我曾经有三只狗。黑夜里我时常梦见夏天的长巷,树影低回,我的狗从远处走来,漆黑而潮湿的眼睛像是从河流的尽头游来的宝贝。醒来以后我难过地想,我再也看不到这样的眼睛了。我们家留有第一只狗的相片。那时我又小又瘦,我的狗却很大。爸爸一向喜欢大狗,长而柔软,可以做我们的守护神。那时我们家很穷,我也全然不记得它吃的都是些什么,但肯定不好,否则为什么会瘦成那样呢?相片里的它,尖尖的脸,毛发灰黑,没有光泽,真的丑 I used to have three dogs. In the darkness I often dreamed of the long alleys of the summer, the trees falling low, and my dog ​​coming from a distance. The dark and damp eyes were like the babies who came from the end of the river. After waking up I thought sadly, I can not see such eyes anymore. Our family left a photo of the first dog. At that time I was small and thin, but my dog ​​was great. Dad always likes big dogs, long and soft, you can do our patron saint. At that time, our family was poor, and I totally did not remember what it ate, but it was definitely not good, otherwise why would it be so thin? In it, the sharp face, gray hair and luster, Really ugly