It was a pony that inherited her mother's white mane. Perhaps it was the other party's genes that prevented her from inheriting her mother's pure white mane. Instead, she had some black patterns on her body.
The moonlight shone on Xiao Ma and Mian Mian. The senior sister stroked Mian Mian's head and encouraged Xiao Ma to stand up.
Li Changhong forgot how long it had been, but in short, Xiao Ma successfully stood up. The horse tremblingly approached Mianmian and took its first mouthful of breast milk.
The senior sister's hands were covered with filth left over from the birth, but she didn't dislike it at all. She tiredly wiped the sweat from her forehead and turned to ask Li Changhong: "Junior brother, what do you think the pony should be called?"
Li Changhong approached the pony and stretched out his hand to touch this soft life. Seeing that the senior sister did not stop him, he put it on the pony. He stroked the black lines and said, "laurel tree... Moonlight... Call it the moon."
Purpose: Learning to say goodbye is a very important lesson in life