Write a composition from the perspective of the third cat

1. Write a composition with the third cat in Zheng Zhenduo's Cats as the first person. I've been pestering my mother for a long time, asking her to buy me a Xiaohua Mall as a pet.

My mother gave me a Xiaohua Mall for my birthday last year. I jumped three feet for joy. I named Xiaohua Mall Huahua.

Huahua is chubby, and her black and white fur seems to be covered with a piece of velvet with a black pattern. The long furry tail is raised high, and the green eyes are like two sparkling gems when walking.

A pair of small triangular ears, as long as there is a slight sound, the ears will immediately turn left and right flexibly. Although its nose is small and black, it has a keen sense of smell and can smell the fishy smell far away.

The silver beards around his mouth are particularly daunting. Huahua is very greedy.

Once, my mother and I bought some fish heads to cook fish soup. As soon as I got home, "Huahua" seemed to smell it, rubbing against my feet and meowing from time to time, as if to say, "Master, little master, give me some fish heads to eat."

I saw its pitiful appearance, so I picked some small fish heads and threw them to it. Huahua pounced on the fish head, grabbed the fish head and stuffed it in his mouth, still eating it with relish.

Huahua loves to play. Once, grandma came to my house. She is going to knit me a sweater. She put the wool ball on the sofa and went shopping.

Huahua saw it and wanted to see it. Just before reaching the wool ball, the wool ball suddenly rolled down from the sofa.

"Huahua" was so scared that she quickly stepped back and whined, as if to say, "What a monster is this! I have never seen it before! " After a long time, it moved forward slowly, then touched the wool ball with its claws. When it saw that there was no danger, it began to play. He ran around with a ball of wool in his arms, and when he returned to his room, he found his feet entangled.

It meowed again, as if it were asking me for help. I looked at it lovingly and quickly untied it. Sometimes, when "Huahua" is tired of playing in the house, she will run to the flowers in the yard and swing, or leave a few "little plum blossoms" on my exercise book.

"Huahua" is very playful, but very conscientious. At night, "Huahua" stared warily at the surrounding movements.

Sometimes, Huahua holds her breath and stares at the mouse for hours, so she has to wait for the mouse. When the mouse came out, Huahua rushed up and caught the mouse like an arrow.

After catching the mouse, it always meows, as if to say, you big bad guy, you can't run today. "Huahua is naughty and greedy, lively and lovely.

I love my Xiaohua Mall-"Huahua".

Write an article in the tone of the third cat in the following article. I am a wronged cat.

I'm so hungry-I haven't eaten for three days since I ran away with my master's stick. Wherever I go, I get beaten and kicked. I'm an unwelcome cat-I'm so ugly.

I can't forget my host's indifferent eyes when he usually looks at me. He always compares me with the previous two cats. I am not lively and cute, and I can't catch mice. What a nuisance! Every time I hear him nagging, I will walk away silently. Cats must be lively and lovely. Is it true that they can catch mice?

I was thinking about it, swinging aimlessly, only dare to walk back and forth on the roof, dare not run, dare not scream. I'm afraid to pull my master out. I'm afraid he will come at me with a stick again. This is really terrible, even though I don't even know why he hit me. What will happen if the owner finds out? I can't imagine. The tiles are too cold. I have to curl up every day. Even so, the wind is still whistling around me. I really want to go home. Once I passed the window of a family and saw a kitten snuggling in the owner's arms and watching TV. There is a stove and a plate of biscuits in front of it. This scene is really beautiful! I caught a glimpse of my master stroking my companion very gently, and I immediately turned and walked away. I don't know why, tears suddenly wet my eyes. ...

I really want to have a home, a small but warm space. I'm tired of living on the roof. Every day, I sleep with tears on my pillow. But where is my home? When will this life stop? I don't know.

I looked at the roof of my master's house more than once and approached it several times, but I didn't go in after all-I was worried when I thought of that scene. Indeed, he is not bad to me, I admit it. After all, he gave me a warm bed and delicious food. But what is his affection for us based on? Cute and alert? This is the basis of his value judgment on me, the little yellow bird and the first two cats? I'm sorry what the world is like. When I know who ate the bird, I won't let it go. I want my master to know that I am ugly, but I am not bad. Ugliness is not my fault. ...

Boo-hoo-I forgot, it's impossible. After all, I am a cat, an ugly cat. Wait, if I were born again in my next life, would I be a wolf? ...

Such a good article, can you not give points? ~~! ! !

Write a composition with the third cat in Zheng Zhenduo's Cats as the first person. I've been pestering my mother for a long time, asking her to buy me a Xiaohua Mall as a pet. My mother gave me a Xiaohua Mall for my birthday last year. I jumped three feet for joy. I named Xiaohua Mall Huahua.

Huahua is chubby, and her black and white fur seems to be covered with a piece of velvet with a black pattern. The long furry tail is raised high, and the green eyes are like two sparkling gems when walking. A pair of small triangular ears, as long as there is a slight sound, the ears will immediately turn left and right flexibly. Although its nose is small and black, it has a keen sense of smell and can smell the fishy smell far away. The silver beards around his mouth are particularly daunting.

Huahua is very greedy. Once, my mother and I bought some fish heads to cook fish soup. As soon as I got home, "Huahua" seemed to smell it, rubbing against my feet and meowing from time to time, as if to say, "Master, little master, give me some fish heads to eat." I saw its pitiful appearance, so I picked some small fish heads and threw them to it. Huahua pounced on the fish head, grabbed the fish head and stuffed it in his mouth, still eating it with relish.

Huahua loves to play. Once, grandma came to my house. She is going to knit me a sweater. She put the wool ball on the sofa and went shopping. Huahua saw it and wanted to see it. Just before reaching the wool ball, the wool ball suddenly rolled down from the sofa. "Huahua" was so scared that she quickly stepped back and whined, as if to say, "What a monster is this! I have never seen it before! " After a long time, it moved forward slowly, then touched the wool ball with its claws. When it saw that there was no danger, it began to play. He ran around with a ball of wool in his arms, and when he returned to his room, he found his feet entangled. It meowed again, as if it were asking me for help. I looked at it lovingly and quickly untied it. Sometimes, when "Huahua" is tired of playing in the house, she will run to the flowers in the yard and swing, or leave a few "little plum blossoms" on my exercise book.

"Huahua" is very playful, but very conscientious. At night, "Huahua" stared warily at the surrounding movements. Sometimes, Huahua holds her breath and stares at the mouse for hours, so she has to wait for the mouse. When the mouse came out, Huahua rushed up and caught the mouse like an arrow. After catching the mouse, it always meows, as if to say, you big bad guy, you can't run today. "

Huahua is naughty and greedy, lively and lovely. I love my Xiaohua Mall-"Huahua".

4. Composition from the cat's point of view. Lovely cat

There is a clever and lovely kitten in my family.

What a beautiful kitten! It is white and flawless, like a white cloud. Its eyes are round. At night, its eyes will shine like two sparkling emeralds. Its ears are black and white. We call it "yin-yang ear".

This kitten is really clever. Every time I come back from school, it will meow around me, as if to say, "Welcome back, my little master." Once, I gave it some rice to eat, but it didn't eat at all and kept staring at me. I know what this means, so I put a small fish on the rice, and it immediately grabbed it and tore it with its claws.

The kitten slept soundly and entered a sweet dream. Out of curiosity, I observed it carefully, and I found that the sleeping position of cats is not only beautiful, but also very different from ours. When the kitten sleeps, it will curl itself like a snail's shell, its abdomen will bend, its long beard will shake, and it will make a "purring" sound. I thought it was interesting, so I touched it and teased it. The clever kitten pricked up her ears and raised her head at once. At first glance, I was relieved. Then she opened her mouth, put out her claws, gave a long yawn and fell asleep again. I think the reason why cats sleep during the day must be to provide enough energy for catching rats at night!

Kitten is a pistachio in my family, and we like it more and more.

& lt2 & gt； My family has a lovely kitten named Xiaobai. Xiao Bai's stomach is white, and his back is golden yellow. He has a pair of bright eyes, which glow green at night, just like car lights. Three-petal mouth has sharp teeth. These teeth are very useful. They can eat fish and chew bones.

After my careful care, Xiaobai has smooth fur, stout limbs, sharp claws and a long tail.

Every morning, it will run to the flowers in the yard, catching locusts and patting the grass to play.

At noon, when my grandfather and I went to Xiaobai to add rice, it was sideways at our feet, circling around, with a deep voice in its mouth and coquetry there.

Every day, when grandpa and I come back from playing outside, we just walk into the gate of the fence. When Xiao Bai heard our footsteps, he came running and kept meowing and pestering our feet as if welcoming us.

Once, we trapped a mouse in an iron cage. I have a good idea. I took the iron cage to Xiaobai to see what it could do. I saw it pounce on it, revealing its lost face: it crouched down first, raised its hair, grinned, made a "meow meow-"sound, stretched out its forelimbs and slapped the iron cage hard. The mouse was so scared that it hid in the corner of the iron cage and trembled. Sometimes it squeaked, as if to say, "Big cat, please spare me!" " "Later, we took the mouse to the ditch and drowned. We brought it back and put it on the ground. Xiaobai grabbed it and took it away. He ran to an empty corner and had a good meal.

This is my little white. It is really cute.

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5. In the seventh grade, in the second book, the cat wrote a composition from the cat's point of view and a 300-word composition from the cat's point of view.

Everyone likes cats. They are lovely and gentle. There is a kitten in my house. It's different and very cute. You see, it's wearing a big yellow fur coat, with bright and flexible eyes, and it glows green at night. Small and exquisite corners of the mouth with a white beard, a shake a shake. Furry legs and long furry tails often drag on the ground and shake uneasily. People say cats are like tigers. My cat is like a poodle. It is as big as a puppy. No wonder my guest thinks it is a puppy. Its head is round and its triangular ears stand on the top of its head.

He is very naughty. His mother is knitting a sweater. It went over and threw the ball with its front legs. After playing for a long time, the thread ball got mixed up with its front legs, and it couldn't get rid of it, which made us laugh. It's very cold. I sit by the fire and watch TV. The kitten comes to play the coquetry, jumps on my knee to sleep or watch TV. She refused to get off when I told her to.

This cat is very clever. When it is young, it won't open the door. It squatted by the door, calling you softly, waiting for the master to open the door, and then slipped out. Slowly, it learned to pull hard from the crack of the door with its front paws, so that it could go in and out freely, but it could only open the door and never close it. I often criticize it for having only a front hand and no back hand.

Although the kitten is naughty, it is conscientious. Since my family had this kitten, there are fewer and fewer mice in my family. Once, when I got up in the middle of the night to urinate, I saw a kitten sitting in front of a hole, as if waiting for something. Suddenly, a little thing ran out of it, and the kitten rushed at once. Ah, it turned out to be a mouse. The kitten was glad to catch the mouse and ate it quickly. Now, there are no mice in my house. Look, isn't this kitten very good at catching mice?

Cats climb up and down every day, which can be said to be more naughty than people. But if he is in a good mood, he will listen to you and play with you, which is good. If it is in a bad mood and ignores you, it is vicious and terrible.

Cats have a strange personality. Usually, he is brave. On the desk, TV, cupboard and even bed, it is his playground. Sometimes he will take the initiative to arrest you and start a "war". Cats have little courage. Whenever a stranger is born, it will find a safe place to hide. No matter what you call it, it won't come out. On one occasion, my family had guests staying for three or four days, and even cats were not seen during the day. At night, she ran out quietly and looked around carefully, which was quite pitiful.

My kitten is not only naughty and lovely, but also lively, naive and naughty, which always makes me like it. And very conscientious.

Do you like my kitten, too?

6. "Cat" writes a composition in the tone of the first and third cats. Master, I want to tell you that I am so hungry-I haven't eaten for three days since I escaped with a stick. Wherever I go, I will be punched and kicked. I'm an unwelcome cat-I'm so ugly.

I can't forget my host's indifferent eyes when he usually looks at me. He always compares me with the previous two cats. I am not lively and cute, and I can't catch mice. What a nuisance! Every time I hear him nagging, I will walk away silently.

Cats must be lively and lovely. Is it true that they can catch mice? I was thinking about it, swinging aimlessly, only dare to walk back and forth on the roof, dare not run, dare not scream. I'm afraid to pull my master out. I'm afraid he will come at me with a stick again. This is really terrible, even though I don't even know why he hit me. What will happen if the owner finds out? I can't imagine.

The tiles are too cold. I have to curl up every day. Even so, the wind is still whistling around me. I really want to go home. Once I passed the window of a family and saw a kitten snuggling in the owner's arms and watching TV. There is a stove and a plate of biscuits in front of it. This scene is really beautiful! I caught a glimpse of my master stroking my companion very gently, and I immediately turned and walked away. I don't know why, tears suddenly moistened my eyes.