Zheng Zhenduo's composition about cats.

My family had cats several times, but they always disappeared or died. Third sister likes cats best. After coming home from class, she often plays with cats. Once, I asked the next door for a newborn cat. Gray hair, very lively, often rolls in the sun in front of the gallery, like a snowball with dirt. Third sister often drags a red ribbon or rope back and forth in front of it, and it grabs and grabs again. I sat on a cane chair and looked at them. I can spend an hour or two smiling. At that time, the sunshine was warm and I felt the freshness and happiness of life in my heart. Later, the cat suddenly lost weight somehow, refused to eat, and its shiny hair was dirty. Lying under the chair in the living room all day, refused to come out. Third sister tried her best to tease it, but it ignored it. We are all very sad about it. Third Sister specially bought a small bronze bell, which was worn by HongLing and hung under her neck, but it didn't look quite right. It's just idle and depressed. Another noon, I came back from the compiler. Third sister said sadly, "Brother, the kitten is dead!" " "

I also felt bitter in my heart, pity the little couple who have been with me for the past two months! At that time, I had to comfort Third Sister and say, "Never mind, I'll get you another one."

A few days later, the second sister came back from my uncle's house in Hongkou. She said that my uncle kept three or four kittens there, which was very interesting and was about to be given to others. Third sister urged her to buy one. On Sunday, my mother came back with a yellow kitten. I immediately caught the attention of Third Sister and was attracted by this yellow kitten. This kitten is more interesting and lively than the first one. It runs around the garden and climbs trees. Sometimes when a butterfly flies calmly, it will pounce and catch them. It looks so lively that it is not afraid of strangers at all. Sometimes it jumps from the tree to the wall and runs to the street to bask in the sun. We are all worried and have to ask, "Where is the kitten?" Where is the kitten? "Check and say hello several times. You have to look for it once every time to find it. Third sister often points at it and scolds it with a smile: "You little cat, you won't run around if you are caught by a beggar!" " "When I go home for lunch, it always sits outside the iron gate. It flew in as soon as I came in. The entertainment after dinner is to watch him climb a tree and hide in the green leaves in the weak sunlight, as if waiting to catch something. I grabbed it and climbed up quickly. After two or three months, it can catch mice. Once, I actually caught a very fat mouse. Since then, I have never heard the annoying "squeaking" sound at night.

One morning, I got up, put on my clothes and went downstairs. I don't see a kitten. I looked in the small garden, but I couldn't find it. I have some death warnings in my heart.

"Third sister, where's the kitten?"

She hurried downstairs and replied, "I looked for it just now, but I didn't see it."

Everyone in the family was frantically looking for it, but in the end it was gone.

Mary said, "I got up early to open the door and found it in the hall. I only saw it when I was cooking. "

Everyone is unhappy, as if they had lost a dear companion. Even Zhang Ma, who has never liked it very much, said, "It's a pity that such a good kitten is a pity." This gives me a glimmer of hope, because it accidentally ran away and may know the way home.

At lunch, Zhang Ma complained, "I just met a girl from the Zhou family next door. She said that she saw my kitten outside the door this morning and was caught by a passerby. "

So this loss was confirmed. Third sister was very unhappy and muttered, "They saw it, why didn't they come out and stop it?" They know it belongs to my family! "

I am also disappointed and angry, cursing the unknown person who took away our love.

Since then, my family hasn't had a cat for a long time.

In the winter morning, there is a poor kitten squatting at the door. Its hair is gray, but it's ugly and thin. It can't go down If we don't take it and stay, at least we will be killed by the cold and hunger in winter. Zhang Ma picked it up and fed it every day. But nobody likes it very much. It is not lively and doesn't like other kittens to play. It seems to have a natural melancholy. Even the third sister loves cats and doesn't pay attention to them. So, a few months later, it was still my animal. Getting fatter, but still not lively. When people chat in the sun in front of the porch, it often comes to curl up at the feet of mother and third sister. Third Sister sometimes visits Doby, but she is not so interested in the first few cats. One day, because it was cold at night, I got under the stove and a few hairs were burned, which made it even more ugly.

Spring has come, and it has become a strong cat, but it still does not change its melancholy and does not catch mice. It crouches lazily all day, eating fat.

At this time, my wife bought a pair of yellow and white hibiscus birds to hang in front of the porch, which sounded very nice. My wife often urges Zhang Ma to change water, add bird food and wash the cage. The white cat seems to pay special attention to the pair of yellow birds and often jumps on the table and stares at the birdcage.

The wife said, "Zhang Ma, be careful of that cat. It will eat birds. "

Zhang Ma ran to catch the cat. After a while, it jumped on the table and stared at the birdcage.

One day, when I went downstairs, I heard Zhang Ma calling, "A bird died, one leg was missing, and the cage was full of blood." What killed it? "

I quickly looked down, and sure enough, a bird was dead, with loose feathers, as if it had fought a lot with the enemy.

I was very angry and cried, "It must be a cat, it must be a cat!" " "So I'll find it.

When the wife heard this, she hurried down and saw the dead bird. She was very sad and said, "Who else was killed by this cat?" It often looks at birdcages. I have told Zhang Ma to be careful. Mom Zhang! Why are you not careful? "

Zhang Ma is silent and can't have any excuses.

So the cat's crime was proved. Everyone went to find this disgusting cat and wanted to give it a punishment. I looked for it for a long time, but I couldn't find it. Really "abscond", I think.

Third sister cried upstairs, "Here's the cat."

It is lying on the balcony basking in the sun, with a calm posture, as if it is still eating something in its mouth. I think it must be eating the poor bird's leg. In a rage, it picked up a stick leaning against the stair door and chased it. It cried sadly, "Meiyu!" " Escaped to the roof.

I am still angry in my heart, thinking that the person who punished me is unhappy.

A few days later, Mary shouted downstairs, "Cat, cat! Come to eat birds again. " At the same time, I saw a black cat jumping over the terrace with a yellow bird in its mouth. I'm starting to think I'm wrong!

I feel very sad in my heart. Really, my conscience was hurt. I jumped to a conclusion without making a clear judgment, and wronged an animal that can't speak or defend. Thinking of its irresistible escape makes me feel my anger and my abuse. These are the needles that sting my conscience!

I really want to remedy my mistake, but it can't speak. How can I express my misunderstanding about it?

Two months later, our cat suddenly died on the roof next door. I'm much sadder about losing it than losing two cats before.

I will never have a chance to correct my mistake!

At this point, my family will never have a cat again.

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