夜,很美很美。四周,不时传来鸟叫声。月光下,小猫花花默默地坐在椅子上,手里紧握着一张写满字的纸,脸上的表情有些严肃,眉头也紧锁着,似乎在等待着什么的到来。伴随着时间的流逝,她终于深深地叹了口气,嘴里还小声地念着:“妈妈。”眼角,已有些湿润;思绪,也不知不觉飘向了远方…… Night, beautiful and beautiful. Around, from time to time heard the birds. Moonlight, the kitten spent silently sitting on a chair, holding a piece of paper in his hand, his face a bit serious, frowning, and seemed to be waiting for something to come. With the passage of time, she finally sighed deeply, his mouth still whispered: “mother ” "corner of the eye, has some moist; thoughts, but also unknowingly drifting into the distance ...