小黑,你还记得吗?就是那年盛夏,我与你邂逅在老家小院,从此,你成了我最亲密的小伙伴。那年我7岁,你才1岁。初次见面时,你好奇地围着我转圈,阳光下,你那黑色的毛发总是被照得闪闪发亮。你用湿湿的鼻子触碰我的脚丫,把我逗得咯咯笑。你还记得吗?你喜欢球,在后院你常常因为玩球打碎了东西被大人呵斥追打,这时你就会急急地跑来寻找我的庇护。要是我累了,睡着了,你就会趴在我身边,像守护神一样地护着我。 Black, do you remember? That is the summer of that year, I met with you in the home yard, since then, you became my closest companion. I was 7 years old that year, you are only 1 year old. When you first meet, curiously circling around me, in the sunshine, your black hair is always shining. You touch my feet with a wet, wet nose and make me laugh. Do you remember? You like the ball. In the backyard, you often beat up and beaten by an adult for playing a ball. Then you rush to find my refuge. If I am tired, asleep, you will lie on my side, guarding me like a patron saint.