard with my hands. The little white foam followed "hehehehe" "The sound became more and more frequent. After pinching it, I soaked the socks in clean water.
The second sock was washed in the same way.
Now it’s time to wash the vest. I took out the vest and spread it flat on the washing board. I picked up the soap and applied it hard. It took me a long time to apply it all over the vest. I quickly took it. I picked up the brush and brushed it on the vest, and finally I finished brushing the "rustling".
I rinsed the vest and socks in clean water again and again... until the soapy water inside was washed away, and then I safely dried them on the clothes drying rack outside.
At this time, although I was sweating profusely and felt pain in my waist and legs, I was still very happy when I saw the results of my labor.
At noon, the weather suddenly changed, and it suddenly began to rain heavily. When I realized that the clothes hanging outside were all soaked, the fruits of my long day's work were wiped out by this sudden rain. The heavy rain turned it into soup.
After this day's work, I understood a lot about how hard it is for adults to do laundry and housework every day.
We should help our families more and try to reduce the burden on adults.
Today I am in charge. Yesterday, I saw those little guys on TV skillfully doing this and that. I couldn’t help but feel itchy hands. Today, the opportunity finally came. My eldest mother bought some from the market. Some leeks. When I saw them, I felt happy. So I said to the eldest mother: "Auntie, let me try to make fried leeks today!" She agreed. I took the leeks out of the bag and picked them first. Remove the old leaves and wash them in water. Then, I carefully cut the leeks into one-inch lengths. Hey, who told me that I only have the opportunity to "dance and write" now? Now I am holding a big kitchen knife, and it doesn't work well. It took five or six minutes to cut, and I almost cut my fingers into leeks. Next, I poured some oil into the pot and turned on the gas switch. "Hey!" It's time to put the pot into the pot. I put the leek stems Pour it into the pot first. I was shocked when I heard a "squeak" sound. I immediately picked up the shovel and stir-fried it several times, just like a little chef! Suddenly, a drop of boiling oil suddenly splashed on my hand. "Ouch!" I screamed in pain immediately. It was really "seeing how hard it is for a person to carry a load, and his mouth is crooked when he lifts his shoulders." Look at the color of the leeks changing. It was deep. I quickly put some salt and sugar. Before putting it in the pot, I added some chicken essence. I tasted it, ah, it tastes so good.
I served the fried leeks to the table, and I was very happy. If you don’t believe it, come and try it too; see if I, a little brat, am worthy of the family. Today I am the master. Today, I made a request to my parents. : Let me take charge! My parents agreed, and I immediately took out 100 yuan from the "small treasury" for today's expenses.
In the morning, I went to the vegetable market and bought a pound of sardines, a pound of ribs and a pound and a half of vegetables. I spent 30 yuan and had 70 yuan left.
After lunch, I said loudly to my mother: "Mom, wash the dishes quickly!" "Aren't you in charge today?" Mom said.
I walked into the kitchen helplessly and started playing a "symphony" with "ding-dong-dong-dang".
After washing the dishes, I walked out of the kitchen with a sigh, thinking: I didn’t expect that washing the dishes would be so tiring, alas! In the afternoon, our family of three came to the library. I said to my parents: "We have one hour to purchase, and we will meet at the door of the library in one hour.
" An hour later, I looked at what they were buying. My mother bought a book called "Winter Diet", my father bought a book called "Computer", and I bought a book called "How Steel Was Tempered".
The expenses were 40 yuan, and only 30 yuan was left.
In the evening, I was so tired that I was about to "die".
I just want to have dinner quickly, but I’m too tired to go shopping now.
In order to provide dinner for the whole family, I subsidized 30 yuan from my "small treasury" and took my parents to eat teppanyaki.
After dinner, I dragged my tired body back home.
Although it was a "loss", it was worth it.
Because I understand the hard work of my parents, I understand the importance of cherishing happiness.
Today I am in charge. My father is not at home today, so it is my "little boss"'s turn to cook.
How to cook rice well? Generally, when cooking rice, you need to wash the rice well first, and you also need to master the cooking method in order to cook fragrant rice.
When I started cooking, I first poured the rice into the pot, picked out the gravel and grains with my hands, and then added water to the pot.
I heard from my mother that it is not advisable to use hot water when washing rice, do not rub the rice too hard, and do not wash it too many times.
Because the surface layer of rice contains a lot of vitamins, the more you rub it too hard and rinse it more times, the more vitamins you will lose.
So I gently stirred the rice and washed it two or three times. After the rice grains sank, I poured out the rice washing water and washed it twice more, so that the rice was ready.
Then I added an appropriate amount of water to the pot, put my index finger upright on the rice surface to measure the amount of water, and the water surface just met the standard that my mother said - reaching the first joint of the index finger.
So, I wiped the water outside the pot with a dry cloth, then put the pot into the rice cooker and connected it to the power supply. At this time, I was very careful not to let my hands touch the plug. copper piece to avoid the risk of electric shock. Finally, I pressed the switch at the bottom of the rice cooker and waited for about half an hour before the rice was cooked.
Eating the food I cooked, I felt it was particularly delicious and felt very happy. I thought: I will continue to be the "head of the house" in doing housework in the future to reduce the burden on my parents as much as possible.
The process description is more specific and detailed, but the psychological description of the cooking process is less.
A good composition should be a picture of people, objects and events that are vividly integrated.
Today I am in charge. Today, my dad and mom went out and I was alone. I watched a movie - "Home Alone" and I thought, "Today I am in charge."
"The weather today was quite nice. I was watching my two favorite cartoons - "Tom and Jerry" and "Naruto". Suddenly, dark clouds gathered outside the window, and it suddenly became dark. After a while, It turned into daytime again, and suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and suddenly it started raining heavily, which shocked me. I said to myself, "Yao Xueqing, don't be afraid. You are a good ten-year-old boy. Today You are in charge.
"Later...
Everyone has a little secret in their heart. I have such a thing that always makes me troubled and depressed. I began to He became withdrawn, autistic, unwilling to talk to others, and always stared at the sky alone in a daze.
I always feel that life is bleak and lacks joy. Today I would like to take this opportunity to express the troubles in my heart.
That happened two years ago.
That summer, our family moved into a new home with two bedrooms and one living room. It was equipped with a brand-new large color TV, wardrobe, desk and other new furniture. The iron bed looked very eye-catching, and it was out of place and inharmonious with the new furniture.
My father is a face-conscious person and often has guests at home. He always wants the home to have a new look; while my mother is very nostalgic and is reluctant to throw away anything. As time goes by, the conflict finally intensifies. I am most worried about it. The "war" broke out. The two of them were talking to each other, each with a higher tone than the other, and they completely ignored my existence.
In the next few days, the originally lively dining table became silent again, and every meal was bland and tasteless.
The "Cold War" has begun again.
They ignored each other and I became their sounding board.
In order to relieve this depressing atmosphere, I persuaded my mother: "Just sell it, 'take a step back, the sea and the sky will be brighter'!" But my mother always pushed me away and said: "Go, go, Go, you are still young and don’t understand.
"I had no choice but to persuade my father again: "Don't sell it..." "No, no!" Dad ignored me and said sternly. Denied.
My hard work was in vain.
In this way, Mom and Dad were in a stalemate for a long time, and no one wanted to give in. The air in the house seemed to have solidified, and there was no longer the laughter and laughter of the past.
They quarreled over trivial matters every two days. I often "pressed the gourd and picked up the gourd", and my earnest words did not help. They simply did not listen to my dissuasion and did not care about my feelings.
Their words also hurt my young heart. How could this not become my concern? Mom and Dad, I hope you will have more understanding, more tolerance, and more respect, so that our home will be sunny every day instead of clouded, let our home be full of laughter every day instead of silence and depression, and don’t let the shadows Shrouded in my young mind, Mom and Dad, I love you, and you love me too. In order for me to grow up healthily, please stop quarreling and let our family live a happy and worry-free life!
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