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71897 2010 年 12 月 01 日 21:16 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
I stroked your fur, you Juanjuan the name calling, from time to time with their tail sweep my hands.
really I can feel your warm, soft, well under the deliberately and strong.
you shake flick, do not mind Xiliu her nose with his furry paws after touched his.
this time you slightly opened his eyes, looked at me lazy, and then slowly but calmly made a yawn.
tell the truth, I love your little eye teeth.
, of course, I mean the way you smile, and not rushed in to repair me the kind of sharp.
I'm still reverie, but you seem to have to close my eyes and body to sleep.
you ignore me,
la gear light, just buried his head even lower, and it seems like the world more peaceful.
we know how long?
III, I remember you just gonna stand under my roof, watching the sparse rain, and then sad barking.
when I went out brought you into the house, placed next to the heater, the small tightly bite you life and death would not release my right hand. Until I come up with a smile you like to eat dried fish floss, your teeth before leaving the greed of the other guests.
see a small scar on my right hand not that you leave it?
course, you have been refused recognition.
I often say, if you jump into the winter I can not find you, because you are so white, flawless, clear; those beautiful words will live for you, but you are so cold.
you impatient bit me to correct my wrong point of view.
When you first take the time to be a winter solstice,
la gear police, right? Big snow day, you seem unwilling to say goodbye, in the faint dawn under the cover of your self-confidence carried into the side of the little white paws, never to return.
I looked for you.
friends say, when you go back the first time I seriously looked at, given the warm sounds.
spring,
la gears sneakers, cold to warm to.
I did not put away your favorite room heaters, but wipe it every day, I hope you come home one can recognize - as I compared with the heater, you are more willing to close to the heater.
each rainy day in a good mood I would giggle, the first occurrence of staring at your window in a daze, watch out your sharp little teeth.
you again, I recognize you at a glance.
your umbrella, as graceful as snow,
la gear footwear, came out from the summer.
I ask you into our balcony, sit down, tea. You laugh at me looking at the heater.
I take it lightly,
la gear shoes, watching the rain to stop, micro clear sky so I think she could finally breathe. When I reached out and removed the tarpaulins on the roof, you looked at me shocked groping for the right hand, then began to cry.
waiting for how long? I have forgotten. Eyes only see the time, ears to hear only the rush. When I cut off time,
la gears, I found, in fact, you are on the side.
this you go, you tell me, waiting for you, so you put everything back.
I nodded. Although I do not know what you're looking for.
, of course, that time you have gone.
I can only rely on the heater just warming up, a man in a daze.
until you once again, mewing, scratching on the windows of wood, let me help you open so that you come in from the storm.
how can it be.
I saw you, you had only one tail. Although it is so smart, but I did not feel forgotten demon spirit.
I was thinking, Holding the book, hold you, for you being in a secluded tell the story.
fool, why should I, cut off short? Even if not see, hear, I can be with you ah.
I looked at the book the phrase
you still call Juan Juan's name.
your hair after I Lile Li, touch your little paws. Said yes, we have to say goodbye.
the temperature of the heater heat transfer, and then you cover a small blanket. Unaware of the licked your lips, where there are residues of fish flavor.
last look back at your white, but outside, the sky is not part of my snow.
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