“求你了,吃点儿吧……”我跪在地板上,苦苦端着一个狗饭盆。外外远在一米外的墙边上蹲着,冷冷注视着饭盆和我。又往饭盆里加了一块碎肉,拌匀。“加肉肉了!”我和颜悦色地唤它。当然听得懂。外外不紧不慢走过来,闻闻粮食,终于决定吃几口,也就是几口而已。它从小就懂得肉之美味,一口饭含在嘴里,又 “Please, eat something ... ” I knelt on the floor, hard carrying a dog rice bowl. Outside the outer wall of a meter in the squatting, cold watching the rice bowl and me. Add a piece of chopped meat to the rice bowl and mix well. “Add meat!” I call it pleasantly. Of course I understand. Slowly come from outside and beyond, smell the food, and finally decided to eat a few mouthfuls, which is just a few mouthfuls. It grew from childhood to understand the delicious meat, a meal in his mouth, again