In our daily study, work or life, we always have to touch or use writing, which can improve our language organization ability. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is a 35-word composition I have carefully arranged to fight flies, for reference only, hoping to help everyone. On Saturday night, after finishing his homework, Xiao Si had nothing to do. He remembered the newly bought extracurricular books, so he watched them with relish and immersed himself in the world of books.

Suddenly, a "buzzing" sound sounded, disturbing the small company that was reading. The small company looked up and looked around, but found nothing. He lowered his head and went on reading. After a while, another "buzzing" sound echoed in the small company's ear. The small company suddenly looked up and found a flying fly, this hateful fly, which flew east and west for a while. Small company is very angry, point to it with the finger, say: Go away quickly, don't disturb my reading! Then Xiao Si plunged into the book again. But in a short time, the fly flew back, and the mood of reading was gone. As soon as I dropped the book, I picked up a fly swatter and beat it at the fly, but finally I didn't even hit the shadow of the fly. Small company jumped up and couldn't reach it, so he stamped his feet. Suddenly, he saw the stool on the edge of the table. He gently moved the stool to the wall and stepped on it slowly. He quietly waited for the opportunity. Finally, the fly landed on the wall, and the quick-eyed company "snapped" and killed the fly. The small company that killed the fly gloated and said, Let you disturb my reading, hum!

Everything is calm again, and Xiao Si reads the book as if nothing had happened. On Friday, I went home from school to do my homework. I went home and did my homework for a while. Just when I wanted to have a rest, I heard a buzzing sound. I looked up and found that a fly had landed on my exercise book.

I remember my mother saying that flies have parasites. I tried to shoot the fly to death, but it flew so fast that it dodged at once. I didn't care about it. I continued to do my homework, but soon I heard a buzzing sound again. I think it must be that fly again. I stood up and looked, "Hey, where are the flies?" I cocked my head and suddenly the fly flew out. It turned out that the fly was hidden in my hair! I am so angry that I really want to shoot it to death at once. But it flew so fast that it dodged at once. What should we do? It suddenly occurred to me that there is a fly swatter at home. I quietly took out the fly swatter and tried to kill the fly.

I went to the kitchen and saw that the fly was landing on the breakfast left over from my morning! I hurried over and thought, I must kill that fly this time. But unfortunately, I just typed it at breakfast. I thought I couldn't eat breakfast, so I poured it down and went to look for the fly again. Looking and looking, I finally found the hateful fly in the living room! I walked slowly over, holding high the fly swatter, and with a bang, the fly was finally killed by me!

I'm so happy that I killed that hateful fly and protected my family's health! At noon, I was having dinner with my father and mother. Suddenly, a fly hovered over the dining table, as if smelling the food, and landed on the edge of the plate. I quickly struck the table and it flew away. After a while, three more flew in. I was so angry that I shouted, "I hate flies!" " Dad gnashed his teeth and said, "I feel the same way!" " So we covered the food and decided to kill the flies first.

"World War" broke out! I picked up the fly swatter and hit the "enemy plane" in the air. Beating around, not one hit. At this moment, a fly flew to the cupboard, and before I could raise the racket, it was already killed by dad's fly. At this moment, a fly flew to Dad's shoulder. I quietly raised the fly swatter and beat it down. Instead of hitting the "enemy plane", I caught my father red-handed. Dad turned around and his face was red with anger. At this moment, I thought: It's over ... It's over, the civil war has begun. If it's a civil war, I'm no match for my father. I immediately begged, "Dad doesn't care about his daughter, so give me a break!" Dad waved and continued to fight back!

Ten minutes later, the "World War" is finally over, and we can finally eat with peace of mind again ...... 35 words for writing a composition on flies

Today, the weather is sunny and sunny. After dinner, I did my homework seriously.

When I was writing carefully, a difficult math problem appeared in front of my eyes. When I was scratching my head to think about this math problem, the "uninvited guest" flies came to bother me. Because I was absorbed in thinking about the math problem, I just fanned the fly and it flew away. After a while, the fly came to disturb me again. This time I was in a hurry. As soon as I struck the table, I picked up the fly swatter and went to it. Because the fly flew too fast, I didn't kill it, but I almost tripped over the pen on the ground. I was upset!

Since I had the experience of hitting a fly just now, I thought: I already know the flight route of the fly, and that fly will definitely fly back to disturb me. I'll find a fly swatter and hide it under the book. When the fly lands in a place, I'll take out the fly swatter, and then ... hehe!

after leaving the plan and hiding the fly swatter under the book, I started to work hard again. After a while, the fly flew again. It circled over my head for a few times. I ignored it first, and it stayed in my book for a while. I took out the fly swatter in lightning speed and slapped it on the book. The fly was killed by me!

through this experience of swatting flies, my skill of swatting flies has risen to a hundred levels! At noon on Sunday, the kitten finished her homework and was watching TV with relish.

While watching, the kitten heard the buzzing sound. The kitten looked for the sound and saw a big fly. The kitten ignored it and continued to watch TV.

But after a while, the buzz became louder. When the kitten saw it, it turned out that there was another fly. The kitten was impatient. It picked up the fly swatter. When it turned around, there was only one left. The kitten knew that the fly had escaped. He thought, I'll shoot this one first, and it must be stupid if it doesn't escape. So he quietly walked over and hit the fly. Unexpectedly, the fly flashed, and the kitten hit the wall, and a big mark appeared on the wall.

The kitten said angrily, "Let's ride the donkey and read the songbook-we'll see."

The fly seems to say, "Then we'll see!"

Then it flew to the kitchen and landed on the rice bowl. The kitten crept to the bowl and killed the fly at once. But at the same time, the kitten also heard the sound of broken bowls.

The kitten was scared and began to cry. It cried and heard the buzz. It turned out to be the escaped fly. The kitten angrily walked over and said, "Look, I won't kill you!" "

The kitten stared at the fly but forgot her feet. She was pricked by the debris of the bowl that fell to the ground and threw away the fly swatter. Coincidentally, the fly swatter fell on the fly and accidentally killed it. The kitten stood up with a smile, wrapped her injured foot and went back to the house to watch TV. 35 words 6

One Saturday night, after dinner, I sat at my desk and started to work on a difficult problem. As I was doing it, an "uninvited guest" came to visit me. It turned out to be a big fly!

I waved my hand at the fly at random, and the fly flew away, and I began to think about the problem again. Soon the big fly flew over my head in circles. This time I couldn't help it. I dropped my pen and ran to the living room quickly, picked up the fly swatter and ran to the room. As soon as I got to the room, I looked east and west, but I couldn't see the fly, and I had a brainwave.

I ran into the kitchen, cut a small piece of pork covered with oil and put it on my desk. Suddenly my desk was covered with oil. As soon as I saw it, I wanted to give up, but when I thought about the hateful fly, I threw caution to the wind. After waiting for a long time, the fly still didn't come. I picked up the pork and was about to throw it into the garbage can. Suddenly I heard the sound of buzzing ... Hum, the fly really couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, and I came into the trap. I quietly put the pork on the desk again. This reckless fly smelled the fragrance and immediately flew to the pork. The pork is rotten, the fly is dead, and the exercise book is full of oil ...

I threw the pork into the garbage can, changed another exercise book, and started to write my homework ... 35 words for writing a composition on flies

At noon today, I went home to turn on the TV and sat on the sofa with my legs crossed. Suddenly, a fly flew on the TV. I felt very curious. I tiptoed to the TV and saw that the fly was very fat, with gray-black body, wings less than 3 cm long and small eyes-disgusting!

I walked carefully to grandpa's house, picked up the old fly swatter, and carefully returned to the TV. Before the fly flew away, I turned a blind eye, aimed at the fat body of the fly and photographed it confidently. Unexpectedly, the fly flew away and the swatter hit the poor TV set heavily. I was so angry that I vowed to kill this hateful fly. I looked for it everywhere, ha! I was hiding in a corner. In order not to let it die painfully, I adopted a new technology of "insecticide".

I pointed the "insecticide" at the fly in the corner. Just as I was about to spray it, the fly flew away slyly. I'm even more annoyed. The fly didn't hit me and stained the glistening wall. I looked around again and finally found it in the window. It has escaped from my fingers twice, and I can't let it fly this time. I picked up my hat and stuck it down suddenly. I thought it would cover it, but this fly was so powerful that it flew directly to the outside world through the window.

I can only secretly hate: hateful flies, as long as they belong to your family, I will kill every one I see! On a hot summer afternoon, I came back from school, ate a popsicle and went to do my homework.

Just as I was finishing my homework, I only heard a harsh voice buzzing in my ear. It's really annoying me! Buzz, buzz, I can't stand it!

at first, I tried to catch it with my hands, but it was not afraid. When I caught it, I left, and when I put down my hand, I came back. In this way, there are several rounds of war between people and flies. In order to finish my homework quickly, I will bear it! The first battle between man and fly ended in the victory of flies.

finally, the last word has been written. I gently put down my pen, quietly picked up the fly swatter, and suddenly went towards the fly swatter, only to see it fly smartly to one side. Ah! Missed. I can't believe this. I must destroy you. I chased it for a long time, but this hateful fly was too cunning to catch it. I'm so angry! I was about to have a "volcanic eruption" at that time. I took out the most powerful trick to deal with insects in my life, which was extremely lethal-pesticides.

I chased after the insecticide left and right, spraying it here and then, and finally, I killed that damn fly! Victory! Victory!

But the price I paid was the smell of pesticides all over the house, which was very pungent. I had to take my mother's medical mask and sit on the sofa and watch TV. It was really unpleasant! 35 words 9

Today, I did a great thing-hitting flies. This is a good thing for my squirrel.

A few days ago, a group of flies grew up in the hot summer. They not only "attacked" the lovely little squirrel, but also broke into our house and polluted our food, so my brother and I set up the "Fly Beating Task Force".

We analyzed the "territory" of two flies, one is the squirrel's "residence", the other is the squirrel garbage area, and there is also an enemy-flies in the garbage area. Because they have a large number of flies, we first eliminated the flies in the squirrel's "residence". My brother was holding a fly swatter, and I was holding an electric mosquito swatter. I crept there and suddenly opened the window. Some flies panicked, some flew around, and some were stupefied. We beat the flies to pieces, causing countless deaths and injuries. After a while, we found that there were dozens of fish that escaped from the net. So, we pursued them and launched the inhuman "Nanjing Massacre" against these flies, using electric mosquito swatter to smash them to pieces.

Then, we began to clean up the "battlefield" and swept the flies into the trash can. After cleaning, we began to "attack" the next fly area. We rushed to the squirrel garbage area at full speed, because there were too many "enemies", so we had to think of a clever plan to outwit flies. My brother picked up a chopstick and poked the garbage box hard. A group of flies flew out, and we quickly closed the window. When the flies returned, we poked them again. After repeated several times, the flies gradually got used to our behavior, so we put the electric mosquito swatter on the garbage box and shook the box. The flies were frightened and flew upwards one after another. They met my electric mosquito swatter, "Bang, bang, bang, bang", and more than half of the flies died. Just as we took the racket, some flies flew out, so my brother and I started a double-sided attack plan. My brother took a fan and fanned the flies to my side, and we both swatted the flies to death together.

We succeeded in killing all flies and won. At noon today, I was very hot when I was eating, so I ran to open the window. "ah! It's so cool! " I said. After eating, I was doing my homework when suddenly I saw a little black dot. I thought: What is that? Hey, don't worry about it. Doing homework is important. I was just halfway through my homework when I saw seven little black dots, so I asked my mother, "What are those seven little black dots?" . My mother looked at it carefully and said angrily to me, "that's a fly, get rid of it quickly!" " "ah! It's a fly! " I was taken aback.

I'm holding a fly swatter. I hit it east and west, but I can't hit it. They are flying everywhere, and I can't hit them. At this time, I thought of a good idea: just open the window and then lead these flies out. I opened the window first, then took out a fan and fanned it. Finally, six small flies flew out, leaving only one hateful old fly. I took out my racket again and slapped it hard when it wasn't looking, and the old fly died.

It suddenly occurred to me that although the old fly was killed, my homework was not finished yet, which is terrible! I have to do my homework quickly. 35 words 11

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