安德鲁老了,就像那时的爷爷一样。它的眼睛开始变得浑浊,嘴巴周围的一圈毛变得花白,身上的皮毛也不再有光泽,渐渐变成了秋天干枯落叶的颜色。但安德鲁却始终保持着那个习惯,每天傍晚五点钟,无论刮风下雨,它都会准时从家里出发,去散步。它会穿过五个车辆汹涌的十字路口,绕上一个大 Andrew is old, just like grandpa at the time. Its eyes began to become muddled, a circle of hair around the mouth became white, the body’s fur is no longer shiny, gradually become the color of the autumn dry leaves. But Andrew has always maintained that habit, every day at five o’clock in the afternoon, no matter the wind and rain, it will be on time from home to go for a walk. It crosses the turbulent crossroads of five vehicles, winding up a large one