Factories

The Old Man and the cat appeared in front of the office building almost at the same time in the spring of that year. The black fur was draped, and the skinny bones were lonely, and the eyes of seeing people were dodging. The voice was low, pitiful. The cat squatted cautiously at the entrance of the door, bowing back and looking around. The figure flashed, jumped up and ran away, hiding behind the doorpost. After a long time, I sneaked out and continued to squat there. No one likes it because it is a wild cat. I saw black cats every day for one day and two days. After lunch, several male colleagues began to bring some leftovers to feed it. In daily feeding, cats become more and more plump. The hair is moist and black, and the white belly is round. The eyes are getting bigger and bigger, and it is greenish green. The eyes began to look at everyone who went in and out boldly. Meow loudly from time to time, revealing pink gums. With something to eat, there will be hope, and cats will be more and more nostalgic here. Every morning, the cat’s front paws alternate, and the beautiful small body stands straight, squatting quietly at the entrance of the door and hole to welcome the people who go to work. In the class, amuse yourself. Or walking the cat walk gracefully; Or stretching the soft body, rolling on the grass; Or running around the office building. Every evening, the cat squatted at the door again, watching the people off duty. In the evening, the whole office building became its world. The paper basket on the corridor was turned over. I also know that I went to sleep on the stool in the conference room. Everyone started to treat black cats as colleagues from hate and drive to accept and play. I was afraid of cats and dogs, so I walked around her quickly. Time flies. Summer and Winter, a Spring Festival is coming. Finish the last day’s work. After passing the door after work, I saw the cat squatting there listlessly, no more Mimi yelling. Looking at everyone walking out of the office building aimlessly, he was a little happy. On the first day of work after the Spring Festival, the cat welcomed everyone who came in and jumped happily. This winter, the gate of the office building changed direction, and the original gate was closed. On the day the door was closed, the cat went somewhere. I thought she didn’t know the new gate and wouldn’t come again. That morning, walking through the parking lot and entering the new gate, I saw a small, fat, straight body with alternate front paws, squatting gracefully and quietly. The green eyes stared at everyone who entered. For the first time, I smiled at this cat. But it ignored me. All the colleagues who came in paid attention to the cat. I know that cats already belong here. Stick to your own style and do your own things. Time will give you what you need. This is to stick to it. Everyone said it was difficult to stick to it, and this black cat did it. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…