多年前的一个夏日午后,奶奶提了个袋子回家,一打开,一团小东西蹿了出来。我定眼细看,是一只小灰猫,它畏畏缩缩地蜷在墙角,我决定飨之以肉,以尽地主之谊。但招呼了半天,它始终不肯出来,一直盯着我,小心翼翼的,我只好把碗放到它附近,然后走开。傍晚再去看时,碗里的肉已被吃完了。后来,在我的照料下,它渐渐胖了起来,毛发变得光亮柔顺,模样十分惹人怜爱。 A summer afternoon many years ago, my grandmother brought a bag to go home and opened it. A small piece of cake slipped out. When I looked closely, it was a little gray cat, curled up in the corner of my head, and I decided to slaughter the meat to fulfill the landlord’s friendship. But greeted for a long time, it always refused to come out, has been staring at me, cautiously, I had to put the bowl near it and then walked away. When you look in the evening, the meat in the bowl has been eaten. Later, under my care, it grew fatter and the hair became shinier and softer in appearance.