Whether it is in school or in society, we all inevitably have to come into contact with essays, right? Through essays, we can take those scattered thoughts of ours and bring them together in one piece. When you write an essay, you always have nothing to write? The following is my three-minute heat essay for you to organize, welcome to read, I hope you can like.
My brother, no matter what he does, is often halfway to halfway, so I sometimes call him "three-minute hot brother".
I remember one day last summer, my brother on a whim, bought a few packets of vegetable seeds, ready to plant vegetables in the family plot, I half-heartedly asked my brother: "Brother, you really want to plant vegetables? Can you grow vegetables successfully?" My brother affirmed, "What, you don't believe me? We know that home-grown vegetables are both environmentally friendly and can save family expenses, so it's really two birds with one stone! When the time comes, just watch me! If I planted successfully, you don't grab it!" The next day, mom planted all the vegetable seeds into the ground, and every day she looked forward to the seeds sprouting quickly. After a week or so, the vegetable seeds really sprouted and grew out, those days my brother was very excited, often to the vegetables and watering and fertilizer, vegetable seedlings growing. I was also complacent for my brother, thinking, "This time my brother finally planted the vegetables successfully." However, just as I was happy one evening, my brother was free at home watching TV, I asked my brother: "Brother, you have not watered the vegetables for ten consecutive days, and if you don't water them, they may wither. You go water the vegetables quickly!" "It's fine, the vegetables are growing well, you don't have to worry." My brother said to me with a disinterested expression. At this moment, I shook my head and said to my brother, "Alas, your old problem may have played itself out again, and those vegetables in the ground don't seem to be able to survive for long." After a week, as expected, the 'vegetables in the plot became dry and the leaves turned yellow. I thought to myself, "If I had known this I might as well not have planted it!"
The vegetables were not planted, and my brother bought two pots of flowers in the flower market to raise. I persuaded my brother, "You'd better give it to your aunt to raise." Brother smiled and said, "This time I will insist on doing a good job, please believe me!" I guessed: the two pots of flowers might suffer again. In the first few days, my brother took good care of the two pots of flowers, but after a few days, my brother got bored and watered the flowers occasionally, sometimes once a week, sometimes once every half a month. One day, I urged my brother, you can water the flowers, but my brother said, "No need to hurry, I know." I saw that my brother did not want to water the flowers at all, so I had a hunch that my brother's old habits were back, and it seemed that the two pots of flowers did not have a long life. So, I had to go to my aunt for help, and then I simply gave the two pots of flowers to my aunt to take care of.
"Alas, it seems that my brother's old habit of being hot for three minutes can't be changed." I kept complaining.
Three-minute fever essay 2I remember stumbling across a shopping recommendation for a hand-rolled piano. The buyer's show used this hand-rolled piano to play different music, ding dong dong ding dong, and the price was cheap. With the classical piano sound than, there is a unique flavor, carry is also convenient. I forwarded this shopping recommendation to my mom.
After a while I saw my mom sent a voice over: "Might as well buy you a book to read, according to your three-minute fever, play three minutes, if you can not learn to be furious, the next second just bought the piano is lying peacefully in the trash can ......" a string of Another string of chatter.
My eyebrows are pouting shoulder-to-shoulder with the sun, am I really a three-minute man?
Mom sent another voice: "Think about it, when I was a kid, I envied the girls in my class who wore beautiful costumes and performed on stage, and I was forced to give you a dance class. To you, you said it was too difficult to press the legs, and you were reluctant to go. After learning to dance back home on the non-stop crying and yelling, do not know people think you just came back from the war ...... and buy you a xylophone, just bought back the first few days is excited to knock a few times, and now you look at it, just in the corner of the room, you feel yourself on the surface of the area covered with a few layers of gray."
I muttered in a low voice: "I've been learning to paint for four or five years, how can I say it's a three-minute fever? I'm not sure if I can say that it's just a matter of time, but I think it's a good idea to learn as much as you can. If you learn well, you can continue to learn, but if you don't learn well, it's a waste of effort."
Not yet finished muttering, another voice: "You first finish your homework and then say it, when you get a good test one day, I'll buy you one."
There it is again, the stalling tactic.
I shook my head, forget it, buying a hand-rolled piano is hopeless. Just go to sleep, you can dream of anything.
Everyone loves to shop at Taobao, and once again, my mom got a push to see a baking kit. Look at the seller show made a delicate dessert, just see mom gulped, and I smiled and said I can eat afternoon tea.
I just wanted to tell her that baking is a job that requires patience and care, and you can't finish your afternoon tea without throwing away your kitchenware.
I was just about to tell her that baking requires so much patience and care that you'd have to throw the cookware away before you'd finished the tea.
Well, I'm jealous of grown-ups with access to their own coffers.
I shook my head and told her, "Mom, three-minute enthusiasm is definitely hereditary, so don't make me test the poison on anything you make."
She grunted, "We'll see."
Perhaps it was the arrival of the courier, that day she moved as fast as electricity, rushed straight downstairs. When she came back, she saw a big box in her arms. The box is very large, but she did not have to struggle, and her face is still hanging a few points of beauty.
After receiving the package, she has been in the kitchen fluttering half an hour, I went in to see how her afternoon tea progress, but saw the oven are black cake, no, this is not a cake, which is baked flour products. Cake is flavorful and soft. Not this hard-as-a-brick, black, unidentified object. Mom stood next to the oven, her face ashen. My guess is that her heart was as dead as a stone.
I held my stomach and laughed, "Look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look!
It's now the fourth month since we bought the oven, and all the fancy cookware has been shoved to the bottom of the cupboard. The only thing I really use is the gloriously large iron skillet, the rice cooker ......
Sure enough, three minutes of heat can be hereditary.