The heart is sweet

Although Lantern Festival has passed for some time, children are still immersed in this happy atmosphere. You see, the children brought the tools and materials needed to make Yuanxiao. They rolled their sleeves one by one and joined the activity of making tangyuan excitedly. They first mixed the glutinous rice flour they brought with water and made the dough balls. Although their hands were covered with white powder, their faces were filled with happy smiles, because they experienced the process of making tangyuan by themselves. Pull a small piece of good powder and rub it in your hand to make a bowl-shaped stuffing with various flavors. Seeing that I could make a tangyuan, I was so excited that I wanted to shout. Even some children create various shapes by themselves, such as making dumplings, stars, squares and so on. Soon the table was filled with children’s masterpieces. At this time, the water in the induction cooker was also boiled, waiting to boil them to share the fruits of their labor. Tell the children that you can’t eat more of this glutinous rice flour, so that everyone can taste two first. Thinking that I could eat what I made immediately, I swallowed my saliva one by one, and the happiness was no less than that I got 100 points in the exam. The fragrance had spread to the whole classroom gradually, and the children began to share the fruits of their labor. The Tangyuan in the pot has been filled up for a long time. I said I haven’t tasted it yet? I saw a little boy holding the bowl in front of me. Teacher, taste it! Have you tasted it? Looking at the only two Tangyuan in his bowl, I asked. He lowered his head and kept silent. Looking at his appearance, I knew he must have never tasted it. Thank you, eat it! I want to eat those who scoop up a lot of people. I was moved by his sincere heart, and I would rather leave it to others to taste if I didn’t eat it myself, but I really couldn’t bear to eat the only two Tangyuan in his bowl, seeing that he had such a heart, I was both heartless and sweet, because I saw the sincerity of a child and the sincerity of his self-sacrifice, and I was proud of him. Turn to the door, see a girl’s bowl contained 5 PCs dumplings, I asked: you how so many dumplings AH, can give a me taste? She said: My mother hasn’t eaten the things I made by myself, and I will bring some for my mother to taste. I was moved by the filial piety of this girl, who could remember her mother at the happiest time. She pushed the bowl over, and I picked one into my mouth. Although it was not as good as the ready-made ones bought in the supermarket, the dumplings made by the children were tough to bite and sweet to see the smiling faces of the children. This time, the children of class two moved me even more. When asked whether they had tasted it, they told me that they also sent a copy to teacher Bao, saying that they promised to send one for her to taste. Children’s Hearts are pure. They understand gratitude and feel happy for them to have this sincere and simple heart. After that, I asked the children whether the tangyuan is delicious? A girl said: My mother often cooks food at home, but I always feel it is not delicious, and we feel it is delicious when we cook it by ourselves. A boy said: my parents at home are not allowed to do other things as long as I study. I am so happy to pack tangyuan and feel that what I cook is delicious. I know that tangyuan is not really so delicious, but it integrates the hard work of children, and children feel very happy, it is because of tasting the fruits of your labor with a happy mood that you certainly feel the taste is very beautiful.

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