The cat's pretty little place. The place that heals the cat's wounds. I don't know why the cat feels hurt every day. Not interested in life. Feeling that people around are bland. No one can heal these wounds. Luckily, in the summer of July, the scorching heat rises. The cat meets a place that makes the cat feel happy every day. They are really warm, caring for everyone. They do small things but are lovely and delicate. But a happy family together. Grateful for them coming into my life. But a song lyric: "You are the sunshine of life"; "If you don't love me, who will you love?" Without them, I don't know how to love anyone, thanks to them, I live more emotionally. They are the ones who light up my life, accepting a stupid, clumsy person like a cat. My literature cannot fully express the feelings I have for them.