昨晚喝醉了，然后在床上翻来覆去，做了这样的一个梦。
在曾经在乡下住过的房子，QQ看见了我，就开始摇起了尾巴。
厄……剩下的梦就忘了，但我满脑子都是QQ。
i toss and turned in bed, my head was full of this small spoiled and bad-tempered dog.
in his little head,
there is not enough space to store each person he met,
each meal he had or each smell he sniffed, maybe not even the way for home,
so he chooses to have all the simple joys remembered.
such as,
the toys he destroyed, the morning walk he took, the female dogs he came across.
and i know in the big part of his brain, there are the people he lived with and loved.
he gives me great comfort, endless happiness and wonderful memories.
sometimes, i am angry with him and being harshed, and impatient. and i regret.
he knows my foot-steps, my smell, my voice, and my face.
i am his world.
he is his own master and my dog.
please stay with me.. |
发表于 2008-9-3 09:28:22
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