Boil water and write a composition

1. Writing in boiling water is 360 words fast. I took the kettle, put it under the tap and took a full pot of water. When I was about to mention it, I found that I couldn't carry it, so I had to pour some more and move the pot to the natural gas stove. Want to light a fire, feel a little secretly pleased. This is my first time to boil water! Well, press it first. Well, it went well! Then twist it to the left, bang, it doesn't light up. Never mind, I'll try again. The fire finally lit, looking at the blue flickering flame under the kettle, I felt unspeakable satisfaction in my heart. Slowly, aluminum pot began to absorb the temperature of the flame, becoming warm, hot and hot. The flame licked the wall of the pot and heated the water in the pot. The water gradually purrs, and when I stand by the stove, I can feel warmth and warmth. The splash is louder, white steam comes out from the spout, and a hazy mist gradually forms on the kitchen window and condenses into water droplets. As the saying goes, "boiling water doesn't ring, ringing water doesn't open", the water in the pot will still ring loudly. I waited patiently, staring at the steam from the spout. If the white fog were thicker, wouldn't it be like clouds in the sky? Gradually, the noise died down and it was very quiet, leaving only a slight cooing sound. The water is boiling.

Ten-minute sketch, please forgive me if it is not good. The number of words should be similar, right?

2. How to boil water How to write a composition A young man went to a wise man with troubles. After graduating from college, he proudly set many goals for himself, but after several years, he still achieved nothing. When he found the wise man, he was reading a book in a cabin by the river. The wise man smiled and listened to the young man's conversation. He said to him, "Come on, help me boil the pot of water first!" " "

The young man saw a huge kettle in the corner, next to a small stove, but he couldn't find firewood, so he went out to look for it. He picked up some dead branches outside, filled a pot of water, put it on the stove, put some firewood in the stove and burned it. But because the pot was too big, the firewood was burned and the water was not boiled. So he ran out and continued to look for firewood. When he found enough firewood, the pot of water was almost cold. This time, he learned to be smart. He didn't rush to make a fire, but went out to find some firewood. As the firewood was ready, the water soon boiled.

The wise man suddenly asked him, "How can you boil water if there is not enough firewood?" "

The young man thought for a moment and shook his head. The wise man said, "in that case, pour some water from the pot!" " "

The youth nodded thoughtfully. The wise man went on to say, "You set too many goals at first, just like this big pot contains too much water, and you can't boil the water because you don't have enough firewood." To boil water, either pour some water or prepare firewood first! "

The youth suddenly realized. After coming back, he crossed out many goals listed in the plan, leaving only the latest ones, and at the same time, he used his business time to learn various professional knowledge. After several years, his goal has basically been achieved.

Only by simplifying the complex and proceeding from the short-term goal will we succeed step by step. Care about everything, and you will only give up halfway. In addition, only by constantly picking up those "firewood" can our life gradually heat up and finally make it boil!

3. Write a composition about your first time to boil water in primary school.

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Boiling water for the first time _500 words

Author: anonymous

After school, I went home. I can't stand the thirst. I quickly picked up the cup and wanted to drink water. But what should I do when I see that there is no water in the thermos? I decided to boil my own water.

First, I took out the kettle, came to the faucet and filled it with water. Then I put the kettle on the gas stove and lit the gas stove. Suddenly, blue flames spewed out. At this time, I only heard the sound of "squeaking". It's weird. Where did the sound come from? I looked around and couldn't find the reason. I listened carefully again, and the sound came from the bottom of the pot, and a drop of water was dripping into the flame. I wonder if the bottom of the pot is leaking. I picked up the kettle and looked at it carefully. I didn't find any loopholes. I put the kettle on the gas stove again, and the sound disappeared. I think what is the reason? I thought for a while and finally figured it out. It turns out that when I poured water just now, the bottom of the pot was stained with water, and when I started to burn the bottom of the pot, I made a "squeaking" sound.

After a few minutes of burning, I became impatient. I open the lid of the pot from time to time to see if the water is boiling, because I am too thirsty to stand it. I don't know. The more you lift the lid, the less water will boil. Finally, I heard the sound of water ringing. I think it must be boiling. Just as I turned off the gas stove, my mother came back. She asked me, "Is the water boiling?" I said, "Yes, I heard voices." Mother said, "No, the water won't boil, and the boiling water won't ring.". After the sound of water sounded, the water really boiled. " After a while, the sound of water stopped and the kettle was steaming. Mother said, "Now the water is really boiling." I'll pour the water into the thermos.

The first time I drank my own boiled water, I felt particularly thirsty and comfortable. I also learned some knowledge from it.

4. Write a paragraph in the process of boiling water. After school, I went home. I can't stand the thirst. I quickly picked up the cup and wanted to drink water. But when I saw it, there was no water in the thermos. What should I do? I decided to boil my own water.

First, I took out the kettle, came to the faucet and filled it with water. Then I put the kettle on the gas stove and lit the gas stove. Suddenly, blue flames spewed out. At this time, I only heard the sound of "squeaking". It's weird. Where did the sound come from? I looked around and couldn't find the reason. I listened carefully again, and the sound came from the bottom of the pot, and a drop of water was dripping into the flame. I wonder if the bottom of the pot is leaking. I picked up the kettle and looked at it carefully. I didn't find any loopholes. I put the kettle on the gas stove again, and the sound disappeared. I think what is the reason? I thought for a while and finally figured it out. It turns out that when I poured water just now, the bottom of the pot was stained with water, and when I started to burn the bottom of the pot, I made a "squeaking" sound.

After a few minutes of burning, I became impatient. I open the lid of the pot from time to time to see if the water is boiling, because I am too thirsty to stand it. I don't know. The more you lift the lid, the less water will boil. Finally, I heard the sound of water ringing. I think it must be boiling. Just as I turned off the gas stove, my mother came back. She asked me, "Is the water boiling?" I said, "Yes, I heard voices." Mother said, "No, the water won't boil, and the boiling water won't ring.". After the sound of water sounded, the water really boiled. " After a while, the sound of water stopped and the kettle was steaming. Mother said, "Now the water is really boiling." I'll pour the water into the thermos.

The first time I drank my own boiled water, I felt particularly thirsty and comfortable. I also learned some knowledge from it.

As soon as the industrious father got off work, he hurried home, opened the door and got into the kitchen. There was a quarrel between the faucet and the basin, and a lot of water was put in. Little green vegetables plunged into the basin and took a comfortable bath. The gas stove crackled and the flame went out. The oil jumped "zi zi", the little green vegetable jumped into the iron pot, and the shovel stirred it "Ding Ding", as if greeting my dear iron pot brother. Add seasoning, dad "clangs" out of the plate, puts the small vegetables in, and a plate of delicious small vegetables is ready. Dad took the vegetables to the table and went into the kitchen. The faucet sang a song, and several big bones jumped into the basin together. Dad put on gloves and put his hand into the washbasin to wash the blood off the bones. Bang, bang, bang. The bone was cut into small pieces. Dad took half a pot of water, put it on the gas stove and started to burn. Then he put the bone in, put some onions, some yellow wine, some salt and some vinegar on it for half an hour. Half an hour passed, my father opened the lid, took out a large cup, put the soup in and served it. After cooking two dishes, my mother came back and the three of us had dinner together.

Maybe everyone thinks cooking is a headache, but I found the fun of cooking today.

On my way home, I saw the wind whistling and the leaves rustling. As soon as I got to the corridor, a wisp of fragrance went straight to my nostrils, and I immediately ran up in one breath. When I pushed the door, I saw my mother cooking braised pork!

I saw my mother turn on the tap, wash the meat and put it on the chopping board, with fat meat standing in a row and lean meat standing in a row. When the hot pot is steaming, pour a little oil, and my mother will "jingle" it with a shovel a few times, and the oil will be evenly spread all over the bottom of the pot. When the fat is put into the pot, it will explode with heat. When Brother Skinny laughed at the fat, he poured it into the pot with a splash, and the fat and lean meat rolled up and down on the spatula. Immediately, a black pot cover rushed at them and everyone cooked together in the pot. After a while, my mother lifted the lid and poured in soy sauce and sugar. The meat was dyed red and the pot was bubbling.

After cooking for a while, when the soup was almost sucked dry by the meat, my mother sprinkled some salt and turned it over while frying. The red sauce makes the meat sticky, and the braised pork is finally ready! When the aroma permeates the whole kitchen, the braised pork has been smacked into the plate, and I, a greedy kitten, have put a piece in my mouth and chewed it. With a gentle bite, the oil of braised pork came out and almost burned my mouth!

What a wonderful kitchen symphony!

6. The secret ingredient of boiling water I remember a science class in the fourth grade. To tell the truth, "paper can be used as a pot to boil water." It was ridiculous at first: how can paper boil water like a pot? The paper will burn out before the water boils! But the teacher's serious appearance doesn't seem to lie to us. Out of curiosity, I decided to do an experiment on Wednesday.

I went to the garage that day and asked the man for a wire and made a small shelf with a vice. Then I found a piece of paper and made it into a "small basin". Because I was not at ease, I put a film box about the size of a washbasin in it, then filled it with some water and put it on the shelf of the finished product. Finally, I found a candle, lit it and put it quietly under the shelf.

I stared at the washbasin. After a few minutes, the bottom of the basin has been burned a little black. I'm worried that the bottom of the paper will burn out. I hold my fist and dare not blink. I have been staring at the washbasin. A few minutes later, I stirred it in the basin with my hand several times and found that the water was a little hot and still smoking. I'm surprised. E-mail: What's the matter? The paper is not broken. How can water be hot? Maybe the paper will break after several burns. I watched for a few more minutes, and a miracle appeared: the water in the basin was boiling, bubbling and steaming. I opened my mouth in surprise and froze. I can't believe my eyes. I checked several times, but the paper was still not burning.

The success of this experiment has strengthened my curiosity. What is the reason? How to boil water on paper? I decided to find out. So, I looked up the information online and finally found the answer: it turned out that the temperature was "at work"! Because the burning temperature of paper is 130 degrees, but the boiling temperature of water is only 100 degrees, all the heat is absorbed by water, so the paper can't burn!

Through this experiment, I remember a scientific knowledge and understand a truth: when I encounter a scientific problem, I can solve it through experiments, which is the most convincing.