冬天的下午,彼得最喜欢的,莫过于踢掉鞋子,躺在客厅里炉火的前面,在猫儿威廉旁边,把脸贴近猫的脸。从软毛下面一个小小的猫脸那儿,支愣出长长的黑毛,形成一个球体,白色的猫须稍稍往下弯着,眉毛像天线一样伸出,淡绿色的眼睛中间,有道竖直的裂缝,像是一扇半掩的门,通向一个彼得永远无法进入的世界,彼得看出这真的有多么不同寻常啊,不像人类,却又多么漂亮。他一走近那只猫,深沉的隆隆作响 Winter afternoon, Peter’s favorite, than to kick off his shoes, lying in the living room in front of the fire, next to the cat William, his face close to the cat’s face. From the little fur below the cat’s face, the branches pluck out long black hair and form a sphere. The white cat must bend slightly downwards, with the eyebrows sticking out like an antenna, the middle of the green eyes, Vertical cracks, like a half-hidden door, open up to a world Peter could never reach, and Peter saw how unusual it was, unlike the human race, how beautiful it was. As soon as he approached the cat, deep rumbling