My lovely composition 1 When it comes to small animals, the first thing that comes to mind is my old flat-billed duck.
This small flat mouth was named by my grandmother and me, because its mouth is too flat! Ha ha! Is this name funny?
The duck's neck is very long. In my eyes, it is Giraffe 2. It has a good figure, neither fat nor thin, and can only quack. Therefore, my parents always don't like it because it is too noisy, but I think its sound is quite pleasant to listen to.
My parents don't like it very much since I bought it. Not only do they say it quacks all day, but they also say it stinks! I have been singing in the evening, because this song is not very nice. Is this duck tone deaf? Then we'll have to put it in the corridor. But there are 100 people in my heart who don't want to. Besides, he is also a member of the family. How could I not like it?
But fortunately, grandma likes it very much. Feed it delicious food every day, and sometimes grandma takes it out for a walk. Small flat mouth is very good, very human, never running around, obediently behind grandma.
Every time I come back from school, the first thing I do is to visit it in the corridor. As soon as he saw me coming, he cocked his head and shouted at me with his eyes wide open, as if to say, after a hard day's study, let me play for a while to relax, or take me out for a walk! I touched it gently, and it was obedient. In the nest I built for it, I gradually narrowed my eyes and enjoyed this wonderful moment. I gradually have feelings for it.
But it didn't last long. Soon after I came back from school, I found that my flat mouth was gone. I was so anxious that I ran home to my grandmother in two steps, which also worried her. We went upstairs and downstairs several times to look everywhere, and finally I saw it on the 12 floor. I said angrily, you old flat mouth, be nice to me in the future! How did you learn to run around? Small flat mouth seems to understand my words, hurriedly ran to his nest.
This duck I raise is very special, because other ducks like water. They are all natural swimmers, but my little flat mouth doesn't like water. Are there any ducks who don't like water? Is this duck afraid of water? Once I slammed its mouth into the water, and it came out shivering. Grandma said, oh, still young. How can it swim? It hasn't learned to swim. Why did you drag it down? Aren't ducks born to swim? I want to know why I dare to go into the water after studying.
Now this little flat mouth has left us for a long time, maybe our environment is not suitable for its life. Hey! Small flat mouth, I miss you so much. If you are still alive, can we still play together? Shall I take you for a walk and teach you to swim?
My little cute composition 2 I have a little cute, which is a birthday present from my mother.
It looks very cute, with a small pink face and big eyes like black pearls, and it shines with curiosity. Whenever I am happy, its face is filled with a happy and bright smile, and even its eyes are in a line. However, when I am sad, it is also full of worries. Its eyes are shining, as if to say to me, "Never mind, little master, as long as you smile, nothing will pass." Another time, I was unhappy. It didn't tell me a joke, which made me laugh at once. I forgot my sadness in an instant, I forgot my sadness. It's really my little cutie! Now it has become a little cute who can tell her worries and share happiness and sadness. It didn't tell me not to enjoy happiness and sadness alone! It seems that only it can really understand my heart! Slowly, it became an indispensable good friend in my life.
I remember one sunny afternoon, I watched my favorite "17 meteor shower" with relish at home. I just heard "ding-dong, ding-dong. . 。” The doorbell rang. When I opened the door, it turned out to be my good friend-Yan Ming? . She and I are classmates and good friends in the class. She and I went to play in my little bedroom. After a while, she left. I was going to clean the room and found that my headdress was missing. That was my first birthday present when I was ten years old! I began to doubt my good friend-Yan Ming? . Doubt her, because only she came to our house today and didn't trust her! We are best friends again. I cried anxiously. I ran to their house in tears and scolded her. She ignored me, and I ignored her. I didn't go to school for two days and stayed with my little baby. It tells me many reasons. Today, it said to me, "It's no use crying. Think about it. Where did you put it? " I thought for a while and searched for a long time, but it was under the bed. On that day, I got angry and stepped on my headdress under the bed. I wronged Yan Yan? I want to apologize to her as soon as possible. As soon as I entered her house, she apologized to me first, and I apologized to her ... we have restored our original friendship. If you don't believe me, take a look in the street. There is no laughter between us, no footsteps between us. ...
I am very grateful to my little cute doll, which has taught me a lot in my life journey.
I like you, my darling, my "Beibei".
My lovely composition 3 I have a dark black pen, which was a gift from my mother on my ninth birthday. It looks great. When it stands up, it looks like a general in black armor. It has been with me for more than two years and I like it deeply.
You may be confused. What do you like about pens? Just write a few words! If you think so; That would be a big mistake, it has a great effect!
My parents go out to work every day and always go out early and come back late, which often makes me feel lonely. But it hasn't been the same since I had it. Whenever I am happy, it smiles happily beside me and is very happy with me; Whenever I am sad, there is no smile on its face. Help me share my worries. Whenever I am lonely, it will sit beside me and chat with me, helping me turn loneliness into joy. In this way, it became my only and most loyal confidant.
Once, I did my homework at home, but somehow, my handwriting was extremely ugly that day. Every time I write an ugly word, I feel more angry, so I can't do my homework calmly. Every word is uglier than every word. In the end, I didn't even know what I was writing. I was so angry that I really wanted to cry. This is the land. My beloved pen seems to notice the sadness in my heart, and quickly jumps on the pencil case and loudly says to me, "Little master, don't be sad; You can't calm down and do your homework like this. It's no use writing it a hundred times! I'm telling you, you throw away what you just wrote and rewrite it. Only in this way can you completely eliminate your anger and do your homework well. "Hearing this, I felt very reasonable, so I settled down and wrote it carefully. Unexpectedly, I really write better and better. " No, I said. Don't be angry at the poor writing just now, and don't be proud of the good writing just now. "It said proudly. I smiled and picked up the pen, looking left and right, and I liked it more and more.
Another time, when I was practicing calligraphy at home, I suddenly heard my friend downstairs calling me to play. As soon as I heard this, I jumped eight feet and began to practice calligraphy. But when I just walked to the door, I suddenly heard the pencil box ringing. Confused, I went to open the pencil box. Suddenly, the pen jumped up and said angrily to me, "You know how to play when you play, and you can't practice calligraphy." How can you do this? " Look, Brother Brush is crying! "Hearing this, I feel very ashamed. My face is as red as a red fruit. I quickly apologized to the writing brush and began to practice writing seriously.
How's it going? My pen power is not small! It is still my good friend! Sharing happiness with friends will double happiness; Sharing sorrow with friends is only half the sorrow. Even the above article is its credit! I like my friend's pen so much!
My little lovely composition 4 was held by me, and it spit out a red tongue, and my face was filled with a happy smile. Looking at it in the photo, I can't help thinking of the happy time when I played with it.
It snowed heavily that day, so we stayed at home. At this moment, someone knocked at the door and my mother opened it. I looked out and saw a big cardboard box. The carton covered by night has become more mysterious, which makes me curious about it.
I moved the carton in and put it on the ground carefully. "What's in it?" I think. Mother talked to the people outside the door for a while and then closed the door. I looked up and asked my mother, "What is this?" Mom smiled and said, "Just look." So I gently opened the lid of the carton and saw a snow-white puppy curled up into a ball and fell asleep quietly. I am ecstatic. I quickly took it out of the carton and put it on my lap. I touched it gently and slowly. It slept soundly.
In this way, we have a new member in our family-Xiaoxue.
Gradually, it changed from a puppy curled up in a paper box to a medium-sized dog, and its body became whiter and whiter. It can play with me.
We began to have fun together. Sometimes it turns around and bites its tail, but it just can't bite, which makes it "bark". Sometimes it lifts its legs, stands upright and jumps into my arms; Sometimes it goes around me and makes me dizzy. ...
I remember once, my father was teaching me to ride a bike. It's noon in a hot summer, and the hot sun shines on me. I'm sweating like a pig, but I haven't learned to ride a bike yet, so I'm so anxious that I stamp my feet. I started riding again and the car limped forward. Suddenly, I lost control, the car tilted to the left, and with a bang, I fell to the ground. I am depressed and feel that I can't learn well anyway. Just then, I felt cold on my hands. Looking down, it turned out that Xiaoxue was licking my hand with her wet tongue! He looked at me with wide eyes, as if to say to me, "Come on, don't be discouraged! I believe you will succeed! " I touched it lovingly and got up again. Dad helped me to take off the dust, told me the riding skills and encouraged me. I have confidence again. I picked up my bike and started again. This time I rode my bike steadily, and a breeze brushed my ears, which made me feel very cool. In this way, with the help of him and his father, I learned to ride a bike.
The happy time of playing with it has become a thing of the past. It was sent to the countryside a few years ago. But I will never forget it, because it-Xiaoxue, my dear little friend, is also my cutie!
It seems that my chubby body, brown fur, drooping big ears, watery big eyes, wet black nose, thin and dense beard, straight mouth, vigorous limbs and fluffy tail are always curled up-it is my puppy-Lai Lai. Why is it called Lai Lai? This was a few days ago. On this day, my father brought back a puppy from class. When he came, he was all dirty and covered in dirt. After taking a bath, he became clean. I feel sorry for him, so I want to keep him, but my mother hates him because he shits everywhere. My mother carried him outside the door, but he didn't leave and stayed in front of the door. I peeked out of the window, and the dog jumped up when he saw me, so I had to close the window. After a while, I went to see it again and found two tears on its nose. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I secretly left a crack for it to squeeze in. Then no matter how hard my mother hurried, she couldn't get rid of it. Mother thought it was cute, so she left it and named it "Lai Lai".
Let's talk about its lovely side first. Once, I took off the bottle cap and threw it into the air. I tried to lift it, pick it up with my mouth, put it on the ground, and then squatted not far away, with my legs slightly bent, ready for the fastest attack. With a long "woof", he quickly rushed over, grabbed the bottle cap and rolled over. As soon as he let go, the bottle cap fell to the ground and made an arc jump until it was bitten and deformed. From this incident, I found the flexible and brave side of Lai Lai.
I tied a small bell around Lai Lai's neck. When Lai Lai walked fast, little bells jingled. Lai Lai followed the sound to find it, but she couldn't find it, so she bit her little tail and circled. This scene made me laugh.
Lai Lai is just a follower. This day, I took Lai Lai to the fountain. Lai Lai and I played a game of kicking shuttlecock. If you are tired of playing, just do it and have a rest. Later, I went skateboarding and forgot the shuttlecock. It's getting late. We're going home. On my way home, it suddenly occurred to me that I didn't take badminton. When I looked at Lai Lai again, I found Lai Lai following me with my badminton in her mouth. I hugged Lai Lai and thanked him.
Naive Lai Lai, I hope you will always be innocent and lovely, and grow up with me!