My Laifu

During the confused graduation season, a pony named Laifu accidentally broke into my life. It is timid and clingy, silently accompanying me through countless sleepless nights, and curing my depression with its clumsy tenderness. From an ignorant little puppy to a gentle mother dog, Laifu has grown up with me, and I have also witnessed the transformation of its life. We are no longer owners and pets, but family members who light up each other. It turns out that the best blessing is that it comes to me with its tail wagging, and stays with me warmly year after year.