我家养了一只鸽子,丰满的羽毛灰灰的,一对朱砂眼,清晰有神闪闪发亮。它的颈上长着一圈紫得发绿的羽毛,仿佛带着一条项链,美丽极了,尾巴张开时像一把大扇子。从外表看,给人一种敏锐、善飞的感觉。记得有一次,爸爸到较远的农家去买柴鸡蛋,鸽子也跟着飞了出去。下午爸爸回来了,刚进屋,我就迫不及待地问:“鸽子呢?”爸爸说:“我没见到啊,一定是你没关好门,飞出去了还怪我?”我说: My family has a pigeon, plump feather ash, a pair of cinnabar eyes, clear and shiny gods. Its neck is covered with purple green hair feathers, as if with a necklace, beautiful, the tail opens like a big fan. From the outside, giving a sharp, good fly feeling. I remember once, my father went to the farmer to buy firewood eggs, the pigeons also followed fly out. Dad came back in the afternoon, just entered the house, I can not wait to ask: “Dove?” “Dad said: ” I did not see it, you must not shut the door, fly out and blame me? "I Say: