Essay on people and animals 500 words

I have a cute puppy. The puppy has a white coat, and when the puppy runs, it is like a snowball rolling. A pair of round, clever eyes hidden in the long fuzz, a pair of ears vigilantly listen to all suspicious sounds around them.

The puppy also has a pair of sharp paws and a tall tail, which makes it look very arrogant. Puppies are very ferocious and will sound an "alarm" as soon as they hear or see something, ready for battle.

My puppy is not only naughty, but also very rich.

One day, I had nothing to do, so I put it up. Who knows, after the puppy heard it, the bones didn't gnaw, and immediately walked towards the tape recorder, I guess it may be that the puppy found out that the ** came out of the tape recorder! The puppy squatted down next to the tape recorder, listening to the **, and wagging his tail over and over with the rhythm of the **, it was really like a little ** conducting the band!

The puppy loves to eat biscuits, I took this opportunity to catch the puppy as a fish, I first took out a slender bamboo, then tied a thread to the other end of the bamboo, and then used a piece of milk latte art biscuit to shake it over, making the puppy dazzled, I suddenly stopped shaking, and hung the biscuit in front of the puppy, the puppy immediately relieved himself, and pounced on the biscuit, I moved the biscuit behind the puppy, so that it pounced. And so it went on for several minutes. The puppy pretended to be "defeated", and I immediately relaxed my vigilance, but the puppy quickly turned around and bit the biscuit, but fortunately I reacted quickly, and the puppy only bit the line.

I tried to pull the line back, so I pulled hard, but the harder I pushed, the tighter the puppy pulled. I thought to myself: it seems that I can't attack, I can only outwit, I stopped the "attack", the puppy thought I had surrendered, so he was ready to enjoy the biscuits, I took this opportunity, pulled hard, and the biscuits returned to my hands.

This is my puppy.

People and animals.

Everything in the world has feelings, and I have always kept this sentence in my heart, because there is nothing in this world that is without feelings. However, I found that it is not only animals that have feelings, but also humans and animals.

On that day, when I was a third-grade elementary school student, when I came back from school, I automatically and consciously started to write homework at my desk. My little dog, Doudou, rubbed at my feet while I was doing my homework, as if to say, "Master, you can play with me for a while."

Looking at its "pitiful" eyes made me have to stop my pen and have to be distracted.

After playing for a while, a voice interrupted my game with Doudou. It turned out that my aunt came to urge me to do my homework quickly, so I had to obediently go and do my homework. In order to stop Doudou from disturbing my homework, my uncle trapped Doudou in the toilet, and listening to its miserable scream, I couldn't help but take it out.

Put it on the ground. I was on the chair in front of the desk, and it wanted me to play with it, but I was afraid that it would be trapped in the "little black room" again, so I touched its head and said, "Well, I will play with you when I finish my homework, otherwise they will trap you in the dark room of the toilet again."

As if it understood what I was saying, it lay at my feet, waiting for me to finish my homework.

Suddenly I wanted to cry, tears rolled in my eyes, Doudou seemed to see my tears, and immediately rubbed at my feet, as if to say: "Master, master, don't cry, don't you see that I'm not in front of you?" Then I touched its little head and thought to myself:

Why be so cruel? Doudou is still so small, why should it be trapped in the toilet? Adults are always like this, in the name of love, interfering in other people's hobbies ......

Until now, this incident has been echoing in my mind, and it tells me that everything has feelings, every person, every flower, every tree, every inch of land, and of course, animals.

A few days ago, I was lucky enough to find a small spider while washing my hands. So I didn't hesitate to grab it and put it in a box.

When I moved it from the outside world to the "box world", it was still very uncomfortable with this new environment, so it tried to "escape" from this "prison" several times, taking the opportunity to slip away when I was not looking. But alas, every time I was able to "arrest" it intactFinally, one day, it stopped tossing and began to settle down.

And here they are decorated (that is, they weave many nets).To reward him, I caught a moth alive in the kitchen. When I put the moth in the box, the spider approached it unhurriedly, but it was unaware of the danger lurking around it (as I had seen in Animal World), and then the spider jumped forward, and the moth became a delicacy in the spider's mouth.

But to my surprise, instead of eating the moth, it got it into its own web. I wondered: why didn't it eat the moth?

After thinking about it carefully, I understand: although it changes the living environment, its living habits are not easy to change! Eventually, I let it go into the lap of nature. Hopefully it catches more pests.