I love to write and love interesting stories.
20 years ago, I had a horse. This horse was approved to me after grinding with my father for nearly a week. It was the most beautiful mare among the 20 horses my father came from Inner Mongolia. It had a green coat, affectionate eyes, and a docile character. I named it "Xuexue". At that time Xuexue was pregnant, and in her spare time, my father took me to ride Xuexue to Dianzi. Although Xuexue is only a breed of ploughing horses, when she went to the big dianzi, Xuexue was high-spirited and unrestrained. The wind blew strongly from the opposite side, and the little me, lying on its warm back, felt the speed and was full of joy. Slowly, stop, it whispered softly "" twice, telling me it was time to come down and go home. If I didn't come down, it would run another lap and beg me to come down again, because Dad had already called us home for dinner. I was willful, and before I came down, it would run another lap and beg me repeatedly. Its voice was full of maternal pampering and love.
Sleeping Beauty in the Woods
There was a prince who went hunting in a dense forest. He saw a high castle in the thick forest, and pointed to the spire of the castle and asked passersby what it was. People say anything, and the prince doesn't know who to believe. At this time, an old farmer said to him, "My prince, I heard my father say that in this castle there is the most beautiful princess in the world. She will sleep there for a hundred years, and then a prince who loves her will wake her up. Now, exactly a hundred years, she is waiting for her sweetheart." The old farmer told the prince a story that happened a hundred years ago.