学校旁边有一家食品店,和蔼的老爷爷在里面卖东西。他有一只瘸腿的小白狗,是捡来的流浪狗,总喂它好吃的,并叫它小可怜。小可怜从来不咬买东西的人。一天夜里,煤气的味道让小可怜嗅出了问题,他拼命咬醒老爷爷,把他的衣服都扯坏了。老爷爷险些煤气中毒身亡,小可怜救了他一命。我六年级时,食品店被拆迁。一夜间,老爷爷不见了,只留下小可怜和一片石头瓦砾。小可怜一瘸一拐,徘徊在瓦砾间闻着,嗅着,四处张望,不时低声呜咽几声, Next to the school there is a food court where the kind grandfather sells things. He had a lame white dog, a stray dog ​​picked up, always fed it delicious, and called it pitiful. Poor people who never bite to buy things. One night, the smell of gas so little pitiful smell the problem, he bite the grandfather bite hard, his clothes are damaged. Almost fatal gas poisoning death, poor save his life. When I was in sixth grade, the food shop was demolished. One night, Grandpa disappeared, leaving only a pitiful and a stone rubble. Little poor limping, wandering in the rubble smell, sniffing, looked around, whispered sob from time to time,