cock

I always hate cocks. He sometimes called, sometimes walking around, endless.

Once, I was writing homework, I heard the sound of the flutter, I saw that the little cock was throwing the box, and it was still screaming, as if to say, "I want to eat!" I brought the rice, the little cock I ate it, and when it was full, I took the meal away. Then I sat down and wrote homework. However, it didn't take long for the annoying sound to ring again, and the little cock pushed the box down.

However, now that I have changed my mind, I saw a cock that understands people's minds.

This time, I have a beloved pencil that I can't find. The little cock seemed to see my mind and came to me. I was on the air, it was scared to come over, and turned and left. I was still angry on the sofa, I think it must have been angry with me, but in a moment it actually took my pencil out, I was so excited to pick it up. It seems to know my excitement, and I am going to pick it up in my hand.

I don't dare to hate the cock again!

Fourth grade: xx lion