I live in a small and beautiful village. In my hometown, every family raises some pigs to make money.
Last year, my family fed two pigs. The white one is called “Mr. White” and the black one is named “Mr black”. They were fat and lovely. And of course I loved them. I couldn’t forget my first time to feed them during last summer holiday .
On that day, I remember mum got some of the mixture of leaves and corn. I carried it to the pigsty. Mr. Black and Mr. white looked at me with loud “Mmm” sound. They were so funny that I couldn’t help laughing. I jumped into the pigsty. They crowded around me, and with their snouts, they smelt my legs, my toes and the bucket.
At first, I was afraid they might bite me. I stood for a moment. They both looked at me and looked worried. I put the food into their stone “bowl”, and they rushed at it. Then they ate it happily. Oh! I nearly forgot the water. After a while, both the food and the water were all gone. They slept in the pigsty.
I think that is the most interesting and exciting thing that happened during my summer holiday.
彭丽萍 湖北省秭归县归州镇初级中学 二(6)班