Chicken name joke

There is often a scene in your life that makes you pull your heart and linger for a long time. I was deeply moved by that scene once.

My family used to live in an old community, and the property management was lax, so my little neighbor who moved from the countryside raised two lovely chickens. Neighbors often take two chickens for a walk on the grass in the community, and I often go to be a "follower". I often can't help laughing when I watch two chickens playing happily on the grass like small meatballs. I named the yellow chicken Xiao Huang and the snow-white chicken Xiaobai according to their feather colors.

Gradually, the two chicks grow into full-fledged hens. They are inseparable all day, getting along with each other day and night, just like a pair of close good friends. As long as a hen finds something delicious, she always giggles and enjoys a good meal with her "good sisters".

On the evening of sunset, they let me witness the friendship in the depths of the ocean. At that time, two chickens were walking leisurely on the grass side by side. My mother and I also walked arm in arm on the tree-lined road, and everything was as quiet as ever.

At this time, a big black and white dog rushed out of nowhere. It opened its jaws, revealing sharp fangs, and its red tongue spit it out, which was daunting. I saw it pouncing on the unsuspecting Xiao Huang, like an arrow left, suddenly biting Xiao Huang's neck. Poor Xiao Huang flapped his wings desperately, struggling to death. My mother and I couldn't help screaming and tried to stop it, but looking at the fierce dog, we were all scared.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Xiaobai risked his life and rushed up in tears. Perhaps because of nervousness, perhaps because of anger, its voice is hoarse. Although it looks so weak in front of the big dog, it still has no hesitation. It is covered with feathers and pecks at the big dog's abdomen with its sharp beak. The big dog was startled by the sudden attack and its mouth loosened. Xiao Huang stumbled and ran away ... At this moment, the big dog owner's cry came from a distance, and the big dog ran away.

This scene deeply touched my mother and me. Xiao Bai is not afraid of violence. I am very moved by this spirit of doing anything for my friends. And became my hero.

A moment that touches the heart

There are many unforgettable scenes in the memory album: I was overjoyed when I won the honor award, I was thrilling when I played the roller coaster, and I felt warm when I was cared about by my classmates ... But what touched me most was the scene where my father worked hard to get a senior title.

Dad decided to take the senior professional title test, which is undoubtedly a great challenge for middle-aged dad. Dad is no longer young, and his memory ability is declining year by year. His mother advised him: "Now life at home is very moist, well-fed and not short of money. Why ask for it? " Dad said firmly: "I took the title test not only to raise my salary, but also to reflect my self-worth." Say that finish, he picked up the materials and got into the study.

Work is natural. After unremitting study, my father passed many exams. Seeing that victory was in sight, he was blocked by a stubborn obstacle. Because dad has to pass the computer application exam with the most difficult title. Due to historical reasons, this is really difficult for a father with a poor pinyin foundation (basically equal to zero). My mother and I are full of doubts about whether my father can do it through the computer. But my father is confident that as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle. So, dad stubbornly gnawed at this hard bone.

Dad is not shy about asking questions. He hired me as his little teacher first, and taught him all pinyin and pronunciation and spelling methods. Every day, whenever he is free, he will practice in front of the computer. When eating, he doesn't care about chewing slowly. He always grabs a few bites and then runs into the study to practice computer typing. When he is in trouble, he will ask me to help him from time to time. The first time he typed on the computer, he used the martial arts stunt "One Finger Zen of King Kong". His movements were clumsy and slow, and my mother and I couldn't help laughing. Under the training of my mother and I, my father gradually learned to cooperate with his fingers.

One night a few weeks later, I woke up to find that there was a light on the door of the book that had never been locked. I crept over and gently pushed open the door. Looking intently, I saw my father hunched over and practicing typing in the warm light. Under the light, the white hair mixed with dad's black hair is so striking. From the side, the crow's feet around dad's eyes are also much deeper. There is also a bottle of essential balm beside the computer, which smells pungent. Dad must be sleepy to refresh himself. Dad sometimes looks at the exercise paper, sometimes stares at the screen, and his hands keep banging on the keyboard like playing the piano. The sound of the keyboard echoes in my ears like a moving song.

I watched this scene for a long time and it was deeply fixed in my memory. I was deeply shocked by this scene, and I was moved by my father's fighting spirit. ...

A moment that touches the heart

My neighbor keeps a very cute poodle. I like it very much and often take it for a walk in the community garden. A few days ago, it brought me a surprise: it gave birth to three chubby little paparazzi. They drilled into their mother's arms with their eyes closed, like three small meat balls.

During the summer vacation, I heard that a heavy rain flooded the private garage in the community. In this way, the poodle's home is doomed. Under an umbrella, it was raining, and I went to visit an old friend's family.

Standing on the steps of the garage, I saw that the water had probably flooded my ankle. At this moment, a dog barking came into my ears through the closed garage door. The dog's bark is mixed with sadness and anxiety. Maybe my footsteps disturbed it, maybe it felt that the savior was coming, and its cry became more urgent. My heart sank suddenly: no, the dog babies are going to be flooded.

I started running back, eager to call my neighbor. She opened the garage door with the remote control. At this point, the water has flooded the bottom of the cage. Seeing the savior, the bitch quickly took the puppies to the top of the cage. Then, before it could shake off the sewage. It picked up a puppy and rushed out like lightning. After walking up the steps, it looked around, put the puppy on the high lawn, shook off the water, immediately ran back to the garage, picked up another puppy and washed ashore.

In this way, after going back and forth several times, it finally transported its baby to a safe place. Maybe he feels safe. He lay down peacefully, looked at his baby with loving eyes, and stuck out his tongue to lick all the sewage from the puppy. After licking, the puppy seems to have just taken a bath. I was moved by its deep maternal love. It turns out that animals have such exciting family ties!

This scene deeply touched my heart, and I will always freeze this touching scene in my childhood.

A scene that touches the heartstrings.

There is often a scene in life that deeply touches your heartstrings and lingers in front of your eyes for a long time. That scene touched me deeply.

My sister and I were praised by my grandmother as two greedy cats. As long as there is delicious food at home, we will scramble to make way for each other.

That night, grandma cooked her specialty at home-prawn with knife forehead, which is my sister's and my favorite! As soon as the delicious prawns were served, my sister beat me to it. She took a small bowl and sat at the dining table, peeling shrimp like no one's watching. She peeled it too fast! One, two, three ... Looking at the way she wants to eat delicious food by herself, I feel unwilling, secretly complaining about my sister's selfishness, just wanting to put delicious food in the bowl and not thinking about others. So, not to be outdone, I learned from her appearance, took a bowl and peeled the shrimp. Gradually, there are fewer and fewer shrimps on the plate, but there are more and more shrimps in our bowl.

Grandma, who had been busy for a long time, sat down and looked at the shrimp plate with only juice left. Her eyes showed surprise, and she said half jokingly, "If you share a plate of shrimp, people won't like it?" I looked at the glistening shrimp in the bowl and bowed my head in shame, but my sister said solemnly, "How come?" The shrimp in my bowl is for you to peel! Grandma, you have worked hard! "Say that finish, he picked the biggest shrimp, dipped in the soup in the shrimp dish and sent it to grandma's mouth. At this time, grandma smiled, and her wrinkled face smiled as brightly as a blooming chrysanthemum. She chewed slowly, as if savoring the sweet love her sister gave her. My heart moved and I looked blankly at the scene that touched the heartstrings.

My sister's filial piety to the elders moved me, and I was ashamed of my selfishness. This scene is deeply imprinted in my childhood memory.