Last night, the wind and rain finally walked away, and I was able to sleep peacefully.
In my dream, I actually returned to my old house when I was young. The stone-made courtyard wall collapsed in the rain after rain at night, and a pile of stones fell under the jujube tree in the yard.
A black cat in the family stood on a collapsed stone in the mist after the rain, waving its tail leisurely, but its eyes were still staring at a place in the jujube tree.
It has no hair all over its body, it is dark and shiny, very handsome, walks calmly, and has extraordinary temperament. I always have an illusion that it is a spiritual cat, and its soul is originally a warrior who has experienced many battles.
In the early morning after the autumn rain, there is a little coolness.
My mother was in the kitchen, steam filled the whole house, and the thin white heat surged out from the small windows on both sides of the kitchen door.
Dad is cleaning the aisle leading to the street door in the middle of the yard. I checked on the cement platform whether the wild chrysanthemums that I just dug from the mountain and planted in the pot were destroyed by the wind and rain.
The waves not far away hit the rocks, soft and gentle, as if they were whispering, telling stories about the sea.
This is the early morning after the early autumn rain in the northern islands.
The torch is graceful, like silk threads, and the smoke that never dissipates for a long time. On the edge of the foothills of green mountains and green waters, it seems to be an ancient style scroll walking through ink.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of swelling. When I saw the sound, the black cat jumped up quickly and rushed towards the jujube tree. Looking again, the black cat was holding a sparrow in his mouth, and turned around beautifully and landed on the ground smoothly. Then, like a general who won a battle, he walked towards me with the wind...
This black cat was given by his neighbor and was used to catch rats and , but this black cat is the most unique among the many cats I have raised at home. It is so smart that it is unimaginable.
This black cat does not eat mice, but it can catch mice. When it catches mice at night, it will take them into the house, make a loud noise, wake us up, and then it will look at the mice, not bite the mice to death, and not let the mice run away. When he saw us wake up, it meowed twice. Mom praised him for being capable and being such a good cat, so he left with satisfaction.
Later, the flip of the house in the house was all cement, and there were no mice at home, so it often caught birds, and it also came back to catch the living.
It is a free cat in my house. He never walks on ordinary roads when he goes out. He always walks on the wall when he goes out. There is a yellow dog at the gate. Whenever a black cat passes by, the yellow dog will shake its tail, stand up excitedly, and whisper to it. In fact, it is just saying hello to it. It feels that the dog likes the black cat very much. Black cats often keep a safe distance from the yellow dog, stop, look at the yellow dog, and then walk slowly over with its elegant steps. The yellow dog barked behind it, but it never looked back.
In winter, it is very cold in the north. The kang is hot and covered with a quilt and sitting on the kang is extremely happy.
cats often lie in the corner of the kang on the edge of the pile and sleep soundly. Touch it, it doesn't bother paying attention to you. Sometimes, when I patted the cover of the quilt, it lies on my legs with a clear understanding and sleeps without any warning.
Winter is gone and spring is coming, and the four seasons are changing. This black cat has lived in my house for several years.
Another winter, once, it went out and didn't go home for two days. My mother started looking for cats everywhere and asking about it from door to door. On the third day, it was back in full bloom and its ears were injured.
stayed at home for a few more days, and it went out again, and for a few more days. This time it came back safely, so it often began to live at home. I started for a day or two, then went out for a week, came back for another half a month and ten days, and then came back for another half a year, and never came back in the end.
Later, a neighbor told my dad that he had seen my black cat catching birds while going up the mountain.
This is the last news about my black cat.
Our whole family likes this black cat. Its slowly leaves, from the beginning to the beginning of being nervous, to the later feeling that no matter how far or how long it takes, it will always come back.
Cats are extremely spiritual animals. It is said that when cats know that they are about to reach the end of their lives, they will slowly alienate themselves from their masters and walk away slowly, so that their masters will not be sad because of their departure.
I don't want it to really leave us for this reason. I hope it will find its original nature and return to nature like Buck in " Call of Wildness ".
Last night's dream, I saw this black cat again...
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