我曾有一只可爱的小狗,是两年前冬天从街上捡来的。那天,空中飘着雪花。一出门,听见小狗悲凉的呻吟声。顺着声音一看,一只巴掌大的小狗躲在墙角瑟瑟发抖,我赶紧抱回家放在暖气旁,给它吃了两块蛋糕。小狗长大后,浑身齐刷刷的短毛,黑中透亮,好像丝绸一般;四只小脚染着白霜,仿佛四朵小白花,因此我叫它花花。可能是为了报答救命之恩吧,花花对我十分友好。 I used to have a cute dog picked up from the street two years ago in winter. That day, the snow floating in the air. As soon as they went out, they heard the sad groan of the puppy. Along the sound of a look, a big palm puppy hurriedly shook the corner, I quickly hugged home on the heating, gave it ate two cakes. When the puppy grew up, he was short-haired and his hair was black and white as silk. The four little feet were dyed with hoar frost, as if they were four white flowers, so I called it flowers. It may be to repay the grace of life, flowers are very friendly to me.