Mao Wuwei came to the cold room skating rink. The ice covered the ground. Although it has not completely melted, winter has really come.

The cat was helpless and weak, and said:

"Open the cat's chest, straighten the cat's spine, and do it without flinching or feeling any discomfort."

This breath is different from when I first went out a few days ago. It seems that I have to make up my mind and take a few deep breaths.

The cold spread directly from the cat's incompetent nose to the cat's incompetent lungs, and then returned to the cat's incompetent normal state.

Breathe in as much as you want, pause for as long as the cat feels flustered, and then breathe again. Winter is a season of wisdom and care, surrounded by worries all day long.

With the desire to resist, Mao Wenwei's neck was only filled with cold air, so Mao Wenwei tightened his belt and rubbed his sore ears and red nose with his hands. Mao Wenwei still remembered that it was also this season that year,

The sun shines silvery white.

A few friends are skating, and their cat Miss has a gold nail. They bring a box of sesame oil to the foundation of each house where the cat passes by, and make it a souvenir to show off as an ice cat?

The cats don't know what gold is. As long as they see the luster of gold or silver, the cats will chisel it out, and finally put it together and burn it on the fire. Many times, instead of worrying and worrying about it all day, it is better to

The anger is hidden deep so that the cat can live without worries.

Yesterday, Mao Wenwen went to visit relatives. The plum blossoms at Aunt Cat's house were also very beautiful.

If the cats can't think of anything, videotape them.

Last night, Mao Wuwei listened to the gentle wind and rain, hugged his chest and looked at the plum blossoms.

The cat cannot feel the warmth of winter, but it is only three times better than the snowflakes. "The poem Mao takes its meaning and permeates its tranquility, and the fragrance and bitterness permeate the heart and spleen."

In the afternoon, the nasal cavity seems to be open, and I usually breathe alternately from left to right.

Now, this is a big breath, and the cat's impotent heart and spleen can't feel the cold or warmth.

The nose bones seem to be crawling with insects of different shapes. Washing the face over and over again is like a romantic ballet danced by the spring breeze. The preliminary exploration of the branches and the even casting of the glaze are quite like the shoulder blades of the dance department.

Even if Cat Incompetent wants to go there now, I'm afraid Cat Incompetent will have to take a few more looks.

The alley is wet and cold, and there is always a hint of chill in it, which is suitable for cats to take a rest. There are very few cats in the long and deep skating rink, and it will definitely not dare to walk on the skating rink for too long.

Horror stories from childhood, and the oppressive feeling of two melting glacial walls collapsing while walking.

During the day, it really stands out.

The cat kingdom in front of the door protects the little frozen stone lions, the stone rollers used by the cats to sit and chat, the stacked stone slabs, and the simple elegance seen in the eyes cannot be sad. Those cats that have been baptized by time seem to be worthy of praise.

Perhaps this is a modest way of saying it, admonishing the next cat to learn from the experience and lessons of the previous cat and build on the past. The rare feeling of boredom allows the cat to completely relax physically and mentally.

Everything the cat can do needs to be done carefully, and when speaking and doing things, it requires careful thinking, which means that the cat has lost interest and novelty.

This kind of hobby should come from temperament, just like, without any reason, without outline, without weight, the joy of skating easily. Some cats may say, what does a cat skating feel like?

Instead, it's a familiar fate.

Smell the ice and mud, and you can imagine the scenery outside at this moment, and you can see it without your eyes. The sweet and peaceful mind and body seem as soft as a baby sleeping, flowing slowly, passing time, as if there are raindrops

fell on its face.

Looking around, Cat Incompetent has some kind words to share with cats.

The cat's impotent heart is stirring, and the spring breeze is rippling, passing through the fantasy of winter and reaching the lazy light of summer.

The whole body of the cat was aching, and he was skating. When a faint call came from dusk, the cat was alone, curled up on the unfathomable skating rink, skating gently, hiding the heart of the cat in the bottom of his heart, unwilling to reveal it to other cats.

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Like a spider, the cat can't speak to the quiet fields, the quiet haze, the silent yellow dew, and the soft canal water under its feet. The sound of skating at the "Yapou" comes again, and the cat's incompetent tears are scattered like broken pearls.

If it weren't for stubbornness and self-esteem, Cat Incompetent would definitely turn around and fall into that hug without hesitation. In Cat Incompetent's subconscious, from a gentle word born from Cat Incompetent's carefree palm, happiness

Skating cat.

When the skater passes by Cat Incompetent's ear, Miss Cat passes gently, and even the ugliest Miss Cat will instantly hatch into a cat-loving princess under the happiness of countless sunshine. In the henna-dyed childhood, Cat Incompetent

The incompetent companions of cats, who look like green plums, often play with mud and insects in the shade of trees, or play with mud and water by ditches.

When the firewood and thick smoke brought the fragrance of rice, Uncle Yang, who was wearing civilized glasses next door, shouted to his daughter: "The cat's spirit, the cat's spirit over and over again, this gentle and affectionate return call will slowly turn into the cat's incompetence."

The ears and eyes fall on the cat's little heart with winter-like sweetness, making the cat envious thousands of times.

The cat couldn't help but patted its mouth and licked its lips.

The cat was incompetent and returned home happily. He looked at the cheerleader with a face like a sunflower and waited for the cheerleader to shout out in the same way. Unexpectedly, it was the working cat who looked stubborn and determined: "Dead cat"

Wuwei, the cat Wuwei has been playing all day. It’s time to go out!
Chapter completed!