Hatched egg composition

In daily study, work and life, writing is the most unfamiliar thing for everyone. With the help of writing, we can improve our language organization ability. So how to write a general composition? The following is my composition about incubating eggs, hoping to help everyone.

Incubation composition 1 I used to make many interesting jokes when I was a child. Among these interesting things, what impressed me most was incubating eggs.

This story happened before I went to school. One day, my grandmother and I went to the market to buy food. When I arrived at the market and saw someone selling chickens, I asked my grandmother to buy me a chicken. Grandma said, "No!" Because grandma bought me two chickens a few days ago, but I was slaughtered two days after I got home, so grandma won't buy them this time. I asked my grandmother again, "How did the chicken come?" Grandma said, "Hens are hatching eggs under their stomachs, and chicks will be born in a few days." After listening to it, I thought: if you don't buy it for me, then I will learn to hatch by myself.

After dinner, I secretly took an egg and put it under the bed. When I sleep, I put eggs on my stomach. I think: by tomorrow morning, I can hatch a chicken, so I don't have to beg my grandmother to buy a chicken. In the evening, I also had a dream that a chicken was standing on my head. This chick looks very cute, with fluffy yellow hair, red sharp mouth and chirping …

When I woke up the next morning, I felt very uncomfortable. I didn't understand until I saw an eggshell under me. It turned out that I crushed the eggs, so I immediately wiped the quilt with a pillow towel. At this time, grandma came, and when she saw that I hadn't got up, she opened my quilt. Grandma looked at it and said, "What's the matter?" I have to talk about hatching eggs.

Grandma was very happy when she heard that I crushed the eggs when I was trying to hatch chickens. Grandma smiled and said, "You silly child, the eggs have to have a certain temperature to hatch chickens."

Now that I have grown up, I feel ridiculous when I think of those childish things I did when I was a child.

Childhood is the happiest time, and what happened in childhood is like the stars in the sky, which are countless. I had a happy childhood, too. Maybe at that time, I was still young and ignorant, and I had to laugh and cry when I did things.

That's caused by eggs. That day, my mother and I went to my grandmother's house-my grandmother's house. There are many hens there, which are reserved for laying eggs, so my grandmother has eggs to eat every day. Mom said there used to be only one or two, but hens laid eggs and hatched chicks, so there were more and more. I still remember what my mother said about hatching chickens, so I secretly brought an egg back to see if I could hatch chickens.

When I got home, I put the egg under the bed and carefully' hatched' it. Mom thinks I've been acting weird lately. I hide under the covers whenever I have time. Mother wanted to know what I was doing, so she followed me secretly. After I entered the room, my mother secretly watched what I was doing outside the door. As usual, I am quietly incubating chickens. My mother saw me sitting under the bed under the door and rushed in to pull me up. She was shocked to see an egg under the bed. My mother asked me what was going on, and I said, "Incubate eggs. Hens can hatch eggs, so can I. "Now my mother must be in distress situation. Finally, after my mother made it clear to me, I was also amused by what I had done.

Childhood memories are so unforgettable that every time I see eggs, I will think of that stupid thing when I was a child.

I said I had hatched eggs. Do you believe me?

That was when I was very young. One day, I saw an old hen crouching in a chicken coop, incubating her eggs. I think: hens can hatch eggs, so should people. So I decided to give it a try. However, the eggs at home are all cooked. Anyway, boiled eggs and raw eggs are eggs anyway. When I hatch chickens, they will definitely call me dad.

I choose left and right, choose a round egg, then carefully put the egg on the bed, and then climb into bed and squat down gently on it. As time went by, I began to lose patience, but I had to be patient at the thought of hatching chickens soon.

After a while, grandma pulled out some onions and came back. She saw me solemnly squatting on an egg and asked doubtfully, "What are you doing?" I told her seriously: "I'm incubating chickens!" " Please keep your voice down, don't scare my chicken! "Grandma couldn't help laughing, even tears came out and kept wiping them with her hands. She told me, "only hens can hatch chicks, but people can't." "Moreover, the eggs are ripe and can't hatch at all." Hearing this, I couldn't help laughing.

Haha, I was so naive when I was a child!

I remember one day three years ago, the teacher told us in class: "Chickens are hatched under the hen's stomach. As long as the temperature is high, chickens can break out of their shells. "

The next morning, I saw Chen Hui with an egg in his hand, staring at the egg unblinkingly, and walking towards the school at a very slow pace. I quickly ran over and patted her on the shoulder and asked curiously, "Hey, Chen Hui, what are you doing bringing eggs to school?" She said to me, "didn't the teacher say that eggs will hatch chickens as long as they are hot?" I want to hatch a chicken myself and play with me every day! ""early know, I also brought an egg! "I regret it very much and have been knocking my head with my hand." By the way, Chen Hui, can we take turns incubating eggs? I'll come in the morning and you come in the afternoon, okay? "I pleaded." Well, well, we are good friends! "Chen Hui cheerfully agreed.

In class, I stared at the egg unblinkingly, for fear that something would happen to it, and even the teacher didn't hear a word; After class, I wrapped it in layers of "clothes toilet paper" in case it was broken. I was active and sacrificed ten minutes between classes to take care of it.

At the end of the second class, I have to go to the toilet. I was going to put the eggs in the drawer and watch the boys around me. I shook my head, so I put the eggs in my wallet and rushed to the toilet. Unexpectedly, when I came out of the good toilet, I heard a bang, "no, eggs!" " I quickly took out the eggs. It's broken, and the cold egg drops down my fingertips. It told me the fact that the egg was broken.

I told Chen Hui about it sadly. We buried the eggs. I remember it very clearly now and I won't forget it.

One day after school, I suddenly had a whimsical idea: I want to hatch eggs like a hen! I told my parents this whim, but I didn't expect them to throw cold water on me. Let me get rid of this idea as soon as possible, don't do it in vain. But I can't die until I reach the Yellow River, so I will continue to work hard.

In the dead of night, I crept into the kitchen, ready to "steal eggs" from the refrigerator. I dare not turn on the light. In the opaque kitchen, I gently opened the refrigerator door and reached in and touched it. Suddenly, there was a bang. Oh, no! A vitamin bottle fell to the ground. I was so nervous that I almost sweated. I'm afraid to disturb my parents. I held my breath and stared. Fortunately, they slept soundly. I patted my chest to calm myself down. Then, I touched an egg more carefully, held it tightly in my hand and sneaked back to my room.

I'm going to school during the day. I wrapped the eggs in a down jacket and hid them under the bed to keep warm. As soon as school is over, I rush into the room to take care of the eggs. Sometimes I put them in my clothes and let my body temperature warm them. We became inseparable friends.

A day passed, a week passed, and a month passed. But the egg is still silent. Finally one day, a gloomy expression betrayed me. Under my mother's repeated questioning, my secret was completely revealed cruelly, and the eggs were naturally "confiscated" by my mother. I watched helplessly as my mother put the eggs back in the refrigerator, and my mother was in distress situation. I feel a little depressed. I really regret being too impatient. Maybe I'm insisting, maybe I'm going to succeed!

Although my incubation plan ended in failure this time, I still believe that human beings can create miracles.

Father came across a nest of wild eggs when he was reclaiming wasteland.

After consulting with my parents, I observed it for two days. After the pheasant found that the eggs in its nest were passive, it never came back to hatch wild eggs. So they decided to hatch wild eggs themselves.

Dad carefully took the eggs home first. The wild eggs I saw were only as big as ordinary egg yolks, round and a little light green in color. Mother found some cotton first, and then a thick quilt. Dad began to put warm water in big plastic bags and wrapped 10 eggs in cotton. He still feels the temperature is uncertain. Dad went downstairs and bought a thermometer. The incubation of the whole family began.

Time passes quickly and slowly. In a blink of an eye, 10 Wild Egg has been in my house for a week. I got up in the morning and didn't see my father. I came to the other room curiously. I saw a big bag arched by the quilt on the bed, and something was shaking in the hazy bag. I called "Dad". Dad poked his head out of the corner of the bag, and I could see the fine sweat on his head. I asked doubtfully, "What are you doing? Where are you? "

Dad didn't say anything, so he reached out and pulled me into the quilt. The quilt is dark and stuffy. Dad has an egg in one hand and a flashlight on his mobile phone in the other. In the light, I can clearly see the clear lines on the eggshell. I asked what it was. Dad said,' It's an embryo'. My father mysteriously told me that in 20 days, I would hatch the eggs into pheasants, and I was dubious.

I remember the story of Edison hatching eggs when I was a child. I hope my father can really hatch these wild eggs. What a happy thing it will be!

Today, I asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, can I hold the eggs in my arms and hatch the chickens?" Grandpa said, "Of course." I took out an egg and hatched it.

I first wrapped the eggs in paper and then held them in my palm. I've been hatching and hatching, but the chicken hasn't hatched yet. I went to ask grandpa, "Why haven't the chickens hatched yet?" Grandpa said, "It's not that easy to hatch chickens. It takes 30 days to hatch. But also hatch the eggs very carefully, otherwise they will not hatch! " I listened to grandpa's words, while reading, while incubating eggs, I took them home and put them on the bed. I forgot there was an egg on the bed and accidentally crushed it. The yolk was everywhere on the bed. My mother saw it and cried, "Ding, what are you doing! This is not the way to hatch eggs. Now there are high-tech hatching eggs, all of which are hatched in incubators at room temperature. " I listened to my mother and checked Baidu and Encyclopedia. That's true. It seems that it is not easy to hatch eggs, and we have to refer to some agricultural science and technology materials.

I did a ridiculous thing today.

There is nothing interesting in life, and ignorance is obvious in it. Happiness is everywhere. There was an interesting thing when I was a child, which also highlighted my ignorance.

When I was a child, I saw the hen laying eggs, only to know that the chicken came out of the egg. I came home with a cold egg and asked my mother, "Mom, why don't our eggs become chickens?" Mother said with a smile, "eggs can only hatch at a certain temperature." They must be warm enough. If all the eggs turned into chickens, how many chickens would there be in the world! "

I see, so I decided to hatch eggs. I held the cold egg in my hands all morning, but I still couldn't hatch it. Is it not high enough? I called my friend this afternoon. I took a lighter, found a bottle and went to a deserted place. I built a square with bricks, put an iron bottle on it, poured water on it, found corn husks, made a fire, and then put eggs in the water. I thought eggs would hatch chickens, not to mention how happy I was. I became the mother of the chicken, and I fantasized about how the chicken grew up.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger and the water is getting hot. I took out my eggs. Stick it in your ear and hear if the chicken is moving in it. I put it on the stone and wait for the chicken to hatch, huh? Why hasn't the chicken come out yet? Let me help it. This is a boiled egg. ...

Although I failed, my own boiled eggs are still delicious.

This is an interesting story of my childhood. At that time, I was ignorant and ignorant. Now I know that eggs need to hatch in hens for a long time and can't become chickens immediately.

I have an inexplicable love for small animals, especially dogs, cats and chickens.

One year, in order to raise some chickens for fun, I asked my father for money, but my father refused. What should I do? I am not a person who gives up easily, so one day I suddenly got inspiration. I've come up with a brilliant idea: I'll hatch my own eggs if I don't buy them, but I'll raise them anyway!

Then I immediately asked my grandmother to make a cotton bag, took an egg that had not been put into the refrigerator, gently put the egg into the bag, and then carefully put the bag into the clothes. That's good. I still don't believe I can't hatch!

From then on, I will take it with me every day, and I won't let it leave me in class, play or sleep, because I believe that my body temperature will definitely hatch it.

It's been like this for months before I know it. My mother took me to my grandmother's house. She couldn't help praising me several times in front of the whole family: "My family has become smarter, you see …". As a result, my brother became more and more curious about the eggs in my bag, and the more he listened, the more he wanted to see them. After asking my mother for permission, I carefully showed it to him. As a result, when he was excited, he didn't hold it steady. He only heard a bang, and the baby egg fell to the ground and broke!

We froze for a few seconds, and then I cried loudly ... After all, an egg is still the same and will still be broken, but the yolk on the ground is obviously in the shape of a chicken, with a little meat and blood vessels. No matter how my brother apologized later, I refused to forgive him. Who let him break the eggs I worked so hard to hatch?