Joke Collection Website - Talk about mood - A 600-word essay on relatives: The King of Nonsense who cannot speak.

A 600-word essay on relatives: The King of Nonsense who cannot speak.

A 600-word essay about a relative who can’t speak nonsense

There is a “nonsense king” in my family, but she is actually a little girl who is one year and two months old. Why is this? Woolen cloth? In fact, she is my lovely cousin, and "chatting" every day is one of her essential things. Please see her "Chat History 1" below.

On the early morning of the weekend, I was woken up by a burst of chirping sounds. I thought it was my mother and father talking, so I got dressed dissatisfied and muttered: "It's a big weekend, I can't sleep at all." Have a good sleep." I came to the living room and took a look: Oh, it turned out to be my little cousin who didn't know what she was talking about. She smiled up to the sky from time to time, and sometimes she even imitated her parents' singing and sat on the sofa. As soon as she saw me coming, she launched an "alien language" attack on me, just like when her mother talked to me, and she gestured with her hands from time to time. I didn't bother to listen to her finish talking about those things I didn't know what they were, so I left. She got angry and yelled, as if to say: "You kid, how can you not listen to what I have to say? You are so rude." I had no choice but to walk back to the sofa and listen obediently to what she said. Tang Monk recited a mantra-like language, and I, being Sun Wukong, felt like my head would explode when I heard it. After listening to it, I have only one feeling: He is such a bullshit bullshit that cannot be messed with! I looked at my watch and yelled again. It actually wasted half an hour of my time. I was going to listen to English. After that, every weekend morning was dedicated to my cousin - listening to her speak "alien language" for half an hour.

Another time, when night fell, when I was lying quietly on the bed sleeping, there was a sound from my mother's room. It must be my cousin who is nagging me, and my mother’s voice is heard from time to time: “Stop talking, lie down quickly, and go to sleep!!!” My cousin didn’t follow the same old routine and still spoke her “alien language.” ", sometimes singing excitedly. Like my mother, I was disturbed by this sound and couldn't sleep. When the sound completely disappeared, the clock had ruthlessly moved to 10:30. I could only smile bitterly. Who allowed me to have this cousin who is the king of nonsense?

My sister, the "king of nonsense", makes me happy, sad and dumbfounded every day, but I still like my cute and smart little nonsense cousin.