《荒野的呼唤》读后感写法怎么样？( 三 )

paagethrough many hands.Clerks in the expre office took chargeof him; he was carted about in another wagon; a truckcarried him, with an aortment of boxes and parcels.
San Diego.Because men, groping in the Arctic darkne,had found a yellow metal, and because
steamship andtransportation companies were booming the find, thousandsof men were rushing into the Northland.These men wanteddogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy dogs, withstrong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats to protectthem from the frost.Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kied Santa ClaraValley.Judge Miller\\'s place, it was called.It stood backfrom the road, halfhidden among the trees, through whichglimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ranaround its four sides.The house was approached by gravelleddriveways which wound about through wide-spreadinglawns and under the interlacing boughs of tall poplars.Atthe rear things were on even a more spacious scale than atthe front.There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad
servants cottages, anendle and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arborsgreen pastures, orchards, and berry patches.Then there wasthe pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cementtank where Judge Miller\\'s boys took their morning plungeand kept cool in the hot afternoon.
And over this great demense Buck ruled.Here he was born,and here he had lived the four years of his life.It was true,there were other dogs.There could not but be other dogs onso vast a place, but they did
not count.They came and went,resided in the populous kennels, or lived obscurely in therecees of the house after the fashion of Toots, the Japanesepug, or Ysabel the Mexican hairle——strange
creaturesthat rarely put nose out of doors or set foot to ground.Onthe other hand, there were the fox terriers, a score of themat least, who yelped fearful promises at Toots and Ysabellooking out of the
windows at them and protected by alegion of housemaids armed with brooms and mops.But Buck was neither house-dog nor kennel dog.Thewhole realm was his.He plunged into the swimming tankor went hunting with the Judge\\'s sons he escorted Mollieand Alice, the Judge\\'s daughters, on long twilight or earlymorning rambles on wintry nights he lay at the Judge\\'sfeet before the roaring library fire he carried the Judge\\'sgrandsons on his back, or rolled them in the gra, andguarded their footsteps through wild adventures down tothe fountain in the stable yard, and even beyond where thepaddocks were, and the berry patches.Among the terriershe stalked imperiously, and Toots and Ysabel he utterlyignored, for he was king——king over all creeping.
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《荒野的呼唤》读后感写法怎么样？

你听过大自然里的美妙的声音吗？滴滴答答，淅淅沥沥的雨声，沙沙的风声……但不幸的是，这些动听的声音已经被城市中劲爆的音乐声，吵闹声还有汽车声给藏着了。但这本《荒野的呼唤》，似乎能让你听到这些美妙的声音。