When I was a child, there was a little white dog raised from childhood to adulthood It was called Lele, Lele is very lively, there are always other dogs come to my yard to play with it, Mao Mao is like that, it turned out to be a wild dog with no fixed place, stayed in many people's homes, stayed for not too long and left, and then came to my house to find fun to play, also stayed in my house, my grandmother said that there is no need to pick it up, it will leave itself in a few days, I don't want it to go, always secretly feed it, it will slowly lose its guard against me, it is not close to people, When others approach it, they croak, when I approach it, they look at me meekly, if I want to touch it, they will avoid it but never fierce me, and look at me very meekly under the apricot tree. One day it rained lightly and it was lying on its stomach in the pyre, I went out to see it, I wanted to touch it, it lay on its stomach and did not hide, it looked at me, it only wet a layer of fluff on the outside, the hair inside was still warm, it never walked again, it stayed in my house.
Lele died of illness soon after, there is only one dog at home, it is relatively dirty, saying that it is my family dog makes me feel humiliated, my family has raised many puppies on and off, as long as there is a new puppy fur will fall out of favor, it is only close to me, when my father touched it, it bit my father, it is not my dog, it is my dog alone, it is left for me, I know very well, I feed it water and food, New Year it is afraid of firecrackers, my mother does not let it into the house, I lead it to the room, I accompany it, There was no stove in the room, and I touched it, warming my hands in its hair, the firecracker-shaken window frame was shaking, and it was shivering on my cotton shoes.
Compared with dogs and cats I like to like, cats are softer and cuter, call me can't stop, when I have a cat I forgot I have a dog, once it followed me to school, I fiercely told it to go back it refused, some classmates saw it, said this has a dog, on duty to drive it, it is still looking for me, I quickly walked away, I looked at it around the corner, it walked away with its tail between its tail and walked away in shame. The next day it still had to go to school with me, I was really angry, the first time I murdered it, it looked at me incredulously, and then turned away, since then it has not been close to me, I touch it and it will croak its teeth and murder me, it pretends to bite me, just don't really bite down, it doesn't dare to bite or is reluctant to bite, I know very well that it loves me very much, not that I am amorous, I see in its eyes that it loves me very much. Then it's a little delicious, I coax it well, I still prefer cats, tease it when I have time, it comes over again without reservation, ignoring it when I'm not in the mood, it always looks at me, in winter I go to my store to see the store, it accompanies me, I only have it and an electric heater, I will pick it up, once it leaves the ground it will be very scared, it can't lie on its knees, one hard to go down, it has been lying at my feet, lying on my cotton shoes.
Then I went to high school in the city, and I only came home once a month, it was angry with me because I was away for too long, and I didn't ask me to touch it, I coaxed it easily, and then I went back to school after the holidays, it probably accepted that it couldn't see me from time to time, and when I came home for the first few months, it still ignored me and tried to bite me, and then when it saw me come home, it jumped and asked me to touch it and ask me to accompany it. It always comes to me whenever I'm at home.
I went to college again, the outside world is too good, I go home once a semester, I pull the suitcase and it basks in the sun at the door, I call it hairy, it pauses and slowly turns to look at me, very simple flicking its tail twice, is it old or the heart is gray, I don't know, it should be that I think too much, I have always thought too much, it's just a dog. On the sophomore National Day, I went out with my roommate, and I just packed up to go out, when I saw the news from my sister, saying that Mao Mao died, it hadn't been home for a long time, and everyone didn't want to find it, after all, it wasn't close to people, it turned out to be only close to me. Grandma found its body when she went up the mountain, it didn't die at home, it died a lot away from home, I was a little depressed, I cried for it many times, making me feel as if it was still there, is it guilty, my prime minister naturally thinks that of all the animals I have raised it loves me the most, it doesn't care the most, it's not cute, it's a wild dog, it's fierce, it bites, so, I'm sorry for it, when Lele called for friends, there are many dogs in the family, it's cuter than it's cleaner than it's closer to people, I went to tease this dog, I didn't bother to name it, and I called it Mao Mao when it was long. I have had many cats, which I really like, no one just began to cry a few times, and then I will not think about it again, Mao Mao and they are different, I think of it from time to time, think that it is no longer silent lying under the apricot tree to cool down, lying on the gate to bask in the sun, it will not come back, I have cried for it the most, when I saw someone else's puppy I immediately thought of it, I wanted to write something to commemorate it, I am now in tears, my heart is not sad, is I cool, can't put it down. #Summer Life Punch Season# #头条家时光 #
