Onomatopoeia

I think your mobile phone is ringing.

My ears are buzzing.

Ron and I really found it funny to hear the caged lion meowing like a small cat.

Small branches on the ground snapped when Ron walked on them.

Suddenly, a loud screeching sound was heard along the quiet street.

The frustrated band player banged on the drums.

Those annoying chickens cluck in the middle of the night for no reason.

What animal is that flapping its wings?

Whenever we dine at that restaurant, I always order sizzling sisig.

Her head was so full of ideas that it was ready to pop wide open.