My grandma has a very cute puppy called Taotao. I like it very much.
Its ears are a bit special, they are thin and hang down, like two very small fans. The eyes were shining in the middle of the dark face, watery, quite like two black glass beads. Its completely black fur is dotted with some brown spots. So cute.
It is very naughty and naughty, so it got its name from this. When I was piling sand, it deliberately damaged the castle that my brother and I had just built, and it stayed there, plucking the sand vigorously, making my brother cry. However, I did not beat it, I just comforted my brother not to cry. , and make another one. Another time, I laid out the drawing paper and was about to draw. When I was looking for a pen, it jumped on the table and printed a few "little plum blossoms" on the paper with its muddy feet. I came back to take a look and saw the "masterpiece" on the drawing paper. I guessed that this must be Taotaogan's "good thing". However, I did not redraw it. Instead, I added some tree branches and a few leaves to the drawing. , a "Plum Blossom Picture" is completed, and this is also due to Taotao!
It is very playful and plays for hours, which makes people very worried. No matter how much I call, it refuses to come back. Later, I finally found it after a lot of effort. When it is happy, it will act coquettishly towards you and even stand on its feet, making the younger brother laugh. When others throw food to it, it can catch it. If it is unhappy, no matter how many good words you say, it will not say a word. Sometimes it is so bold that it even dares to mess with other people's bulls. It's not enough to mess with the bull, but it also messes with the cow. It's so bold!
Look, this is my grandma’s naughty, bold, innocent, cute and energetic Taotao. It's so endearing. Once you meet him, you will immediately fall in love with this cute puppy Taotao.
Ⅳ A 600-word essay on dogs
There is a little yellow dog in my family. It is covered with golden hair, which is as shiny as if it has been oiled; its round, jet-black hair Its bright eyes are like beads, spinning around all day long; it has a long mouth and a pair of very smart ears. If there is a little noise nearby, it will stand up its ears; its small yellow claws are like four plum blossoms. , that pouty tail is always swaying leisurely and non-stop, looking very cute. I named it "Xiao Huang".
"Little Yellow" likes to lie on the ground and bask in the sun during the day, but at night, it guards like a guard at the door and barks whenever there is any movement. It is never picky about food and eats even leftovers with relish. It is also very smart and good at using its brain. Once, I filled the bucket with clean water. "Xiao Huang" ran over wagging his tail and stretched his neck to drink the water. However, the bucket was too high and he couldn't drink it. He didn't get discouraged and circled around the bucket several times. , then raised his head proudly, put his front paws on the edge of the bucket, and pressed outward hard. The bucket fell over and water flowed all over the floor. He had drank enough, haha!
"Little Yellow" will still grow. Called differently. It barks enthusiastically when it is happy, and indifferently when it is unhappy. When others bully me, it sees and helps me. It barked, and other people were scared and didn't dare to bully me anymore.
"Xiao Huang" also loves to play in the water. Just after it rained, I ran out. When I saw a small puddle, I ran over to grab the water with my little paws. After grabbing it several times, I felt it was not enough, so I jumped in. This time it was bad, and my whole body got wet. , Hehe! I was shivering from the cold.
This is my "Xiao Huang", he is so innocent, lively, naughty and cute!
Ⅳ 600-word essay imagination: The story of a fat pig and a dog
Once upon a time, there was a little flowery pig. It loved smelly things and lived carefree in the pig pen with its pig friends every day. One day it rained heavily, turning the little pig into a little white pig. Its pig friends stopped playing with it...
"Why are you ignoring me?" Xiao Hua asked the pig.
"Who are you? We don't know you." said the pig friends.
"I am a floret pig."
"No, no, you are a floret pig, not a floret pig!" the pig friends said in unison.
The little flower pig was so sad that it left the pig pen alone. The little pig walked and walked and walked, and came to a beautiful lake. It was surprised to see its own shadow in the water. It was a little white pig! The little flowery pig cried even more sadly...
At this time, a big flowery dog ??discovered it. What a cute little white pig! The big flower dog came to it and asked: "Who are you? Why are you crying here alone?"
"I am a little flower pig, and there is no one to play with me..." the little flower pig said weakly .
"Then let me play with you, Piggy." From then on, the big dog stayed with Little Piggy, day after day, year after year.
Later, they got a small wooden house. Although the small wooden house was very simple, it was very warm. The little pig and the big dog lived happily together. As time goes by, the little flowery pigs are gradually fed by the big flower dogs into little fat pigs, the little fat pigs become little fat pigs, the little fat pigs become the back hills, the back hills become five-flowered pigs, and the five-flowered pigs become He became a Sharpei pig...but the big flower dog still stayed with the little flower pig.
Finally one night, the little flower pig said to the big flower dog: "Big flower dog, hug me." So the big flower dog obediently hugged its little flower pig and fell asleep sweetly.
The next morning, the big-flowered dog found that its little spotted pig did not wake up early to tease it like every day, stopped snoring, and stopped moving... The big-flowered dog was scared, and it anxiously Shouting: "Little Flower Pig! Little Flower Pig!!" But Little Flower Pig couldn't hear it anymore... Big Flower Dog hugged Little Flower Pig tightly and cried...
Big Flower Dog buried Little Flower sadly. The pigs built a small mound in front of the cabin where they once lived together.
It still lives in the small wooden house every day, recalling its little spotted pig, its cute face, round breasts, and short tail... Although it is still the same small wooden house, there is no such thing around the big spotted dog anymore. Just a cute little piglet...
The past days just stay in the memory, and now, only the loneliness of this room is left to accompany it. Every corner of the house seems to have the existence of a little flower pig, but when I get closer, I find that it is just a shadow of fantasy...
That summer was like a beautiful dream, giving it a lifelong attachment. .
The big spotted dog has another habit. It no longer likes to stay in the cabin. For it, it is no longer home without the little spotted pig... It often lies quietly in front of the door. Sitting next to the small mound for a long time... pig! ”
“Hua Zhu, do you stink today?” "
"Huazhu, you are fat again~"
"I miss you so much, Huazhu..."
...
It always pats the small mound of soil gently with its paws and says some random sentences, telling it to its spotted pig and also to itself...
The big spotted dog works very hard. Live every day because it promised its little flowery pig:
"Big flowery dog!" If one day I am no longer here, you must live well, otherwise I will not let you go until you come to me..."
Every day without the little flower pig is so long, but It remembered its promise to the little spotted pig to spend all their anniversaries alone
One year finally passed... On a sunny afternoon, the big spotted dog lay quietly on the mound. Next to him, he called softly: Huazhu, I’m here to accompany you...
Ⅵ A 600-word essay on the story of raising a dog when I was a child
When I was a child, my family had dogs and Chicken.
The chicken is very gentle and cute. The dog is very ferocious.
One day, the dog bit the chicken to death. p> When my mother was feeding the dog, she was bitten by the dog.
A few months later, my mother died of rabies. She died tragically and without dignity.
Dogs are ungrateful! The most regretful thing is to have a dog!
Ⅶ A 600-word essay about dogs for junior high school
I have a cute little puppy who makes trouble. Three months old, it is very cute. It has a pair of round eyes, a small black nose, black and white ears, two large black round spots on its white body, and a short neck. There was a small bell hanging in the middle, which was a cute pug.
One day on the weekend, my parents worked overtime, and the room was quiet. , so boring. Suddenly, I came up with a good idea - let the puppy do the fashion show. I went through the cabinet and dug out all my mother's perfume and my bows. Hehe, it was me who showed off my talents. It's time, Nao Nao looked at me with innocent eyes. "Little Nao Nao, just sacrifice once for the master. If you behave well, I will reward you with a big piece of fat. "Nao Nao seemed to understand what I said, and hurriedly ran to the carpet and let me play with it. I sprinkled perfume on Nao Nao, put it on a short skirt, a tie, and a small bag. Look, Nao Nao is shaking. I walked over with my tail wagging like a top model.
At this time, I heard my mother coming back as soon as she walked into the room. He shouted: "Who touched my perfume? I bought it from Paris. "Oh, no, I'm in trouble. Perfume is my mother's favorite. If my mother knows that I used the perfume, she will scold me severely. What should I do? My mother took the perfume bottle, opened the door and asked, "Where is the perfume? "Yes, yes." I looked back and saw that Nao Nao was still running and jumping, having fun. Yes, I took it into consideration. "It was Nao Nao who knocked it over!" "Really? My mother was doubtful and turned away. I looked at the noise and felt really bad.
The next morning, I was still sleeping, and Noisy was still as usual. He got into the bed and kept licking my feet with his tongue. As soon as I woke up, it was wagging its little tail excitedly, as if saying to me: "Good morning!" Wherever I went, it followed me. I picked up Nao Nao and gently said to him: "Nao Nao." "It's funny, I was wrong yesterday and I wronged you. I'm going to admit my mistake to my mother." The puppy barked at me twice and seemed to understand what I said.
Ⅷ A 600-word essay about dogs
Today when I went to my grandma’s house for lunch, I found a small cardboard box moving in the living room. I was curious and asked my grandpa what was in the small cardboard box. What is it? Grandpa said this was a new "guest" in our house. I opened it and saw that what was inside turned out to be a newborn puppy. Its name was Baby. So just now grandpa said it was a "new guest" inside. I asked grandpa. Where did this little dog come from? Grandpa said it was given to him by his uncle and his friend yesterday because this dog brought a lot of fun to grandma’s house. You will understand after listening to the following story.
I saw my grandpa using a bottle to drink water for the baby. I asked grandpa to rest while I took care of the baby. But I didn’t expect that the puppy didn’t listen to me. Maybe it was too strange to play with it for a long time. I had to give it a drink of water. It was very obedient and slowly began to eat dog food. However, after a while, the little one gradually grew up. Grandpa used a dog collar to trap the baby. Unexpectedly, it was gentle when it was young, but when it grew up, it turned into a love. Eating dogs is the same as humans. You must eat three meals a day. You need a big bowl every time. People who bark at strangers incessantly when they see them have calluses on their ears. Now the baby has a lot more meat and is obviously fatter than before. . The sun is too hot now, and the baby's appetite is also smaller. Grandpa and grandma are very worried?
Have you met my baby? Her gentleness and cuteness have aroused the love of many people. Do you like it after listening to my introduction?
Ⅸ Puppy Junior high school composition 600 words
My puppy is very cute, with a pair of big amber eyes embedded in its round head. It has a pink tongue, which always sticks out a lot in summer. Its limbs are strong and powerful, and the tips of its claws are white. So cute.
When a puppy eats, he always smells it with his nose and then licks it slowly with his tongue. Whenever I put cakes and pancakes on my hands, the puppy not only eats them quickly, but also eats them with gusto.
One day, a little black dog was chewing on a bone, and the puppy immediately rushed up to grab it. The little black dog dodged and the puppy jumped into the air. Then, the puppy suddenly stood up, stretched its front paws forward, leaned back, straightened its tail, and rushed towards the little black dog with a "whoosh". The little black dog barked strangely and started fighting with the puppy. They barked "woof, woof" and jumped up and down. The puppy saw the right opportunity and bit the little black dog's leg hard. The little black dog screamed, limped away with its tail between its legs, put down the bones and ran away. The puppy lay on the ground, licking its body, and eating the "trophy" with relish.
How could I not like such a cute and brave puppy?
Puppies
Grandma’s house has a female dog who gave birth to two cute puppies. One of the puppies has golden fur. I like it very much, so the puppies are full moon. I took it home when I got it. The puppy gradually grew up under my careful care. The puppy stood in front of the door every day to take me to and from school. However, I did something very sorry for the puppy once.
One Sunday, my father and mother both went to work. I found that the water on the electric stove was boiling, so I took the water down and poured it into the thermos bottle. Suddenly, the thermos bottle snapped and poured. Broken on the ground. I thought that if my father came back, he would criticize me heavily. Then I heard the sound of the puppy from the yard. I suddenly thought it was the puppy who acted recklessly... When my father came back, his face sank and he shouted loudly: Who broke the kettle? I walked out and said softly: "Dad, it was the little yellow dog who broke the kettle, not me.
"As my father walked, he picked up a stick and hit the little yellow dog. The little yellow dog was stroking its injured leg in the yard. He looked up at me as if to say, "Why did you wrong me?" "When I was eating, I couldn't even swallow the food. Finally, I said to my father: "Dad, it was me who broke the kettle, not the little yellow dog. Dad said: "As long as you are willing to admit your mistakes, you are a good boy." ”
The little yellow dog may not remember, but to me it seems like it happened yesterday!