As the editor of the food blogger, I want to wish all teachers all over the world a happy holiday in different texts!
The wind in September always carries the sweetness of osmanthus, which looks like the gentleness hidden in criticism by the teacher back then. Han Yu once said: "Teacher is the reason to preach, teach and solve doubts." It is better to tie a bunch of flowers on this day, and stew the teacher's kindness that you will never forget in your life into a casserole and stir-fry it into a plate. For them who are standing on the podium, make a quick-hand dish that will not delay preparation; for them who have already removed the chalk, cook a pot full of old taste of memories.
Stewed lean meat with lily lotus seeds: Relieve the weak and warm soup and inherit the heart of Shixin
"The silkworm will not stop the silk until it dies, and the candle will not stop the tears from drying out" is a famous line by Li Shangyin, which is exactly the portrayal of the retired teacher Zhou. I remember the can of dried lilies on the windowsill of her office. At that time, she always rubbed her heavy temples to modify the lesson plan. The desk lamp was on until the last one of the corridor went out, but she still smiled and said, "Your composition is more refreshing than sleeping pills." Choose lean meat with tendons and cut it into squares, put it in cold water and add slices of ginger to remove the fishy smell. Soak the lotus seeds in advance, otherwise it will not be stewed through the concerns in your heart. When the water in the casserole was bubbling, put the washed lilies and simmered them on low heat for forty minutes. The bitter aroma filled the kitchen, which looked like her teaching back then, "If you are wrong, you won't be able to do it next time." Teacher Zhou scooped up a spoonful of lotus seeds and gently swayed in the porcelain spoon: "This soup is warmer than my peace of mind tea back then, because there is more hope of 'waiting for you to grow up'." Lily clears the work of writing, lotus seeds are sweet and inherits the original intention of the master. This bowl of soup not only hides warmth, but also the longest echo of the teacher's kindness of "burning yourself and illuminating others."
Shizzling mushroom oil rice: hiding and protecting the fragrant rice grains
Kalinen once said: "Many teachers often forget that they should be educators, and educators are human soul engineers." The current teacher Li is such an educator. She always misses the lard bibimbap at the school gate the most. I tried it three times at home before I found the "oil is not greasy" she wanted. After soaking the dried mushrooms, cut them into fine pieces, boil the lard until slightly browned, add the diced mushrooms and stir-fry out the mellow fragrance, then pour two spoons of light soy sauce, sprinkle a little sugar, and finally mix them into the freshly steamed white rice. The rice grains were wrapped in a shiny luster, very much like the circle she drew on her homework book with a red pen: "It's well written here, remember." She pulled the rice, and her eyes were crescent: "It's more fragrant than the one at the school gate, because you've mixed your heart of 'talking for another five minutes' into the rice." The mellow mushrooms wrapped in the sweetness of the rice grains, just like the teacher soaking his soul with knowledge. Every bite is the earnestness of "adding meals for growth", hiding the simplest protection of "human soul engineer".
Fried shrimp with asparagus: fresh food in quick use
Comeminius once said "Teachers are the most glorious profession under the sun." Teacher Zhang's daily life in leading the graduation class made me truly understand this glory. She always eats like "war". This dish of fried shrimps with asparagus can be prepared in ten minutes, and she understands her busyness best. Remove the old roots of the asparagus and cut them into long sections. Mash the shrimps in cooking wine for a while to remove the fishy fishy fish. When the hot oil is about to fry, add salt and white pepper to improve freshness. The emerald green asparagus is wrapped in crystal clear soup, and the pink shrimps are curled up, just like what she looks like in class. They are always full of energy, but they hide their tenderness in "hold on for a while." She picked up a chopstick and said, "I delayed the correction of the paper", but couldn't hide a smile on her lips: "You still understand me, I know I'm busy, but I don't want me to deal with it." Asparagus is crisp and tender, and the shrimps are fresh and lively. This quick-hand dish is not only a consideration for "the most glorious profession under the sun", but also a concern for "busy but not trying to settle", hiding the most considerate understanding of the hard work of the teacher.
Osmanthus Candy Taro Seedlings: Poetic sweet soup continues to regain sweetness
"The foundation of goodness lies in teaching, and the foundation of teaching lies in the teacher", this ancient saying is vividly reflected in retired Teacher Chen. She used to teach us to recite "The osmanthus falls in the moon, and the fragrance floats outside the clouds." This year, she saw fresh taro in the vegetable market, so she wanted to make this dessert for her. Peel the taro and cut it into the hob pieces, cook until it can be poked through with chopsticks, add rock sugar and osmanthus nectar, and then add some thin starch, so that the soup will be thick enough to wrap the taro pieces. In a white porcelain bowl, the fragrance of osmanthus is floating all over the room. She scooped up a spoon, and the sugar juice dripped along the spoon: "When I was memorizing poetry, I always hoped that you could understand the sweetness in the poem, but now I finally tasted it, it is the sweetness of being remembered." The fragrance of osmanthus is poetic, and the taro seedlings are soft and warm. This bowl of sweet soup is an echo of "the foundation of teaching is in the teacher". Each spoon is a continuation of the sweetness of knowledge, and the beautiful echo of the teacher sows poetry.
Tomato stewed beef brisket: Strong passion and hot soup to remember the kindness
"The kindness of a wise teacher is really too much for heaven and earth, and more important than his parents." This sentence by Ge Hong in the Jin Dynasty was engraved into his heart the day Teacher Zhao sent me home in the rain. Her umbrella always leans towards me, and half of her shoulders are wet. This time I stewed her the tomato brisket, and specially chose the brisket ribs, and stewed until it was soft and not stuffed. The tomatoes should be fried out of sand, add boiling water to cover the beef brisket, and simmered for an hour on low heat. The soup is as bright as the red pen she used to correct her homework. She drank the soup and gently stroked the edge of the bowl with her hands: "The rain was so heavy back then, but now this soup is warmer than anything else. It turns out that you all remember it." The soft and rotten beef brisket bears the heavy grace of the teacher, and the red tomatoes reflects the sincerity and sincerity. This pot of soup is an interpretation of "gratitude is more important than heaven and earth". Every mouthful is the warm continuation of "guarding under the umbrella", hiding the deepest memory of the selflessness of the teacher.
In fact, cooking for teachers is never for the sake of delicious food, but for the sake of returning the light they gave us back little by little. As the old saying goes, "A teacher who is a day will be a father for life." Those teachers who are hidden in the details will eventually grow into our deepest concern for them in a meal and a meal.
May all teachers have hot porridge to warm their stomachs when they get up in the morning and tea to moisten their hearts when they are in the evening; may the podium they have stood be bright forever, and the time they have taught is always gentle; may every effort be treasured and every thought can be reached, happy Teacher's Day, and a healthy life.
Teacher's Day to Teachers' Gratitude (Original)
Chalk lightly sways the fragrance of ink, and the podium grows pillars.
A cup of lily relieves the tiredness, and half a bowl of oil fragrance recalls the old growth.
Fresh bamboo shoots and shrimps are filled with fresh thoughts, and sweet taro and fragrant osmanthus are sent to warm intestines.
I wish you always smile every year, and the spring breeze of peaches and plums fill the garden.
Statement: All the first/three names in this article are fictional, just to express their respect and love for teachers.
