Little yellow cat love story

The child is very strange. The little yellow cat is often missing these days. In the past, the little yellow cat and the child were together all day long, chasing the ball that just landed and rolled away, teasing the butterfly that just rested and flew away, each other very happy. At mealtime, the little yellow cat sat side by side with the child, waiting for the child to put something like fish bones into his mouth. When it was time to sleep, the little yellow cat crept into the child's bed and curled up on his shoulder.

The two of them were never apart, and there was hardly a lonely moment in their dreams. But in recent days, the little yellow cat often ignored the child, walked away alone. The child tasted the first taste of tampering, anxious to get the yellow cat back. I found them everywhere, beside the unlit stove where the little Yellow Cat used to go, in the room where old things were kept, in the holes in the broken wall, behind the water tank in the corner of the courtyard, as if looking for embroidery needles.

One day, little Yellow Cat came back lazily. The child was very happy, and went up to him and took him in his arms, and whooped him and kissed him more lovingly than ever. But the child immediately noticed that the yellow cat is a little strange, for such a warm welcome, the yellow cat is not a little happy, usually as gently intoned oh, lively hop, also do not come, as if there is something on the mind. As soon as the child was not careful, the yellow Cat went away by itself again. Several times, the yellow cat always does this.

How could the child have known that his good friend Little Yellow Cat, with her bright eyes and beautiful fur, had alienated him and stopped playing with him? It turns out that yellow cat is in love.

Here's how it happened. In front of a bush there was a shallow pond. The branches overhang the water and sway gently, making the pond very beautiful. Wrapped in the branches of the vine is open blue purple flowers, clear Chu Chu reflected in the pond. A goose with white feathers against the green water, there is a kind of unspeakable beauty. The little yellow cat came to the pond for a walk. When he saw the goose, his love was on fire.

She was indeed a beautiful goose, with soft feathers and a topaz crown. Her eyes were shining with gold, and she looked to her left and right. Anyone who saw her would love her, let alone seeing her yellow cat for the first time. He was a young yellow cat.

The little yellow cat came closer and said in his soft voice, "Little girl in white, how happy you are swimming on the water!"

'I'm happy! The goose repeatedly turned his head slightly, his eyes half open and half closed, the more you see graceful posture. The yellow cat closed her eyes happily, as if she had a lump of candy in her mouth, and carefully tasted the taste of her gesture.

"Aren't you lonely here alone?" "Asked the yellow Cat after a pause.

"I don't think so. But anyone who wants to be my friend and hang out with me is more than welcome." Goose answered so gently, which showed that she was a clever girl.

"I'll be your friend. Let's play together!" The yellow cat said earnestly.

"If you like, that's great." "Answered Goose.

From then on their friendship was established. The yellow cat often visits the goose near the pond. They talked about the view of the pool and when colorful butterflies came. When will the fresh flowers bloom? They sang their favorite songs to each other and told the many stories they had heard. Sometimes the goose came ashore and went with the yellow Cat into the bushes and rested in the green shade. They look for the longoxen hiding among the leaves, and whoever finds the most beautiful wins. They guessed when the clouds passing over the thin green leaves would pass away and when they would return. The yellow cat forgot about the children he used to play with all day long.

The little Yellow Cat, though often playing and talking with Goose, is uneasy, because he has not yet said the most important thing he wants to say, and he has not yet attained a hope of further than playing together." How do you say that? What will she do? 'he kept thinking. Bear it. I can't help it. Go ahead and say it. So when he left the goose and went home, he thought in silence. How would a child know? He was only surprised. One day the little Yellow Cat could not bear it any longer. No matter what Goose would say to him, he decided to say the most important thing to Goose. He had prepared a basket of duckweed as a present for the goose, with a bunch of pink wild roses on the handles. He also encouraged himself to have the courage to walk on the road, not temporarily unable to say. He looked at himself on the river again, and raised his front PAWS to smooth the fluff of his face and twist his beard sideways. He thought he was a pretty little yellow cat.

He went to the edge of the pool and saw Goose walking by the edge of the pool, his lovely shadow reflected in the pond. He came closer, with a happy smile on his face, and said to Goose, "Little girl in white, you have come. Am I tired of waiting?" Without waiting for her to answer, he said, "I have brought something very cheap for the little girl to-day, and I mean it sincerely. Please accept it." And he gave the goose the basket. Goose saw her favorite duckweed and delicate red flowers. She liked them very much. She thanked him cordially and put a bunch of flowers in her chest. Yellow Cat thought she was even cuter. They played as usual. Little yellow Cat thought: "Courage, courage, not fear!" After several times of self-encouragement, he finally got the most important words out, "Little girl in white, may I have a word with you... I just said it. I love you. I love you! 'The yellow Cat was in a panic.

"Do you love me? 'asked the goose in surprise. After a little contemplation, she recovered her gentle and quiet manner. She said: "You love me, I am very grateful. But tell me, what do you love about me? You must tell me clearly, and then I can consider whether I can satisfy you. '

The little yellow cat was about to fly with joy at Goose's answer and was about to kiss her, but at once she thought of her question, "What do I love about her? 'For a moment, unable to think clearly, and unable not to answer, he said, "I love your white feathers, white as snow."

I give you white feathers, white as snow." The goose has lost all its feathers. A gust of wind blew gently, feathers floated all over the ground, the goose gathered to give little yellow cat.

"I love your flexible, beautiful eyes, with their golden light." "Said the yellow Cat.

"I give you eyes that are flexible and beautiful, eyes that shine with gold." Goose took out another pair of eyes and threw them to little Yellow Cat. The yellow cat quickly caught it with its front PAWS.

"I love the goose crown on your head, the topaz goose crown." "Said the yellow Cat.

"I'll give you a goose crown on your head, a topaz goose crown." The goose took off the crown and threw it to little yellow Cat. It fell at little Yellow Cat's feet.

"I love your lovely mouth, your singing mouth." "Said the yellow Cat.

"I will give you a lovely mouth, a mouth that can sing well." Goose's beak was at the yellow cat's feet again.

"I love your fine feet."

The soles of the goose's feet left the goose's body. All that was left of the goose was its naked body.

"I love your white, tender, naked body." "Said the yellow Cat.

"I give you a white, tender, naked body. The goose rolled up to the yellow cat with its naked body.

Yellow Cat was very sad. His heart was almost broken. Goose gave him everything he wanted, he had everything he loved, and there was no more Goose!

"Where are you, little girl in white?" The yellow cat walked home dejectedly. Tears filled his eyes as the child hugged him and teased him.

The next day, the little yellow cat could not help himself. He went to the pond again to see the feathers, the eyes, the goose's crown and so on. Very happy, I saw the goose swimming in the pond again, clear singing, elegant posture, no different from before.

The little yellow cat asked Goose, "Yesterday you gave me everything you had, and I can't thank you enough. But where are you hiding yourself, my dear little girl?"

"Please don't talk about love any more. Yesterday's trick has been played, there is no need to play again. We'd better be friends from now on." Goose corrected her name naturally.

"Just friends?" "Asked the yellow Cat, disappointed.

"Yesterday's trick taught us that we can only be friends. When it comes to love, I'm sorry, but you can't have my love."

Yellow Cat finally failed.