The essay title My Sunday is also the Sunday I would like to write the most

It's another Sunday, and Sundays in our house are always so happy.

Early in the morning, the family woke up early. After breakfast, I want the whole family to eat dumplings together at noon. My dad went to buy eggs, my mom went to buy meat-stuffed dumpling skins, and only my grandmother took care of me at home.

At 10 o'clock, Dad and Mom finally bought back eggs, minced meat and dumpling wrappers. I started making dumplings, and my mother made them fast and well; She holds the dumpling skin in her left hand, puts the meat filling into the skin with chopsticks in her right hand, puts down the chopsticks and pinchs it with both hands, and a dumpling is wrapped. Grandma makes dumplings even better, not only fast, but also well.

Actually, Dad also wrapped it very well, but the speed was a little too slow. I'm the stupidest, either I put too much stuffing, or I put less stuffing, because if I put too much, the stuffing skin will break, and if I put less, I can only eat a little dumpling filling. When I finally started to make dumplings, I looked at them and drooled.

After 10 minutes, the dumplings were cooked, and I couldn't resist wanting to eat one with a plate of dumplings. After serving the table, my mother also brought the spicy sauce that had been prepared. I was holding the chopsticks, and there was a dumpling in my grandmother's bowl.

The whole family praised me for being a good and sensible boy.

This time I made dumplings, which made me feel that I have to study hard to do things in order to make dumplings well.

How to write that Sunday essay is introduced as follows:

That Sunday Essay Sample.

With day after day of study, it's time for the holidays. But I'll always remember that Sunday of the holiday, and I won't forget it for a long time.

On that Sunday, the weather was hot and cold. In the morning, the sky was clear, and after a while, it was drizzling again. But after lunch, the rain stopped again.

On one street, there were some snacks, and I was going to go to a humble shop with 30 yuan to buy my favorite building blocks. Humming a little tune, I walked over to a gluten stall and ordered two sticks of gluten to satisfy my hunger. The taste of pepper was irresistible, and I opened my mouth to bite and ate one in no time.

Suddenly, I was approached by an old man in shabby clothes, who was not tall and had a thin face full of wrinkles. He carried a large snakeskin bag full of patches on his back, a simple "walking stick" in his left hand, and a bowl in his right hand. There is a lot of "white sugar" on the head, apparently "baptized" by the rain.

I stood at most three paces away from him. Turning his head sharply, he smiled and shook the basin to signal that it was empty. I stared at him for a long time, but I didn't say anything.

A few minutes later, he silently walked away around me.

I turned my head and continued to stare at him, and after looking at him, I looked at Gluten, and with lightning speed, I walked around the people and ran up to him to talk about Gluten. Looking at him head-on, his stomach was visibly sunken, and he just smiled and walked away. I looked at the shop and at the old man, not knowing what to do.

"It was raining heavily, and I looked at the sky and made a decision. Running wildly to the old man. At this time, the cold wind was howling, the rain was pouring down, and he walked to the foothold while shivering.

I pulled the money out of my pocket and put it in the basin like a slam dunk. The two of us held each other for a long time, and at this time there were only me and the old man on the street, no umbrella, lonely staring, and I helped him to the foothold. I shook my head and sighed as I looked in the direction of the shop.

He patted me on the shoulder, I turned my head, he smiled again, and I smiled at him. The half-paid rain stopped, but unfortunately there was no rainbow, and I left. But on the way, I looked back at the old man several times, and he beckoned and walked in the opposite direction.

Tears overflowed from the corners of my eyes......

Although I couldn't buy the bricks I wanted, that Sunday made me feel more moved and happy than I had ever felt before!