Stories about animals, don t plagiarize, write about ordinary animals, thank you, hurry, hurry!!

Once upon a time there was a turtle and it died.

Good cat and rotten tiger.

There was a boy who had been a poor student in his class for many years. He very much hopes to be on par with those classmates with good grades, and he once worked very hard, but his grades just couldn't go up. From elementary school to middle school, he was kicked around like a ball from different schools because his grades were so bad.

After many pleas from his parents, a poor school reluctantly agreed to admit him.

His self-esteem was greatly hit, and finally one day he asked his father, "Am I stupid?" "The father said:

Of course not. "Then why can't I catch up with other classmates no matter how hard I try? The father was speechless, but lovingly touched his head.

The father knew in his heart that his son was not stupid at all, but he was born very slow to write things, which led to a learning disability. But how do you explain it to your son?

The boy began to become more and more autistic, preferring to stay in his hut and not have contact with the outside world. One day, my father found that his bedside was full of pictures, and he was very curious. It turned out that the son vented all the grievances and blows he suffered at school on the drawing paper, in which his teacher slipped and fell on watermelon peels, and his classmates were chased by wasps ......Looking at it, my father's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he folded the paintings scattered on the bedside one by one and clamped them neatly with clips.

The boy's grades were still poor, and his parents were often called in by his teachers to reprimand him. However, you have never reprimanded your son, let him hide in his own world and paint freely, because he was worried that his only son would be lonely, and bought a pet cat for him. After a long time, the boy felt strange and asked his father:

Did you completely lose faith in me and decide not to ask? The father was silent for a long time and said, "I'll take you to the zoo on the weekend."

On that day, the zoo was full of people, and many people gathered around a mighty tiger to admire. The father also walked over with his son. During this time, the father had problems with his son.

When he returned, the boy was in a good mood and devoted himself to comics as his life's pursuit. At the age of 25, he became a hot character in the comic industry, and his works such as "Double Cannon" and "Astringent Girl" became popular all over Southeast Asia. He's just a mediocre person.

Years later, when he gave a lecture at the university, he recalled the words of his father at the zoo when he was a child: "Humans and animals, like animals, have different talents. The tiger is strong and good at running, the cat is docile and sensitive, although the cat can not be as majestic and domineering as the tiger, but it also has the talent and skills that the tiger does not have, it can go up the tree, can catch mice, people want to become a tiger, and many of them are cats, over time, become a group of rotten tigers.

Son, you are naturally slow to write, but very sensitive to graphics, why should you not put a good cat instead of a bad tiger? I don't want you to be a rotten tiger, I'm sure you'll be a good cat. ”

He was an experienced hunter, one day, with his beloved shotgun, he chased and killed a herd of about twenty goats, when he came to the edge of a cliff, the goats stopped fleeing for their lives, the opposite side of the cliff was still a cliff, but more than ten meters away from this cliff, no matter how vigorous the goats could not jump, he looked proudly at the group of goats that were about to be shot by him.

After a while, an incredible sight happened, only to see an older goat retreat a few steps from the edge of the cliff, and then resolutely and quickly jumped to the opposite cliff, in the moment when the old goat just jumped a few meters, another young goat then also jumped to the opposite cliff, jumped twice, the second time was to step on the back of the first old goat in mid-air, and then kicked suddenly, landing on the opposite cliff, and the old goat quietly fell into the abyss. Subsequently, all the sheep, as if under the orders of a commanding general, with the same methods and actions, fell together, one for life and one for death. The hunter was dumbfounded and ...... emotion

My story with the puppy.

My puppy is called, small, with long fluff and flesh, and anyone who first sees it will hold it and stroke its round body.

Every day after class, I feed him as soon as possible. Stroked its head and whispered to it. It seems to sense my affection, too.