Three-minute heat composition

No matter in school or in society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, through which our scattered thoughts can be gathered together. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is a three-minute hot composition I compiled for you. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

No matter what my brother does, he always gives up halfway, so I sometimes call him "the brother with three minutes of enthusiasm"

I remember one day last summer, my brother bought several packages of vegetable seeds on a whim and prepared to grow vegetables in his own vegetable field. I asked my brother with a grain of salt: "Brother, do you really want to grow vegetables?" Can you grow vegetables successfully? "My brother said firmly," why, you don't believe me? We know that the vegetables we grow are environmentally friendly and can save family expenses. It's killing two birds with one stone! You can see me then! If I succeed, don't rob me! "The next day, my mother planted all the vegetable seeds in the ground, expecting the seeds to germinate quickly every day. After a week or so, the vegetable seeds really germinated and grew out. Those days, my brother was very excited. He often waters and fertilizes vegetables, and the vegetable seedlings grow well. I am also complacent about my brother, thinking: "My brother finally succeeded in growing vegetables this time. "However, just when I was happy, one night, my brother was free to watch TV at home. I asked my brother, "Brother, you haven't watered vegetables for more than ten days in a row. If you don't water them, they may wither. "Go water the vegetables!" "It's okay. Vegetables are growing well. You don't have to worry. " My brother said to me with an indifferent expression. At this time, I shook my head and said to my brother, "Alas, your old problems may be staged again. Those dishes in the field don't seem to live long." A week later, as expected, the vegetables in the vegetable field dried up and the leaves turned yellow. I thought to myself, "If I had known this, I might as well not plant it!"

There are no vegetables, so my brother bought two pots of flowers in the flower and plant market to raise them. I advised my brother, "You'd better give it to your aunt." My brother smiled and said, "I will stick to it this time." Please believe me! " "I guess: these two pots of flowers may have suffered again. My brother took good care of these two pots of flowers in the first few days, but after a few days, my brother got bored and watered the flowers occasionally, sometimes once a week and sometimes once every two months. One day, I urged my brother that you can water the flowers. My brother said, "Don't worry, I know. "When I saw that my brother didn't want to water the flowers at all, I had a hunch that my brother's old habit had been broken again, and the life span of these two potted flowers didn't seem to be long. So, I had to ask my aunt for help, and then I simply gave two pots of flowers to my aunt to take care of.

"Well, it seems that my brother can't get rid of his fever for three minutes." I have been complaining.

I remember accidentally seeing a shopping recommendation for a hand-cranked piano. Buyers always use this hand-cranked piano to play different music in the program, which is tinkling and cheap. Compared with the sound of classical piano, it has unique charm and is easy to carry. I forwarded this shopping recommendation to my mother.

After a while, I saw my mother's voice: "I might as well buy you a book to read." According to your three-minute heat, I played for three minutes. If I can't learn, I will be flustered. The piano I just bought next second will lie peacefully in the trash can ... "A series of small talk.

The sun made me frown. Am I really hot for three minutes?

Mother made another voice: "Think about it, when I was a child, I envied the girls in my class to perform on stage in beautiful performance clothes, and forced me to sign up for a dance class." I reported it to you, and you said leg press was too difficult to walk. When I came home from the dance, I kept crying. People who don't know think you just got back from the battlefield ... and I bought you a xylophone. I knocked a few times in the first few days after I bought it. Now look, it's in the corner of the room. You have touched this area yourself. "

I murmured in a low voice, "I have been studying painting for four or five years. How can I say it is a three-minute fever?" The more you learn, the better. If you learn well, keep learning. If you can't learn well, you will still learn. It's a waste of effort. "

Before I finished muttering, another voice said, "finish your homework first, and I'll buy you one when you do well in the exam."

Here we go again, delaying tactics.

I shook my head. Forget it. There is no hope of buying a hand-cranked piano. Wash and sleep, there is everything in the dream.

Everyone loves shopping on Taobao, and my mother received a push again and saw the baking suit. Watching the seller show off exquisite desserts, I saw my mother swallow her saliva and told me with a smile that she could have afternoon tea in the future.

I was just about to tell her that baking requires patience and care. You threw away the kitchen utensils before you finished your afternoon tea. But she clicked "Shopping".

Well, I really envy adults being able to control their own coffers freely.

I shook my head and said to her, "Mom, three minutes of fever is bound to be hereditary. Don't let me try poison. "

She snorted: "Wait and see."

Maybe the courier arrived, and that day she moved as fast as electricity and rushed downstairs. When I came back, I saw a big box in my arms. The box is very big, but she has no difficulty at all, and her face is a little flattered.

After receiving the parcel, she worked in the kitchen for half an hour. I went in to check the progress of her afternoon tea, but I saw that the oven was full of black cakes. No, it's not a cake, it's a burnt flour product. This cake is delicious and soft. Not this brick hard black unidentified object. Mother stood by the stove, her face as white as earth. I guess her heart is dead, too

I smiled with my stomach in my arms. Look, look, the afternoon tea is burnt!

It's the fourth month after I bought the oven, and all the fancy kitchen utensils are stuffed into the bottom of the locker. Only brilliant iron pots and rice cookers are really commonly used. ...

Sure enough, three minutes of heat will be hereditary.