相伴的岁月,每一步都融进记忆的海。春天,草地蓬勃着顽强的生命力。老牧羊犬娜布其蜷缩在泥房子前面,它的皮毛又长又柴,有的毛都已经脱落。老额吉端着食盆,走出了泥房子。食盆里是羊奶。老额吉走近娜布其时,它挣扎着站起来。它抬起脖颈,凑到食盆上。娜布其没力气支撑大头,大嘴就势埋进食盆 Accompanying years, each step into the memory of the sea. In spring, the grass is vigorous and vigorous. Nabucco, the old shepherd, crouched in front of the mud house, its fur was long and woody, and some of the wool had fallen off. Old Kyrgyzstan carrying food bowl, out of the mud house. The bowl is goat’s milk. When the old boy approached Nabucus, it struggled to get up. It lifted his neck and reached the bowl. Naboo its strength to support the bulk, big mouth on the potential buried in the food bowl