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I have a naughty and 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 naughty puppy, do you like it?

Among the animals that I can't tell and count, there is only one thing I know and admire——— ants. It convinced me. You see that it has twice as much rice on its back, and it runs quickly on its many little feet, and in front of a small mound it stops, wanders around a few times, and begins to climb up, and I hold a small bamboo stick.

Every time, when it climbed halfway up, I would mischievously get it down, and the rice fell off, and it didn't go, but continued to climb up, "I see how much strength you have?"

Again and again I went up, again and again I came down, but not once I turned around and left. In the end, it managed to climb to the top of the "mountain" and burrow into its "nest".

I admire that it has the spirit of "not seeing the Yellow River, not dying", every time I think of this little thing, I can't help but smile, it is a moving smile!

The persistence of "gold digger" reminds me of ants, and that spirit may be perseverance!

Maybe I shouldn't compare ants with "gold diggers", but their attachment is the same!

They all use their own persistence to achieve their own goals, to pursue what they want, and to make their unremitting efforts for the ideals in their hearts. In addition to admiration, I am also ashamed that not everyone can persevere, and not everyone can succeed. The "heavy sand" is the weight that weighs heavily on their hearts, this weight can stop a person's actions, this weight can overwhelm a person, but the gold diggers do not stop for this, they fall for it.

He is using his own persistence to create his own world and realize his ideals.

In real life, how many people like them can be envied?

Winter Northland Bird.

In winter, the northern sparrow deserves to be regarded as an eagle.

On a cold day, the sparrows swayed gracefully on the branches with a touch of brown and unyielding feelings, warming our mood. They are impressionist flowers on the bare branches in the cold wind, with small postures, dotted with cold times.

The sparrow was originally an ordinary bird, its shape was not amazing, its voice was not charming, it was as ordinary as a puppy and a kitten in the market and a large group of children called dogs.

But sparrows are worthy of our respect. The most commendable thing about the winter sparrow is its perseverance, and it will never leave the land where it was born and raised. The lonely dancer of the sparrow, under the canopy of the northern winter, dances a not graceful but still agile dance.

The noise of sparrows stems from their loneliness in the bitter cold. At this time, the birds are silent in winter, and who will come to liven up the winter atmosphere except the sparrows?

Forget to mention, sparrows are also called northland birds.

Whether we agree with it or not, we have to admit that sparrows are the most active image in the winter in urban and rural areas, and it is an exaggeration to say that sparrows are almost the only active image in the winter sky.

In winter, when snow covers everything, how do sparrows find something to eat? The winter sparrow is vegetarian and can only feed on grass seeds. At this time, man, taking advantage of the weakness, took advantage of the weakness, put a basket in the snow, sprinkled some grains underneath, and waited for the sparrow to take the bait.

Those sparrows who have unfortunately fallen into the hands of people are coerced and tempted by you, without eating or drinking, without squinting, and as if they were dead.

It has been said that sparrows are the last martyrs of the animal kingdom. It is true that the sparrow is not flattering, it is a maverick, and it is recognized that it is the only bird that does not yield to humans.

This morning, I was writing in my study when I heard the cheerful chirping of sparrows on the balcony. When I looked up, through the glass on the window, I saw more than a dozen sparrows standing on the windowsill crowded, squeezing me next to each other, like a string of dancing notes. Occasionally, a few of them combed their feathers contentedly, and they would also be busy sorting out their makeup with their partners.

When I went out after dinner, and as I walked along the road, a flock of sparrows landed in front of me, and as I walked forward, they fell back, and when I was moving faster than they could jump and retreat, they flew up like a whirlwind, and then landed, and met me again in front.

When I thought of the sparrows standing in my hands on the square when I traveled to Paris, France, I thought: how nice it would be if these sparrows would stand in my hands, even if there was only one, only for a short second!

Will they stand on my hands?

Ornithologist Henderson said; "Humans can't survive on Earth without the role of birds! ”

It was as if all of a sudden, I had a cold shiver in my mind: one day, without the company of sparrows, what would our lives be like? I was a little scared.

Speaking of small animals, I have raised a lot: puppies, goldfish, chickens and other animals. What impressed me the most was the puppy "Black Skin"!

One night in April 2010, I was playing outside. Suddenly found a cardboard box on top of the trash can. I took it down to take a look, only to see that there was a black thing inside, and when I took it under the lamp, I saw that it was a puppy, with black hair, no wonder I couldn't see it clearly just now.

This little guy is not much bigger than a can, probably less than a week after birth. Looking at this poor puppy, I had the idea of bringing it home to raise. When I went home with the cardboard box and asked, my parents actually agreed!

We quickly found the newspaper and put it on the ground, took it out of the box and fed it some milk. After a while, the little one fell asleep. I named it "Black Skin" overnight, and under the careful care of our family, Black Skin survived the first few weeks of birth.

In the blink of an eye, it was two months old. It's summer vacation, and I have a lot of time to go downstairs to play with "Black Skin". Once, I took it out to play.

I met a dog named "Doudou", and as soon as the two dogs met, they sniffed each other first. Then, without saying a word, a fight broke out. You hit it with a paw, and it hits you with a paw.

Don't give in to each other. In the end, he actually started rolling on the ground and fighting. At this time, a scene that made people laugh and cry appeared.

Doudou" suddenly screamed, which frightened the "black skin" and ran out three or five meters away at once. It really makes me laugh and cry. In the blink of an eye, a summer vacation has passed.

School started, and my mother wanted not to affect my studies, but also for the sake of "black skin". Sent it to the countryside. I cried a few times for this.

Eventually, I understood my mother's intentions. Slowly adapted to the days when the "black skin" was not there. I don't know how the black skin is now, but everything that "black skin" has brought me, whether it is happiness or sadness.

It's all deeply recorded in my heart. My Story with Animals Essay 2 My grandmother has a lively little yellow dog, and I am inseparable from her at my grandmother's house.

My favorite little animal is a puppy with white fur all over its body, like a ball of marshmallows; The eyes were round, like two precious stones; The ears are semicircular, the nose is black, and the tail is short, which is cute.

I give it the bones it loves to eat, and it will gnaw them piece by piece, little by little. When it finishes gnawing on the bones, it barks.

sound, as if to say, "Thank you, little master." "Whenever I went to school, she would always give me a ride until I pretended to be angry and hit her two or three times, and then she ran home.

Not only does it take me to school, but it also likes to run with me, running very fast, and sometimes leaving me behind. Usually, it looks timid, but when it sees a stranger, it keeps a close eye on the stranger's every move with its eyes open, and barks loudly when it is critical, it is really a clever and loyal puppy!

When I come home from school, it's the puppy's happiest time. As long as the puppy is at home, I can always see the puppy waiting for me in front of the door on the way home from school. When it saw me, it would wagging its tail and running towards me, and then it would bounce around in front of me.

Can such a clever puppy not be likable?

I would love to keep this puppy for nothing because it's so cute.

Kitten I have a kitten at home and it is very cute.

It has large eyes, which are blue, with a small nose and a red mouth, and large ears.

Once, when I gave it food, it gagged and didn't want to eat. I deliberately said, I'll go first, you can play by yourself here. I deliberately hid in one place so that it could not be seen, and as soon as I left, it finished the big bowl of rice.

Another time, I slept with her. He pulled the quilt over, and I didn't even cover it, and I was so angry, I took another quilt and covered it myself, and he told us to pull it off.

This is my kitten, isn't it cute?

It is possible to write an essay on a Brazilian tortoise. It shows that the shell of the Brazilian turtle is very hard, and it likes to eat small fish and shrimp. Sometimes when I'm hungry, I even eat flowers. And he is agile and climbs very fast. It also hibernates in winter.

Take a closer look, look closely, think carefully.

You can write about puppies, kittens, birds, butterflies, elephants, ......

Sweatpants, shiitake mushrooms, crispy bones, thick intestines, scheming, rough heels, like to eat chicken, don't sing, sweet melon, Deji Square.