Cat

Night has just fallen, there is a special figure in all corners of the city, we will call them "night walkers"! Because, they are so fast like lightning drifting, in a flash they disappeared in the vast night so that people can not see what is actually, the cold fog in addition to lightly and recklessly flying these "night walkers", there is only a cold sky and can not help but sway in the moonlight of the hovering trees. "Rustle" is the song of the cold wind, "rustle" is the nightwalker "lonely footsteps.

"Meow!" A "night walker" unexpectedly stopped - yes, this is a cat, has been a deep black without a half color of the cat. It gracefully turned its head back, its deep dark green eyes watching me with such vigilance. I moved gently towards it, but it arched its back, straightened its hind legs, raised its shiny fur, and its jewel-like pupils signaled danger. I took another step, only to see that it no longer hesitated, turned its head, like a speeding arrow away, leaving me a piece of moonlight.

Legend has it that in every city, there is a cat dream street, hidden in a deserted place, every night, this is the world of cats. When the clock strikes twelve, people's dreams float up the beams with the sound of even breathing, and through the walls, converging on the city above, floating to the cat dream street, those clouds of pure and gentle good dreams fall on the ridge of the cat dream street, into a smiling white cat, while those murky as a miasma of bad dreams become hidden in the dark black cat, and all of this, will be in the morning when the first ray of sunlight cascades down All this will disappear without leaving a trace. Whenever I think of this story, I think, that the cat is how spiritual animal, people did not choose the dog ah chicken ah as a dream incarnation but only choose the cat, it can be seen that the cat in people's hearts is a mysterious, dreamy, beautiful symbol. Cats and dreams are the most compatible, they are called by the god of the night, illusion into the human desire for beauty.

In my mind, cats are not only a combination of mystery and beauty but also have their extremely specific and lovely side. I once made friends with a kitten with a soft golden coat. When it came bounding along, it knew I must be smiling ahead and calling it. He always lifted his little head and rubbed it against my pants as if I were a big fish he couldn't bear to eat. However, it didn't last long, one night, due to my negligence, I forgot to open the door to the stairwell, and the cat had to "Mimi" downstairs, but did not affect my long-awaited dream of me. The next day, there was a bloody corpse by the garbage can - the cat was chased by a crazy wild dog and had nowhere to hide. I cried, tears rushing down like a river breaking its banks, my heart full of helplessness.

The cat accompanied me through so many happy times, but because of my negligence, left the world, I did not protect it as well as my friend, only in my teary eyes remembered someone said, "You have your friends, and I only have you, so please, before I die, be with me more often."

I love cats, they always make me think they are very cute and funny, they are a good friend to humans