In study, work and even life, the most familiar thing to everyone is composition. According to different genres, compositions can be divided into narrative essays, expository essays, practical essays and argumentative essays.

There are many things to note when writing an essay. Are you sure you know how to write it?

The following is a 450-word essay about me and my family that I carefully compiled. Welcome to read it. I hope you will like it.

Me and my family_A 450-word essay describing my family 1 I have two cats at home. Speaking of them, I have to say that the cats’ personalities are indeed a bit strange.

Call it greedy, it is indeed a bit greedy.

When it wants something to eat, it will follow you relentlessly. Only if you give it something to eat will it leave happily.

However, when it is in a bad mood, no matter how many good words you say, it will remain silent.

Sometimes it is very well-behaved. It will find a secluded place to sleep all day long, which is quite leisurely.

They say cats are naughty, and my cat is no exception.

I remember one time, I worked hard to mop the floor and just wanted to take a rest.

I don’t know when the kitten jumped out and ran around the house.

You see, the little black plum blossoms on the floor are all its masterpieces.

Seeing this scene, a surge of anger surged from the bottom of my heart.

He raised his hand and wanted to teach these two naughty kittens a lesson, but they calmly let out a proud cry and ran to the table in a flash.

It seems that they have started playing a hide-and-seek game with me, and naturally I will not give up.

These two kittens were quite smart. They divided into two groups. Sometimes they hid under the cupboard, and sometimes they hid in the corner. I was exhausted but I didn't even touch a single hair of theirs.

At this time, they seemed to have had enough fun. They looked at me with pitiful eyes and called out "meow, meow..." as if they were telling me not to be angry, I was just joking with you!

And rubbed his body against my legs.

Looking at their innocent and cute appearance, I couldn't bear to scold them.

I had no choice but to mop the floor clean again... This is an interesting thing that happened between me and my cat.

Me and my family_A 450-word essay describing my family 2 My family has a lively puppy named Xiao Saner. He is very cute and I like him very much.

Xiao San'er is certainly not a famous breeding dog, but I still like it very much. Xiao San'er's fur is black and white, it has a long mouth, and a pair of cute big eyes with two small white dots on the eyes.

Every day when I come home from school and use the key to open the door, when he hears the jingling sound, he will run to the door and jump, jump and keep shouting, as if to say: "Master, open the door quickly! I can't wait any longer."

!" As soon as I entered the door, he jumped on me, hugged my legs, and started playing with me.

Xiao San'er is a very lazy puppy. Every time we wait for dinner, he will get under the table and look here and there to see if there is anything delicious falling to the ground. If there is, it will fly quickly.

Run over and get rid of it. If it is not there, it will run in front of me and look at me with pleading eyes, as if to say: "Master, give me some." Dad tied it to the tree and gave him something to eat.

The mistress is like a young master, picky and picky.

Every time my mother criticized me, I would get angry and sit on the sofa and cry secretly. When my mistress saw it, she would run to me and stand up, put her front feet on my legs and look at me, and sometimes she would lick me.

The tears seemed to say: "Master, stop crying." Don't look at the mistress being pampered at home, but when a stranger comes, he will bite!

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Do you think my puppy is cute?

I love my puppy!

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Me and my family_A 450-word essay describing my family 3 Recently, I found a snail in the garden, and I started raising snails.

Every time I come home from school, I have to look at the little snails.

One time, I came home and found that the little snail was missing. I stamped my feet anxiously and was about to cry.

At the critical moment, the little snail slowly crawled out from under the bottle cap. I suddenly realized it and thought to myself: The snail is really a hide-and-seek king!

Another time, I accidentally dropped the snail on the ground.

The snail retracted into his "little house" like a lollipop, and I hurried to find my father.

"Dad! Dad!" I said, worried about the little snail, "Is the snail dead?" Dad looked at the snail and said with a smile: "It's not dead, it's not dead, don't worry!" After a while, the little snail said with a smile.

Sure enough, the snail poked out its black "little eyes" and "patrolled" around. When it felt very safe, it exposed its little head. I thought to myself: The snail is really a coward!

Once, I put a little red apple peel in the snail's nest and found that where the snail crawled, it would leave white traces, like a transparent liquid. When I touched it, it felt sticky.

I looked it up online and found out it was snail slime.

The snail crawled into the middle of the apple peel, took a very small bite, raised its head, and then slowly put it back again.

Maybe it was because my apple peel was so delicious that it took a long time to finish.