Whether you are in school or entering society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with compositions. Compositions can be divided into narrative essays, expository essays, practical essays, and argumentative essays according to different genres. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is a composition about myself that I compiled for you. You are welcome to share it. Essay on me 1
I have a warm home, with a generous mother, humorous father, serious grandfather, kind grandmother, and of course my naughty little " Hot girl”.
My family is very regular and very harmonious from morning to night. In the morning, we get up together and I go to school; dad and mom go to work; grandpa and grandma go to exercise. At noon, grandma cooks; I do homework; grandpa reads; dad watches TV; and mom helps grandma with housework. In the evening, I was doing homework in the room; grandpa was practicing calligraphy; grandma was sitting on the bed reading the newspaper; dad and mom were watching TV in the living room.
Don’t underestimate my small family. My family is an artistic family. My grandfather is a calligrapher, and his hobby is writing calligraphy. He is quite famous in our north~! My mother is very clever and handy, and all the colorful sweaters in my cabinet were knitted by her for me. My father is a strong man. When our daily necessities are worn out, he always repairs them for us. The rice cooked by grandma is so delicious that I have to eat two bowls in one meal! Let’s not mention the deliciousness. And I, who was born with a good voice, can sing. It's beautiful and melodious enough to make you indulge in my singing.
On New Year’s Eve, our family got together. Grandma cooks; Mom chops; I choose the vegetables; Grandpa sweeps the floor; Dad cleans the cabinets. The family is really busy. After the meal was done, I put the food on the dining table. Grandma, mother and I winked at each other and shouted together, "It's time to eat." Dad and grandpa hurried over to take a look. "Wow," what a sumptuous dinner! During the meal, we all got excited, one by one. Showcasing our expertise. Grandpa took out a brush and wrote a couplet on the paper. I helped my father put the couplets on the door. Mom took out the yarn and knitted it into a Chinese knot. I took the Chinese knot in my hand and started shaking it. Grandma took out her knife and "swiped" it a few times on a radish, and immediately a living little white rabbit appeared. That night we laughed and talked and were very happy. Laughter, singing, and cheers filled the air.
Ah! I feel proud and proud to have such a happy and warm home! Essay on me 2
Her smile is like appearing in the cold winter A blazing sun warms people's hearts. Her voice is like the euphemistic and beautiful song sung by the little oriole in the forest, soothing the heartstrings. Her words were like a fallen leaf resting firmly on the lake, causing ripples.
She has a kind face. When she smiles, my world becomes warmer and sunflowers bloom. Sunshine and happiness are all overflowing here. She is Teacher Qiu Xiaoyun.
I remember when she first entered elementary school, she was our class teacher. Maybe it’s because I don’t have a sense of independence, or maybe I feel unfamiliar. I was at a loss when I first arrived. I suddenly said “wow” and tears poured out like water from a faucet. "What's the matter, kid?" She came to me like an angel with a friendly tone. It was morning, her back was facing the door, and the golden sunlight outlined the lines of her body. Her body was fat and looked amiable. She gently touched the top of my head with her soft palms, causing a sudden warmth to appear on my body, which made me no longer afraid.
When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I failed an exam. The reason was that I didn’t understand the essay topic thoroughly, so I didn’t get any points. So, I was "invited" to the office by the teacher.
At that time, she was holding my test paper, lowered her head in meditation, and her eyebrows were twisted together. When she saw me coming, her eyebrows were raised again, and she said in a rough voice: "Zhang Qian, you have to reflect on this exam. What made you do like this in the exam? It was carelessness..." She did not scold me as worthless, but analyzed the essay for me and said that she would do better in the exam next time and other such things. This made me think she was a little serious.
When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, during the afternoon recess activity, we were playing "cutting sesame cakes" with great interest, and she also started playing with us. "Quick! Run! Be careful of getting caught! Be careful!" Teacher Qiu waved his fists, arched his legs, and stamped his feet on the ground, his face flushed. "Oh, Teacher Qiu's previous serious image has been ruined, and now she has lost her posture!" Teacher Qiu's serious appearance was wiped out in my mind, but what remained was her childlike image.
The memory she left for me may never be erased. It may become one of the treasures of my life. Maybe...she is my mentor and helpful friend. Essay on Me 3
Hello everyone, my name is Chen Xinyi. I am 10 years old and I study in Donghua Primary School. I am thin and have short black hair and a pair of big shining eyes.
I have a wide range of hobbies, such as badminton, dancing, painting, etc. My favorite is playing the piano! Whenever I have free time at home, I will practice piano, because playing the piano can not only exercise the left and right brains and make my brain flexible, but also relax my mood.
Do you know? I am very nosy, whether it is a small matter or a big matter, I have to take care of it. Good things join and bad things stop.
This summer vacation, Bukaiqi and I went for a run in the park. We saw a group of children having a picnic on the grass in the park. They brought a lot of food, and after eating, they just threw the trash away. I just ignored it. I couldn't stand it any longer. Bukeqi took my hand and started to leave. They said they should mind their own business, but I just wanted to mind their own business. I decided to educate them about environmental protection.
I immediately ran over and said to the children: "You must be hygienic. Garbage cannot be thrown around. It should be put into the trash can." The children only glanced at me, then turned around and said, Do your own thing as if nothing happened. I said to them again: "Garbage can produce mosquitoes, pollute the environment, and spread diseases..." After hearing what I said, they said "Okay" reluctantly.
We picked up the garbage together and took the children to the trash can. They were so naughty! They also played the game of throwing garbage into a bucket without classifying it. I quickly stopped them and said: "There are many benefits of classifying garbage: first, reducing the area occupied by landfill garbage; second, reducing pollution; 3. Recycling garbage can save resources, avoid waste, and turn waste into treasure..." After hearing my words, the children suddenly realized whether they were helpless or helpless. I don't know. In short, we started to re-dispose the garbage together. Although we were sweating profusely, we still had happy smiles on our faces.
This is me, do you want to be friends with me? Essay 4 with me as the topic
China, a great country that has been glorious for thousands of years, has thousands of Chinese characters, each with its own unique meaning. If I had to choose one as my Chinese character of the year, then I would definitely choose the word "laugh". Although it does not have the complicated shape of thousands of ravines, nor the profound and profound meaning, it is the most real part of my life. Portrait.
I like to use a smile to show my joy, and I like to use a smile to praise the beauty around me.
I always like to walk under the lush trees on a day when the flowers are blooming, close my eyes and listen to the whispers of the birds. From time to time, I can smell the faint fragrance of the flowers and feel it all over my body. When I saw the soft temperature of the sun, I felt happy, naturally raised the corners of my mouth, and raised a smile on my face. But that desolate Xiao Qiu came quietly as Bai Ju passed by. In my heart, not only is there no sadness of autumn, but there is also a pleasant joy. "Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. I have said that autumn is better than spring. A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry and emotion to the blue sky." Beautiful clear words and sentences flowed from the corners of my mouth.
The golden fallen leaves danced gracefully in the air, teased by the autumn wind. With such "good times and beautiful scenery", no one has any reason not to face life with a smile.
I always like to walk alone on the playground, enjoying the gentle breeze in the evening, showering in the lingering sunlight, watching the sunset slowly sinking, the beautiful poetry of "the setting sun and the solitary swan flying together", " The mist falls deep in the evening and the vastness of the sky is reflected by the vastness of nature, so the heart becomes as peaceful and comfortable as still water, quietly blending into the embrace of nature. Over there are a group of basketball enthusiasts, running and jumping, sometimes cheering, sometimes screaming, conveying the intensity on the court to everyone watching the game. On the other side was a scene of hunched-over people walking by slowly and comfortably. My eyes fixed the two contrasting pictures, and I suddenly realized that they were so natural and harmonious, making people feel that life is full of poetry and painting, no matter the good or bad times, so a smile quietly crept onto my cheeks.
I like to use smiles to drive away troubles, and I also like to use smiles to motivate myself. Even if you consider yourself an optimist, sometimes you can't escape the clutches of frustration. I am used to being strong. When I fail in an exam, I will blame myself, and I will often pay the price in tears because of this small setback. Whenever I reflect on myself, I always feel sober. When I am no longer constrained by the negative emotions in front of me, I can’t help but smile happily.
Life is beautiful because of smiles, and a beautiful life makes smiles brighter! A smiling life is full of poetry and painting! Essay on Me 5
Under the silvery white light, she sat on a chair, and there was me next to her. Guess what she is doing? Hehe, aren't you just staring at me? I am a fledgling bird who likes to act coquettishly? Like to be naughty? He likes to make trouble, but he doesn't like to do homework. But my mother is very strict with me. When she sees me playing without finishing my homework, her face immediately changes from clear to cloudy, and I have to do my homework quickly. When she sees that I do a good job in my homework, she will praise me. .
About my mother, she is in her thirties, of medium height, with an oval face and a well-proportioned body. She has a pair of bright eyes on her high bridge of nose and a row of white teeth. She likes to wear jeans and looks so casual and elegant. Her biggest feature is her big eyes, which look very energetic.
Regarding my mother’s hobbies, she is not only easy to take care of me, but also competes with me for TV. Because her favorite thing is TV, followed by me. My mother is a complete TV fan. She doesn’t play poker or mahjong. She just likes to watch TV. She watches TV while knitting woolen shoes, watches TV while eating, and even listens to TV while cooking in the kitchen.
I remember one night, our family sat around watching TV. At 10:30, everyone felt sleepy and wanted to go to bed. Only my mother was reluctant to leave the TV. Later, under my order, she turned off the TV and went back to the bedroom. At night, I woke up from my dream and wanted to go to the bathroom. I found a flash of light outside. I was startled: "Is there a thief?" I walked over quietly, breathed a sigh of relief, and almost laughed out loud. It turned out that my mother secretly watched TV while I was asleep. well! I sighed...
Alas! Mom is such a hopeless TV junkie! Essay on Me 6
In the eyes of everyone, I seem to be a cheerful, individual girl with a cheerful personality like a boy. A girl who likes small animals and is optimistic about everything. In my memory, I have almost never cried in front of my classmates, teachers, or even my mother. Maybe I have, but it will definitely not be because of willfulness, because I always thought that crying was a sign of weakness and incompetence, but this time, crying I couldn't help myself...
Yes, it was during that training session in Xinzheng that I gained a deeper understanding of my classmates and myself, and it also deepened our friendship. Expanding the "Graduation Wall" is not scary to me. I like excitement. Each activity is not only interesting, but also lays the foundation for the "Graduation Wall" - team awareness.
Coming to the graduation wall, it is beyond our reach! When we were worried about how to get up, the instructor asked us to discuss it among ourselves. After a while, it started. Several boys with good physical fitness climbed up like flying. There were a few strong "stepping stones" below. Just like that, the top pulled up and the bottom pushed up. . Everything went well, it was my turn soon! My heart was beating like a deer. I carefully stepped on the shoulders of the two boys and corrected their painful and ferocious expressions and the sweat on their faces. I really couldn't bear it, but they just yelled "Leng" What, hurry up!" I closed my eyes, and the classmate above me pulled me hard and pushed me up! I hurriedly went down to cheer for the remaining classmates. It was a heartbreaking shout. We were exhausted and only had the strength to cry. At that time, I tried not to let the tears fall, but when the last classmate also went up , when I saw the blood of the classmates who were unknown and acting as stepping stones soaked through their clothes, the tears still fell down. Looking at the classmates around me, they all burst into tears. The emotion was brewing in my heart, love was accumulating in my heart, and we were united. It’s translated in this team!
When we returned to school, everyone felt deeply and the experience was unforgettable.
Tears do not mean crying, just like the blooming of flowers does not necessarily mean the arrival of spring; tears do not mean fragility - just like the disappearance of a cloud does not mean it has never existed. Tears are the most tender way of expressing emotion. They are like seeds, allowing love to bloom freely in the heart. They are like steps, leading us to maturity!
The different me allows me to see my softest side and helps me understand myself better. The different me is not that I am changing. Just like potential, it will only be revealed at the moment it is stimulated! Essay on Me 7
In my eyes and in my heart, teachers are like gardeners, and teachers are like our mothers. She will teach us a lot of knowledge and teach us to be honest and upright people. Among the many teachers who have taught me, the most unforgettable one is my enlightenment teacher!
She taught me from a young and ignorant age to be a self-reliant and self-reliant person. My first teacher cared about me. In class, if I have something that I can't solve, she will help me solve it together. If I have something unhappy in my mind, she will ask me to chat with her and "tell me the unhappy things, it will be better." She encourages me to tell her the unhappy things every time. listen.
Once, I accidentally dropped my pencil case. During class, I looked around for it, but I couldn't find it. I thought: What should I do? It doesn’t matter if the pen box is gone, but there is one of my most beloved pens in the pen box, which has never been touched, and it was given to me by my father on my birthday. What should I do? Why can't I find it?... After class, I ran to the teacher's office like a sprint and told the teacher everything about the missing pencil case. The teacher listened, thought for a while, and said to me: "Biyi, it's okay, don't cry. The teacher will help you find that pen. Tell the teacher, what is the shape of that pen?" I stopped immediately. I cried and said, "It's pink, and there's a Helloketty doll on it." "Oh, then go back. The teacher will tell you when he finds it." The teacher said. A few days later, the teacher suddenly called me to the office and said to me: "Bi Yi, is this the pen you are looking for?" When I saw the pen, I happily said: "Yes, yes, it is. This one. Teacher, how did you find it?" The teacher stammered: "This...this, you don't have to ask, just find the pen now." I didn't pay much attention and left. .
Only today did I know that the pen was bought by the teacher. In order not to make me sad, she spent her own money to buy me a pen. Although the pen was not worth much, the pen was a concern and a love given to me by the teacher. I will carry this pen with me forever. Whenever I see this pen, I unconsciously recall this incident. I will never forget my first teacher. Here, I want to say: "Thank you, my enlightenment teacher!" Essay on Me 8
In the third mathematics unit test, I improved by nine points than before.
This is because I kept checking during the test and reviewing at home, and I got the result - a score of 96. Maybe it's a lower score for those who are great at math, but for me it's a big satisfaction.
Before that unit test, I actually didn't care much about it. When I turned on the TV and enjoyed it, my mother came over and turned off the TV with a "pop". I asked my mother: "Mom, why don't you watch TV for me?" "Because the unit test is tomorrow, and you haven't passed the 'calculation' test quickly! It's because you failed to pass the calculations a few times before. A 'high' score of 87! Go and review!" Mom said. I said to myself: "Everyone makes mistakes, and horses make mistakes! I did poorly in the exams in the past few times, so why not do better this time? Why are you making so much fuss? It's annoying." After saying that, I was reluctant. I went back to the room to review.
During the test the next day, I finished the paper in one go and thought: It’s quite simple. I got 100 points! However, during the examination, many wrong questions were found. I thought: It’s better to make mistakes in the examination, otherwise I will pass by with a score of 100! I handed in the paper with confidence. But when the paper was handed out, I was dumbfounded. I only scored 96 points. Another calculation question cost me points again. I stamped my feet regretfully, thinking: Why didn't I listen to my mother? If I had listened to the advice, I wouldn't have made such a mistake! I told my mother the score. I thought she would scold me, but she said: "It doesn't matter, because you have tried your best. Even if you don't get 100 points, in my eyes, you are still a good child..."
I also know that if you want to make progress, you have to stand up again when you fall, move forward bravely, and keep working hard. Only in this way will success be by your side all the time. Essay on Me 9
I like freedom, I like not being bound; I like the morning air, the rain and dew on the lotus leaves; I like the sunny sky, the sunny grass bed, and the sunny afternoon; I like to hike alone with hands behind my back and get lost alone; I like to see a person's smile, a person without sorrow, and a person's heartfelt expression.
I like an atmosphere that is not tense, I like tranquility and solemnity; I like to watch others dance lightly on the stage, I watch from the crowd in the audience, caressing the air; I like the cry of babies , I like the clearness of her eyes; I like the look on her face after washing her face in the morning, and the satisfaction after breakfast; I like the long road and the never-hurried footsteps on the road.
I like time to stand still forever, I like the beginning of everything; I like all beautiful countries, the mysterious gifts in dreams; I like plays without endings, narration without beginning; I like being The light rain moistens the comfort, and I like the repetition of being called; I like to put my hands together and pray that no one will suffer; I like the kind characters in the movie, and I like the soft notes.
I like fantasy, I like the touch of life; I like not to wake up in a dream, I like reality not too rough; I like the hurried footsteps of my family in my illness, and the cup of bitterness that comes and goes. Bitter happiness; I like to hold the clear water in the lake with my hands, let the flowers and plants by the lake cheer, and let the loneliness swim in the water; I like endless what-ifs, the performances in what-ifs, and the beautiful satisfaction in what-ifs.
I like the strong concentration of love, and I like to stick the memory to a person forever; I like to record the joys and sorrows in my diary, which makes my heart ache; I like life, I like friends, and I like everything. Essay on Me 10
I have a room of my own. It was a room with doors, windows, a desk, and a small bed. My mother often comes to help me tidy the books on the windowsill, and my father often comes to read dictation to me. My toys, books and handicrafts I made are all placed there.
I like my room very much, but I want my room to look different. I wish my room was a Transformers. So I can fly around the world on it and start a wonderful journey.
I hope there is a time and space door in my room, and I can go back to the past era, present a bouquet of flowers to Grandpa Bethune, and send words of blessing to the kind and beloved Premier Zhou Enlai.
I hope my room is a universal room. When the sultry summer comes, it turns into an ice room; strong sunlight shines into my room, but there is still no heat in the room. When the cold winter comes, my room turns into a thread house made of wool; gusts of cold wind come, but I can do homework and read books in the room as if nothing has happened.
I prefer my room to be a gourmet house, the windows are made of sweet and sour jelly, the books are pieces of crispy potato chips, the table and chairs are made of sweet chocolate, and the floor is made of pieces. Fragrant biscuits, fragrant egg pancakes on the curtains, and sweet grape juice flowing out of the faucet. Wow! How wonderful that would be!
However, after thinking about it, what I like most is my current room. Here, I can do what I like; here, I can develop unlimited fantasies. Essay on me 11
In the world, happiness is like the thunderbolt of lightning, happiness is like the journey of a dream, happiness is like the rush of running water, happiness is like the sweetness of candy... But these are not completely beautiful. , we must observe patiently in order to gather the drops of happy rain and dew into a sweet and delicious spring water. At this moment, we will shout loudly: "I am so happy!"
In the morning, I look up In the trees, a squirrel ran over and brought my sight to the treetops. A bird flew over and brought my sight to the corner of the tree. The birds on the corner of the tree were chirping. I followed their gaze. Staring at the sky, countless kites are floating quietly and playing. How happy I am to have discovered the footsteps of spring.
At noon, I opened the window, and a spider appeared in front of me. It was gently spitting out the crystal clear silk thread in its mouth, wrapping it around the silk dots, and then it spit out the silk thread again, from the silk thread. Finally I came to the glass on the window and glued it bit by bit to make it extremely strong. How happy I am to have discovered the life of an "engineer".
In the evening, I gently opened the music box and enjoyed the sweet sound. Silver moths were faintly flying under the shining light. Magnolia flowers were blooming quietly in the dark grass outside the door. , at this moment, I closed the music box early, not for the eavesdropping moth, but for fear of missing the sound of your approaching footsteps.
Tulips bloom quietly, covering the hills, the hometown of my friends, go find the treasure of happiness, the factory that creates happiness... On this day, I found happiness, because I discovered "rain and dew" , I tasted a breath of wonderful spring water, so I want to shout loudly: "I am so happy!"
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Friends, in the colorful What do you like most in your extracurricular life? Dancing on the silver skating rink? Collecting colorful stamps? Taking care of the fragrant flowers and plants? Or swimming back and forth in the rippling blue stream? ...As for me, I have a soft spot for the red and black chess pieces.
Every Saturday night, after dinner, my mother goes to wash the dishes, and my father and I get ready for war. We play Chinese chess. My cannon was the first to rush to the river. My father walked into the middle of the cannon and wanted to capture my soldiers. I ignored him and went to grab his car. My father was not careful. Although he captured my soldiers, he asked me to take them. His car was eaten. Playing chess really brings me endless fun, and I am very, very happy!
This triggered my thinking about life. The road of life is like playing chess. Every step is taken by yourself. You are free before you take it. There are many roads and many choices, but you have to understand that once you take that step, you will never be able to look back. So you have to first determine your goals and strategies and tactics, then analyze the current situation, work out the best route, and then work step by step to reach the finish line.
Of course, the road to life will not be smooth. The road to success is full of variables and even crises. You have to give full play to your intelligence, make timely trade-offs, and adapt to the ever-changing situation. Strategies to achieve unchanging goals. Don’t be discouraged when you are frustrated, keep chasing after you; don’t be arrogant when you are proud, be cautious, be steady and steady on the way, and taking every step steadily is the key to success.
A wonderful life is about meeting an opponent in chess and carving out your own path through your own efforts. Success that is too easy will hardly leave good memories in your heart.
There are wins and losses in the chess game, and there are successes and failures in life. Don’t care too much about winning or losing, but about gains and losses. Just try your best in everything, and just hope to have no regrets in life. So just like playing chess, the meaning of life lies in the pursuit of victory and the process of the game. Essay on me 13
After riding the high-speed train all night, we arrived in Hainan. After getting off the train, a breath of fresh air hit our nostrils. The light sea water had a slight fishy smell in the air. Everyone They haven't had breakfast yet. Teacher Pumpkin took the students to the hotel, put down their luggage and went to have breakfast.
After dinner, Teacher Pumpkin called everyone to swim at the beach and catch fish and shrimps. Come to the beach. The sea water is blue, the sand is golden, the sky is blue, and the air is fragrant. Everything looks so comfortable. The coconut trees on the beach are so tall, and there are many coconuts for sale on the roadside. The students are rushing to buy them. Taste the taste of coconuts. A large coconut can be sucked by several students together, and even a small one can be sucked by three or four students. After a while, some students put on their swimsuits and ran into the sea and swam around like small fishes. Some students were comfortably basking in the sun or piled sand on the beach. A big wave came, and the students quickly ran to the shore. When the wave went down, the students went back to play. Then another wave came, and the students had to run back and forth. They had a great time, as if they were playing hide-and-seek with the sea.
Strawberry and Banana built a beach castle on the beach. They piled the sand high and filled it with water. Potato and Apple also had a lot of fun playing in the sea. Time flies so fast. It’s noon. Pumpkin The teacher called the students to line up and counted the missing ones. After counting, Teacher Pumpkin led the students back to the hotel for dinner, and then arranged for everyone to rest for two hours.
Strawberry and Banana tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep because they were thinking about where they would go in the afternoon. Essay on me 14
Do you know? There seems to be hurt between us.
From childhood to now, how many times have we made noises? Sometimes we get red-faced over just trivial matters. When we were in the sixth grade of elementary school, we made a promise: In junior high school, we should live in harmony, be tolerant of each other, and try to help each other when there are difficulties...
In the blink of an eye, junior high school has arrived. After a stage, you said, I have a bad temper, and I get angry every time. Every time we have a conflict, you speak first, as if it's your fault every time... By the second semester, okay, you said I had a bad temper, but I changed it, and what about you? On the contrary, you are even more...every time you speak, you have a hurtful tone. Have you ever thought about my feelings? Every time I have the urge to cry, but I endure it again and again. I believe you will definitely change. But things are not what I thought. Are we really just "friendly" because of the promises we made? I really want to have this friendship, but your words always make me have the urge to hate this friendship. Am I really wrong? Why are you doing this to me? I endured it once, but what else could I do? Do I have to endure less than you? I often hide my opinions in my heart and never have the courage to mention it to you, but what can I do?
To be honest, sometimes you are very good, but why only sometimes? If you are good to me, of course I will be good to you. The grievances and resentments in elementary school have all disappeared from now on. , but I think you always remember it fresh. You will take revenge... If I do something to you, you will always take revenge on me. Why are you like this?
When we were young, we were so innocent and happy. Even if there was any awkwardness, it would not last long. We would never hold grudges...
Between us, it was really, really true. Can't go back to the past? Can't we forget everything, feel each other's warmth again, and stop being lost in friendship? I really want to be your best friend, but I can't always do it. Of course, you may be a little biased against me, but I don't care. I really want to be a true good friend with you.
I really want to say these things to you, but I can’t muster the courage. Can I tell you? Essay on me 15
The black and white fur is smooth and beautiful, with a hint of brightness. His head was pointed and he looked cunning and vulgar. It is human's friend - dog.
Dogs are as fat as pigs and cats have long nails, but dogs are not as lazy as pigs or as unruly as cats. On the contrary, dogs are more hard-working and easy-going. The dog's ears are pointed and its eyes are big. The ears and eyes work in harmony, giving the dog the ability to see in all directions and hear in all directions. Dogs, unlike cats, are picky eaters. My dog ??is not only not picky about food but is also a vegetarian. This is one of the great advantages of my dog. Dogs have a unique nose! Whenever the meal is approaching, it puts down the work at hand and heads to the kitchen to wait. It was the aroma of cooking that attracted it. At this time, it always stared at the place where the aroma came from, squatting and waiting quietly. It's not that the dog doesn't have the ability to jump, it's because it is very docile. It knows that its owner doesn't like this, so it keeps to itself. Mother was naturally very happy when she saw it, and she was sure to reward it with a big piece of delicious food. The way a dog eats is very interesting. Unlike other dogs, it wolfs down delicious food. However, my dog ??licks the condiments on the delicacies first. When the taste of the condiments is gone, it carefully chews and tastes them. , looks very much like an educated lady. My dog ??has a very sharp nose. To exaggerate, he can smell the scent even from four or five hills away. I remember that time, one of my shoes was missing, but when I was anxious, the dog actually found my lost leather shoes. After some temptation, I knew from the dog’s direction that it was actually looking for the shoes. It’s unbelievable that the stench carried shoes from dozens of miles away. This feature helped us a lot.
A dog’s tail is an indicator of strangers. If a stranger passes by my house, the dog will raise its tail and start barking. If an acquaintance comes to my house, it will wag its tail quickly to welcome the guest. The dog's sleeping posture is also eye-catching, either curled up or bent upright, it really looks like an exquisite picture frame!
My dog ??is not only smart and alert, but he also brings a lot of joy to our family. It can be said that it is my personal butler who can find lost things for me at any time.