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My daily routine (composition)

Part 1

A sunny afternoon. I'm having sex with our cat. I was holding a model show at home, and I saw this little guy twitching left and right. Looking at the appearance of this little guy, I had an idea, why not draw what it looks like! Just paint as I say, I hold it down all of a sudden so that it cannot move. Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind. I took paper and pen and started drawing seriously. Just when I was about to put on the paint, I took a look, where did this little guy go? Why is it missing? I ran to the living room and saw it knocking a glass of milk over to the ground. That was my milk! stop! I started a hunt for it. We chased our model show from the kitchen, but we accidentally knocked over the paint box, which fell to the floor, making the paper wet, and I trampled on the drawing board, and ended up all over the bed sheet. , and even stained our feet with paint. The whole house is now covered with paint, and the sheets are all covered with paint. But when I finally caught it, it was covered in paint, as were my pants. With a crisp doorbell ringing, I thought, it’s over! My aunt must be back! When my aunt saw how messy the room was, she punished me to clean the room. I thought, although I was punished, I still gained something! I opened my painting and saw that it was full of colorful plum blossom prints and my footprints. I was busy this afternoon in vain!

How! Do you also have a cat that makes you helpless? If so, let’s talk about it!

Part 2

Winter vacation is a holiday worth remembering. Many things happened during the winter vacation. The most unforgettable one was the peanut skin battle between my cousin and younger brother on the night of New Year’s Eve.

That night, after the reunion dinner and the fireworks, the adults were chatting about everyday things. We kids had nothing to do, so I suggested playing a game. My cousin said: What are you playing with? My brother looked at the basket of peanut skins that grandpa used to light the stove, and he had an idea and said: Let's use the peanut skins as hidden weapons, and the three rooms to the east as our bases, let's have a big battle. My brother and I agreed in unison.

The war started. I hid behind the base door with a handful of peanut skins in my hand. When they were about to come, I was ready to make a sneak attack. At this time, I carefully poked my head out and found that my brother was moving this way. As soon as my brother turned his head, I took my head back and was almost noticed by him. I couldn't help but say to myself: My brother's footsteps are so light. If I hadn't discovered it in advance, I would have been hard to guard against. When he approached the door, I threw the peanut skin at my brother with all my strength and shouted: The sneak attack was successful. The elder brother said: Look, the arrogant soldiers will be defeated. Then he turned around and returned to base. The second game started, and I wanted to change from passive to active, but as soon as I got there, a rain of peanut skins hit me all over my face, and my brother showed a mysterious smile. In the third game, we fought with open guns, but I was half a beat too slow and lost again.

It has been a long time since this incident, but my brother’s words still remain in my heart. A arrogant soldier will be defeated. No matter what you do, you must be careful. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle!