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Nature has many beautiful sounds. There are the singing of birds, the sound of reading on campus, the sound of gurgling water in the creek, and the sound of the wind rustling the trees. But I prefer the sound of my mother cooking in the kitchen, the sound of fragrant fragrance.

When my stomach was just singing the song of hunger, my mother started playing in the kitchen.

Mom directed the kitchen utensils to play beautiful music. Listen, swoosh, swish, swish, mom turned on the faucet, and the faucet sang its unique song. Beef jumped in and took a clean bath. Ding ding dong dong, that’s the kitchen knife dancing happily on the cutting board. The beef, ginger and green onions on the cutting board were chopped into pieces and squeezed into meatballs. Gurgling, gurgling, the water in the pot is boiling, and the water is singing in the pot. Mom put the meatballs into the soup, and they were dancing in it. After a while, the meatball soup was ready.

Zila, Zila, that is the sound of oil dancing in the pot. Hiss, hiss, that’s the sound of vegetables being poured into the pot. Then my mother directed the spatula to stir-fry in the pot, making a symphony of tinkling sounds. The concert in the kitchen ended with the fragrance, and the meal started with my mother’s shout.

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Grandma cooks in the kitchen, and the knife is the musician in the kitchen. When grandma was chopping vegetables, she picked up the knife and cutting board and started to cut the ribs. Ding ding ding, the knife was like a singer, cutting in different directions and making different sounds. There are different weathers and different sounds. music.

The plane is also a musician in the kitchen. When he scrapes potatoes, he will make a rustling sound, as if there is a wonderful drizzle. This sound makes people feel the warmth of the kitchen.

The rice cooker is also the music of the kitchen. When you press the button to steam rice at home, it will make a ding sound, and the rice will sing inside, producing fragrant rice.

The kitchen is so lively!

Three

The kitchen is a concert hall!

The flames applauded and the concert began . Encouraged by the flames, the oil played his music, sizzling, sizzling, sizzling. Mr. Shovel and the iron pan are playing to the accompaniment of "dong dong dong dong"

Tang Nei is the stage designer. He raises the steam and starts playing, gulu, gulu, gulu. The pressure cooker couldn't help but sing loudly. The flames became even happier, swaying and dancing.

The kitchen is truly a lively concert hall!