In daily life or work and study, everyone has come into contact with composition. Composition is a verbal activity that is highly comprehensive and creative.

Do you know how to write a standardized composition?

The following are the essays about me and small animals that I have collected for everyone (generally 20 essays). They are for reference only. I hope it can help everyone.

Me and Small Animals Composition Part 1 I have a kitten who loves to sleep in. Its name is "Little Naughty".

If you see this name, you must know how mischievous it usually is!

"Little Naughty" is very cute, with one black and one white ear that is pointed and very sharp; one yellow and one blue big eyes are watery.

If you see it for the first time, you might think it is a foreign breed cat, but in fact it is the son of an ordinary white cat!

"Little Naughty" is not only cute, but also very naughty.

Once, when my mother was collecting clothes and forgot to close the cupboard door, it sneaked in.

At that time, I was looking for the "little troublemaker". I didn't know it was inside, so I closed the cupboard door. After a while, I heard the sound of claws scratching wood, so I followed the sound and walked over. I heard it coming from the cupboard.

When the smell came out, he quickly opened the cupboard door, and the "little naughty" jumped out immediately.

Seeing its panicked look, I comforted it with cat food, but it actually regarded this kind of "care" as a kind of enjoyment. After eating, it lay on my bed and fell asleep. I felt angry and funny.

, a ghost idea came to me, and I couldn't help but stretched out my hand.

Unfortunately, the little naughty kid figured out my thoughts, jumped onto my lap with lightning speed, and continued to sleep.

I had no choice but to let it go.

"Little Naughty" is both cute and naughty, and it brings me bursts of joy. I really like it.

Me and Small Animals Composition Part 2 Grandma’s house has a tabby cat. It is eight years old, which is equivalent to a person reaching fifty years old. It is obviously considered an "old grandfather".

But the hands and feet are still very flexible, and climbing up houses and trees is no problem.

What I want to tell is the story of me and the little animals.

This cat is very fat, probably because grandma always feeds it delicious food!

Most of its body is tawny, with gray and black stripes in between. A pair of brown ears stand up vigilantly, and its two eyes are as bright as light bulbs, sometimes round and sometimes thin.

The tabby cat is very lazy, I used to call it a "lazy bug".

Every day it goes to bed after eating, and eats again after sleeping. It doesn't catch mice at night.

One day at noon, I really couldn't stand its lazy look. I couldn't control my mood. I took a willow branch and rushed into the house to give it a lesson. It seemed to understand and went out in despair.

I followed it outside, thinking that it had changed its ways and started "working hard". Unexpectedly, it slipped into the haystack, basked in the warm sun and fell asleep again.

The "slacker" is also very naughty. One day when I was writing a composition, I wanted to copy the couplets at the door, so I went out to take a look. When I came back, I saw the "slacker" sitting in my seat and chewing my pen attentively. I

I was so angry that I pushed it down hard, "Hey!" It just wouldn't go down!

Let me give you something powerful. I called my uncle over. The uncle immediately drove the lazy insect to the ground. This time, the "lazy insect" seemed to have been hit hard. It sat on the ground for a long time before it "understood". I

I was secretly happy: "Huh! Little boy, play with me, you are still young!" Just when I was feeling complacent, suddenly a lazy carp swung under the cabinet, and before I could react,

A squeaking scream came from under the cabinet, and a closer look revealed that there was a fat mouse in the tabby cat's mouth.

At this time, the lazy creature rolled his eyes and glanced at me, then walked out smoothly with steady steps.

This is grandma’s tabby cat, lazy, naughty but still “heroic” at critical moments!

Me and Small Animals Essay 3 I have been very fond of small animals since I was a child. My mother supported me in raising animals. I remember buying two small rabbits when I was seven years old. I fed them vegetables every day. They were very cute and had lovely fur.

It was snow-white, very comfortable and warm to the touch, but it died within a year. When I was eight years old, I bought two small turtles. I often gave them some small fish, shrimp or meat to eat, and after raising them for a while, I put them away.

I left him; later I brought back a small tabby cat from my grandma’s house. I fed it fish and meat every day. It grew so fast and could go to the toilet to defecate and urinate on its own. When I came home, it would greet me at the door.

But then it accidentally caught me, and my parents sent it away.

I also raised a small goldfish, but I couldn't keep it for a long time. In the past, when the little goldfish saw me, it would open its mouth wide and bang the fish tank without giving me anything to eat. Now I like the puppy.

My mother also agreed to buy me a puppy, but my father didn’t agree, so I couldn’t take the dog home. There are also two cute and charming little parrots. I am still working hard to raise them and want to keep them.

Train yourself to be able to speak.

He also raised two cute and obedient little ducks.

In my memory, I actually raised many animals, but I don’t remember much about them.