This is a story about a silly little master raising a proud cat demon Gong.
Xiaomu pointed to the sky and said: "Yarling ball, look, marshmallow."
The ball of wool raised its head proudly, its tail stood straight like a flag, and walked away without looking back.
Xiaomu ran after it pattering.
God is laughing in the sky, why are these marshmallows edible?
He looked at the paved sky. In this nice winter sunshine, it's a good time to take out the quilt you're sleeping on and spread it out in the courtyard to bask in the sun. They have deep and light colors, and the layers are endless as far as the eye can see...