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Excellent composition of rooster
No matter in study, work or life, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. Composition is a comprehensive and creative speech activity. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is the excellent composition of rooster that I collected for you. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

A rooster excellent composition 1 In my hometown, there is a sister named Linlin who keeps a rooster at home. It wears a red crown and a crimson robe, but it is very proud. It often stands majestically in front of her house, keeping its bright eyes on passers-by. It watches warily anyone who passes by it. Especially us children, as long as we pass in front of it, it will pose as a pecker.

On this day, Xiao Jing and Lele and I went to Yang Yang. When we passed Linlin's sister's house, we happened to see the arrogant rooster watching us warily. It seems to see through our fear of it, so it crouched down, spread its wings, stood with its feathers against the roots, and ran straight to our side, scaring us out of our wits and had to go back to the house to hide.

In order to amuse the rooster, each of our three friends prepared a convenient bag filled with many pebbles and swaggered towards the rooster. Before the rooster could react, we threw pebbles at it together, just like "all guns fired at the same time" It passed through the "bullet" and rushed at us at an alarming speed, scaring us to run and scream and being defeated again. Back in the house, we discussed how to kill Doby, a big cock. I don't know who said chickens are afraid of water, so I had a brainwave: yes, we will use water guns to deal with it. We found a water gun made of bamboo from home and filled it with water. Slowly approach the rooster, aim the water gun at the rooster, press it hard, and three water columns will be ejected together, which will frighten the chicken out of her wits, kick her legs and flap her wings, and make us laugh.

Have fun with the rooster!

Rooster 2' s excellent composition Grandma's rooster is very powerful. She wears a red crown on her head and walks with courage and pride. At ordinary times, he always cries proudly, so my brother specially named it "Woohoo".

But it doesn't seem to be satisfied with the name. Every time I open my mouth to call it, it flapped its wings and attacked me, as if it thought I was laughing at it! The right person, diamond cut diamond. The more it does, the happier we will be. I still remember one time, accidentally, my ass fell and blossomed. I just remembered, but it was "quick of eye" and pecked my ass with its sharp mouth. I can't help it I couldn't fight its mouth, so I had to evacuate. But it stubbornly pursued me and kissed me twice on the leg, so that I will never forget my "sin".

After so many quarrels, I had to change my name to "handsome boy". Actually, I call it "loser" in private. He seems satisfied. What a braggart!

Like a leader, check the work everywhere every day. I've been thinking about that "kiss" on my leg, and I've been looking for a chance to get back at me. When I learned its secret, I shouted "wow, wow" in the room. I didn't expect this "loser" to really fall for it. I'm so excited, I scream for a while and stop for a while, making it look like a monkey. When it reacted, I would have slipped away.

Sometimes, you will meet other chickens to grab territory. At that time, it will protect everyone without hesitation, even if it is broken.

My handsome boy. You make me happy and worried. I really don't know what to do with you! "Oh-oh-"I just had an itchy throat and shouted a voice casually. Why am I having another attack? ...

Every morning, I am awakened by the crow of chickens. They are like spoiled children, making noise in the carton, as if to say, it's time for us to play outside!

I took them out one by one and put them on the ground. Wow! Let them flap their wings happily for a while, race against the ground for a while and peck at my toys for a while. No, that little fireball tried to escape. I sprinted to the ground and slammed the door. Ji Ji Ji She kept screaming. I want to play with them. I took out my watercolor pen and drew some bugs on the white paper. Then I spread the paper on the ground. They chattered as if to say, look, why don't we see so many bugs? After quarreling for a while, I rushed up to grab a peck. Dangdang pecked several holes in the paper and didn't eat a bug. They stared angrily and stretched out their necks. I took advantage of the situation and reached for the yellow ball. It screamed in panic, which made me laugh. The chickens soon forgot being cheated and began to play happily again.

As soon as I finish my homework every day, I will take the chickens to the grass downstairs with a box and let them peck at insects, play with sand and chase each other. After a while, if I am not careful, they will run far away, and all I have to do is pat my hand and tell them to coo twice, and they will run back quickly, which is particularly interesting. I was particularly proud at the time.

The story between me and chicken will never end.

Rooster 4' s excellent composition My family has a beautiful rooster. It is very strong, with bright red feathers and a big red comb on its head. It looks good when you walk. Although a pair of eyes are small, they are very divine, like the eyes of an eagle, which is daunting. With a sharp mouth, the table hurts when it presses on people. Tail feathers are black and upturned. Run like a fly, like a powerful general.

This rooster is very aggressive. Once, I played with bamboo sticks in the yard, which made the hens giggle. Feathers were flying all over the sky, and the yard was a mess. The rooster saw it and glared as if to say, "If you don't stop, I'll be rude!" "

"I also hit those hens, and the rooster jumped on me and pecked me. I knocked it down at once, and it flew again and was beaten away by me. I laughed: "Give it up to your grandfather Sun!

"But the rooster came to peck my hand again, so I had to put it down and run away. The cock giggled again, like a victorious general. Although fierce, it is very humble to hens and chickens. When there is food, chickens and hens always eat first.

I love my dick.

This is a very beautiful and proud rooster. It stood there with its head held high, thinking it was something.

It is covered with red and yellow feathers, soft and smooth, and feels like a brocade by hand, which makes it very comfortable. The cock's head is oval, with a red comb on it, like a burning flame, wearing a crown. Its beak is very sharp, like that of a woodpecker. When it saw a live bug, it suddenly pecked it, and the bug was caught and swallowed by it. The cock's eyes are particularly bright, like two black pearls, shining. Its ears are hidden under the cockscomb, but they are very sensitive. As long as it hears the voice of the owner shouting hello, it rushes like an arrow just out of the chamber, and when it is full, it swaggers away. The rooster's voice is very clear. It sings, oh, oh, oh, especially in the morning, just like an alarm clock to remind us to get up on time every morning. The barking voice seems to say, "The sun is rising. Let's not sleep late, go to school early, go to work early, and never be late." The cock's wings are long and big. When it is in danger, it will spread its wings, erect its feathers and fight with its opponents, and peck them with its sharp mouth until it defeats them. Its tail is always upturned, it looks arrogant and dares to compare with the phoenix. The rooster's claws are like bamboo leaves, and he is very proud when he walks.

This is really a lovely rooster. I like it very much and want to take it home.

It was sunny in the morning, and the rooster was singing happily and showing off the good things he had found to his friends.

He passed a hill and a dense forest. A hungry white wolf saw the rooster in the grass. His eyes immediately turned to the color of blood, and his shining fangs indicated that he wanted to eat a rooster. So he jumped in front of the rooster and stopped the rooster's way. The rooster trembled with fright. The wolf said, "Where is the good friend going?" How does the rooster want to escape from the wolf? It rolled its eyes, thought of a good idea and said, "Go and see your friends." The wolf said, "shall we go together?" The rooster said, "OK, but wait for the big dog who walks with me." The wolf suddenly thought of being defeated by the dog last year. Now as soon as he heard the rooster talking about dogs, he immediately thought of the fierce dog and ran away without a trace. The rooster took a deep breath and said, "It will be eaten soon." The rooster tidied up his mood and went happily to show off his good things to his friends.

I learned from this story that it takes brains to solve problems.

During the summer vacation, I came to my grandmother's house in high spirits. I saw a chicken among the chickens in the yard, and one of them was very noticeable.

It has a burning comb and a sharp mouth. Grandpa told me mysteriously, "This rooster is very conscientious". "due diligence?" I asked, puzzled. "How does it perform its duties?" Grandpa said, "The rooster crows for us at dawn every day and takes care of his home at night." I said with a grain of salt, "Really?" After careful observation, I found that the quality of roosters is very good. I opened the door of the rooster, and the rooster took his partner to the front. Other chickens are scrambling to eat, for fear that others will rob them of their own food. Only the rooster lets others eat first, and then eats by himself. Unconsciously, my face turned red and I have been struggling to eat. I was deeply impressed by the rooster's spirit of putting others before myself. One day, the rooster next door, which we call "Little Overlord", came to compete for food. All the other chickens were scared to run around and hide, only the big rooster stood majestically. They all looked at each other with rapt attention, only to see the rooster fly to "Little Overlord" and scatter the chicken feathers it pecked. "Little Overlord" ran away in a panic, and the cock crowed happily. I named it General. Time to go home. Neither the rooster nor I want to leave.

Its quality of putting our ancestors before ourselves and selfless dedication allows us to learn. Shouldn't its spirit of risking one's life to protect our homeland be worth learning from all of us?

My grandfather raised many chickens, and I like that beautiful and proud rooster best.

It wears a crown as red as a torch on its head. It has bright red feathers on its back and golden yellow feathers on its abdomen, just like wearing a pony clip. Its mouth is sharp and flexible. The most striking thing is its colorful tail, which makes it beautiful and powerful.

The rooster wakes us up before dawn every morning, just like a small alarm clock. The rooster is really a diligent little thing.

Roosters not only eat millet and rice. It likes bugs and ants best. It has a strong ability to catch insects, and it can catch insects in trees or fields to eat.

The rooster is also the patron saint of those little hens. Once, a small snake entangled a little hen. When the rooster saw it, he rushed over and pecked the snake's head with his sharp mouth. The snake was pecked and ran away in despair. At this time, the rooster's head held high, a proud look, like a leader, is really terrible.

I especially like this beautiful and brave rooster.

Rooster excellent composition 9 My family has a beautiful rooster, which is very lovable. The round complaint has a red comb and a sharp mouth. Oval eyes are so sharp that even bugs can be caught and eaten. There is a pinch of protruding hair behind the eyes, and there are small round ears hidden under them. He is covered with flowers and feathers, as if he were wearing a brocade dress. Thin legs with golden claws. And a tail that stands high. The cock walks with his head held high, just like a general who returns home in triumph.

My cock not only looks good, but also sings beautifully. Every morning, the sun just comes out, which is when the rooster sings. "Oh, oh, oh, oh", accompanied by the loud crow, I also woke up from my dream to welcome a beautiful day. After the cock crows, the rooster looks more proud than before, as if he is very proud of his singing.

What impressed me most about the rooster was not its beauty, nor its moving singing, but its indomitable spirit. Once, a rooster next door looked at it and got into a fight with it. The battle was very fierce, and finally the other side defeated it with a slight advantage. Don't be discouraged when you lose, but you still end up in failure after saving your strength. In this way, it once, twice, three times ... I don't know how many rounds it took to beat each other. I am glad of its victory.

This is my beautiful rooster, a rooster with a touching voice, and a rooster with the spirit of never giving up.

Once upon a time, there was a rooster. He is very proud, looks down on other animals and is always self-righteous. Always bullying chicks; He always boasts that he is the biggest chicken in the world.

One day, the chicken was walking when suddenly a fox came to eat the chicken. The rooster flew over and drove the fox away in a few strokes. From then on, he became more self-righteous and didn't even care about foxes. Since then, he has been able to eat more and more. Later, he really became the biggest chicken in the world. One day, the fox came again. The rooster just wanted to go to war when he tripped over a stone. He wants to go first, but he is too big to run. At this time, the master came, found the fox and drove it away.

However, the master found the rooster. A guest happened to catch a rooster and drink stew. I was the biggest chicken in the world before the cock was stewed. How could I get drunk by stew?

In this way, the rooster died without knowing how!

Rooster excellent composition 1 1 There are four roosters in my henhouse. They grew up together. Like brothers.

The boss has a good skeleton; The legs are thick and high, the chest is wide and the back is thick, the red crown and green tail, and the down jacket is shining with red light. Look, among that buddy is a majestic general, with his head held high and his eyes bright! The eldest brother's voice is very loud. Every time it crows, the three little brothers quickly drag their voices and scream, which is very lively. Grandma is very strict with Brother Chicken at ordinary times. On one occasion, the second child somehow got into a fight with the fourth child. The boss glared at them, but they still didn't know what to do. The boss was very angry. He walked majestically and stopped among them. He giggled twice again, scaring Xiao Si into Big Brother's chest. The boss pecked the second child and giggled as if to teach the second child a lesson; "Let it be big if you don't want it." The boss has the demeanor of a brother. Every time fresh vegetables are served, he always retreats to the "second line" and watches his younger brothers gobble up. When the younger brothers are full, they will automatically retreat, and it will move forward and start eating. He is never picky about food and has a big appetite. After eating, it often sticks its head out of the shed and looks around, as if it were keeping watch for carefree brothers.

The third child is like a quiet girl. It behaves gracefully and never meddles. He loves to have a hard time with the fourth grade, but he has a good life with the eldest brother and the second child. They all huddle together when they eat and sleep.

I love my four big cocks

Today, I went to grandpa's house for dinner. Just after dinner, I remembered that I had not written the composition about animals assigned by the teacher.

I think hard and don't know how to write well. Suddenly, when I heard a cock crow, I remembered that there were chickens in grandpa's house.

I immediately ran to observe the rooster.

When the cocks saw me coming, they all seemed to know that I was coming to observe them. They all held their heads high and stood up. They all have red and big cockscomb, bright eyes and sharp mouths.

They are not only wearing beautiful flowery clothes, but also aggressive.

My grandfather was pecked and bled by them once when he was feeding them. And the big chicken beat the chicken black and blue!

You all say, are they very aggressive? This is my grandfather's cock.

Last week, grandma in the country gave us a big rooster with a beautiful comb on her head, as if carrying a fire; Its feathers are colorful and beautiful! It seems to be painted with colorful pigments. Its tail swings like a beautiful big colorful fan, which is very pleasing!

My rooster is very strange. As the saying goes, "the chicken pecks at the rice". Other cocks peck rice, but we cocks just don't like pecking rice. He likes eating vegetables. At first, my mother fed the cock rice. As a result, the rooster barked at me, pecked a few grains casually, and scraped all the rice in the vegetable basin to the ground with his claws. Mother was very depressed and gave it millet and corn, and the result was still the same. One day, the rooster dug up all the millet in the vegetable bowl again. Mother was angry and picked up the leaves she was picking to scare it. As a result, the rooster not only didn't avoid it, but rushed up to peck at the leaves to eat, wolfed them down and made a "cough … giggle …" sound, as if to say, "It's delicious! ... hmm ... it's delicious, thank you! " We finally know the secret that this rooster likes to eat green vegetables. My mother jokingly said to me, "It turns out that this rooster belongs to a monk and likes fasting best."

This is our rooster.

Excellent composition of rooster 14 Grandma keeps a rooster. The comb on her head is like a flame. Although her eyes are small, she is full of energy. She has a sharp mouth and it hurts to peck people. Her feathers are like colorful shirts and her feet are wearing golden boots. She is very dignified, and she walks like a general.

Cocks are very aggressive! Once grandma threw a little corn seed in the past, and the chicken next to her came to eat it. At this time, the rooster came running, still muttering, as if to say, "Why do you want to eat my food?" It took a picture of it flying and pecking at the chicken, which scared the chicken away. The rooster ate corn happily.

One day, grandma's washed dishes were put on the table. As soon as she was distracted, the rooster kicked them away. Grandma picked up a stick and hit them. The rooster flew to the courtyard wall in fear and cackled. When flying, the wings on both sides are still snapping, the tail is tilted, the wings are combined, the neck is stretched, the waist is shrunk, the head is lifted, and the mouth screams "Oh, Oh, Oh". That sound.

Rooster, after eating, likes to find a straw pile, make a nest and fall asleep with his wings pressed. The rooster did a lot for us, woke us up with a loud voice and worked tirelessly day after day. Dedicated to us silently, I like big cocks.

My grandmother lives in the country. She keeps a flock of chickens in the yard, the most beautiful of which is a big cock.

Although the cock's eyes are small, his eyes are sharp! Plus its hard and pointed mouth shell, not to mention how powerful it is.

Rooster not only looks good, but also has "style" and "style" in action. It loves cleanliness and never goes anywhere like other chickens, such as mud and ponds. It is very particular about eating. Every time I scatter rice and millet on the ground, other chickens flock and peck around. On the other hand, the cock slowly grabs the millet with its claws, pulls the small, wrinkled millet aside and eats only the big, full ones. Every time I see its exquisite appearance, I can't help laughing.

Rooster or "hero"! Once I was playing in grandma's garden, a dog suddenly appeared in the grass. I'm too scared to move. All I know is that I'm shaking. Call my grandma. At this time, the rooster playing in the garden came running, and I don't know whether the dog is timid or the chicken is bold. The dog was scared away by the menacing rooster! Alas, even a chicken is braver than me! The rooster finally saved me. I specially grabbed a handful of corn for it and thanked it.

Unexpectedly, two days later, grandma really killed it and made it into a red-cooked chicken. I asked my grandmother, "Why did you kill the rooster?" Grandma said, "Old and useless." Is it useless to die? I cried sadly. I didn't eat a piece of chicken that day.