The kitchen is a concert hall. The composition is as follows:

Before I walked into the kitchen, I heard the sound of water "gurgling", like the sound of a spectacular waterfall.

The pressure cooker is a grumpy guy. Whenever the rice is cooked, it makes a "slightly" sound, as if to say: "Master, the rice is ready, come and turn off the fire." If you don't pay attention in time, it will splash everywhere in the kitchen. All, very annoying.

We turn our attention to the range hood. When you open it, you only hear a "rumbling" sound, as if saying: "Master, I will definitely suck away all the oil fumes!" This sound is full of power.

When food gets cold, we use a microwave to heat it. Whenever we put food in the microwave and start heating it, it will make a "dinging" sound. This sound is like a cheerful music, which is very comfortable to listen to.

A beautiful day in our family starts with a symphony in the kitchen.

The faucet was singing "buzzing". Needless to say, it must be my mother washing the eggs. "Drip" was when my mother turned on the induction cooker. After a while, there was a "doo-doo-doo" sound coming from the pot. After a while, the delicious eggs were cooked.

At noon, before I stepped into the house, I heard the sound of "bang bang bang bang" from the "concert hall". It turned out to be grandma chopping dumpling fillings. I want to eat dumplings for lunch!

In the evening, my mother turned on the gas with two "beep" sounds. I will eat cured pork shreds tonight. I smelled the fragrance and entered the "Concert Hall". Unfortunately, I knocked the iron bowl off with a "塄" sound.

My kitchen is really a wonderful concert hall where we enjoy happy times.