First of all, the cute puppy.
I like you, lovely dog. I like your big bright eyes. They always look at me tenderly. You encouraged me when I met with setbacks. I like you, lovely dog. I like it. Your soft hair always sticks to my face. I touch your warmth all the time. I like you, lovely dog. I hope that your loyalty to your master will always be conscientious and stick to your work. But I will never forget every minute of inspiration you gave me.
Second, the puppy barks.
The puppy barks to prevent thieves. He sleeps when he has nothing to do and is very interested in learning. After several times, he learned very well, sitting, jumping, hugging, grasping and everything. He can also study. MengMeng cried happily, and everyone applauded him.
Third, the puppy.
My eyes, looking straight across the road, can touch the yellow and white puppy. It is as vacant as the wind, squatting on the street corner, thinking about mom, thinking about some, and milk is playing here. Little did the dog know that at this crossroads, its mother was dragged into heaven by the wheel yesterday. All it knows is that it is waiting here. Mom, she will definitely take it home.