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- I slept all the time, and if I hadn't been bitten by a fly, I might have slept for ever.Forgive me for using the term“flies”, I do not know their names;they look like little green butterfly, very beautiful, but the behavior than flies also hate several times; a lot of, each hand up a bunch of green leaves.
- The body is very stiff, because I was sleeping on the”ground", the cat's speech probably no " bed " the word.One hand hit the green fly, one hand rub the body, eyes patrol around.There's nothing to see in the House.Bed nature is the land, which put the most important thing in the bedroom has been omitted.I hope to find a basin, good to wash the body, hot sweat has soaked me for half a day overnight.I didn'tThings can not see, had to look at the walls and the roof, all made of mud, without any decoration.The house is surrounded by a cloud of stench.There is a three-foot-high hole in the wall, a door; the window, if it must be, is it.
My pistol was neither taken by the cat nor lost on the road, it was all a miracle.Take the gun, I climbed out of the hole.The house was in a forest-probably the piece I saw last night-the leaves were very dense, the sun was very strong and could not pass through, and the sun was still covered by Ash.No wonder cats have good eyesight.The forest is not cool, steaming hot, the sun is not visible, but the heat seems to be wrapped in ash; no wind.
I went to see, hoping to find a water spring, or a river, to wash the body.Can't find;just met leaves, moisture, stink.
- The cat is sitting on a tree.Of course he saw me.But when I saw him, he hid in the leaves.It made me angry.There's no reason to treat guests like this:no matter what you eat, no matter what you drink, just give me a smelly room.I admit that I am his guest, I did not mean to come here, he invited me to come.Better be polite, I think.He went up to the top of the tree.I climbed up to the tree, holding a large branch of the strong shake.He said, I don't know what he said, but I stopped shaking.I jumped and waited for him.He seemed to know that he could not escape, sipping his ear, like a defeated cat, slowly coming down.I pointed to the mouth, back to the back of the neck, lips open and closed a few times, to eat and drink.He understood, pointed to the tree.I thought it was to eat fruit; the cat people may not eat food, I'm smart to guess.There is no fruit in the tree.He climbed up the tree again, pulling four or five leaves under the tiny heart, put one in his mouth, and put them all on the ground, pointing at me, pointing at the leaves.
- I couldn't bear to feed the sheep;I didn't go over and take the leaves.The cat's face is very ugly, it seems to be angry.Why he is angry, I naturally can not think:why I am angry, he also can not think.I see that, if such a dispute continue, there must be no good results, and there is no meaning, no one does not understand who.
- 6.
- Three or four months of work, I learned the cat.Malay words can be learned in half a year, and the cat language is much simpler.Four or five hundred words back and forth can say everything.Naturally many things and the truth is that can not be so clear, cat people have a way: do not speak.Adjectives and adverbs are not many, and nouns are not rich.Those who like The Lost Tree is the Lost Tree: big Lost Tree, small Lost Tree, round lost tree, pointed Lost Tree, ocean Lost Tree, ocean lost tree...... in fact, this is not the same tree.The leaves of the misty tree are the babies that can anesthetize people.It is not necessary to use synonyms, and it is not necessary to use synonyms at all.A very childish language.In fact, just remember some nouns enough to talk, the verb is probably can help with the gesture.They also have words, some small tower-like things, it is not easy to recognize; ordinary cat people can only remember at most a dozen.
The big scorpion--that's my cat friend's name--knows a lot of words and makes poetry.Put some nice nouns in one place, without any simple thought, can become a cat poem.Baby leaf baby flower baby mountain baby cat baby belly...this is the big scorpion's "read history sense".Cat people have a history, more than 20,000 years of civilization.I'll talk, I understand everything.The Scorpion is an important figure in the cat kingdom, a landowner and politician, a poet and an officer.The big landlord, because he has a large fan tree, fan leaves are food for cat people.Why he raised me, and this fan leaves a great relationship.According to him, he took out a few pieces of history to testify-books are made of stone, two feet square and a half inch to a thick piece, there are ten very complex words on each piece-five hundred years ago, they are farming grain, do not know what the name of the fan leaves.Suddenly a foreigner brought it to the Cat Country.At first, only the upper-class people could afford to eat, and then they carried the lost trees, so everyone was addicted.In less than fifty years, the people who do not eat it are the exception.How comfortable it is to eat many leaves, how easy; but there is one, after eating, although the spirit, but the hands and feet do not move, so the land is not planted, and the work is not done, we idle up.The government decreed a ban on eating again.On the first day of the order, the Empress had beaten the emperor with three Jaws-a large Scorpion and a piece of history-and the emperor was in tears.In the afternoon of the same day, another order was issued: set fan leaves as "national food".In the history of the cat there is no more honorable and benevolent than this matter, said the great Scorpion.
- The progress of the cat kingdom has accelerated several times over the past 400 years since it became a national food.Eat a lot of leaves do not like the physical work, nature can be more spiritual cause.Poetry, for example, is much more progressive than it has been before; for 20,000 years, none of the poets have used”baby belly."