My grandson has a kitten. The kitten has white and black fur and greenish eyes. My grandson loves playing with it. He named it Vivi. Vivi is beautiful. It is our pet.とは 意味・読み方・使い方

My grandson has a kitten. The kitten has white and black fur and greenish eyes. My grandson loves playing with it. He named it Vivi. Vivi is beautiful. It is our pet.

My grandson has a kitten. The kitten has white and black fur and greenish eyes. My grandson loves playing with it. He named it Vivi. Vivi is beautiful. It is our pet.

"I just wish that I could be with you forever and always," replied the little black rabbit.

"Aww, what a cute puppy. What's his name?" "Pochi." "Hey, Pochi! Shake. Shake!" "He doesn't know how to shake hands yet." "Oh. Can I try hugging him?" "Sure."

One morning, as the fox cub was making to leave the den, she suddenly called out "Ah!" and ran tripping and tumbling back to her mother, a paw pressed over one eye. "Mommy, something's got into my eye! Get it out, get it out!"

"Who do you belong to?" Wrapped around his feet was a small cat. It was a fluffy grey striped cat.

Seeing trees verdant with young leaves, birds singing in the trees, and children playing on the lawn—how keenly I wished to live!

The chicks hatched in April have also become 5 months old. Their bodies are about the same size as their parents, about the only difference is that the roosters have smaller crests than their father.

"Aiko loves to take a bath. At bedtime, her eyes widen if her father takes her to bed because she thinks her father is the one who plays with her. So, her mother must put her to bed."

The three animals tried to help the old man, the monkey using its ability to climb to collect fruit and nuts, and the fox catching fish in the stream to bring to him.

At night she used to dream of the country and the field of daisies and the apple trees dancing in the moonlight.

At night, she used to dream of the country and the field of daisies and the apple trees dancing in the moonlight.

"Oh let's!" said the little black rabbit and with a hop, skip, and a jump, he sailed right over the little white rabbit's back.

"Aww, what a cute baby. What's her name?" "Rina." "Hey Rina, peek-a-boo! Look, she smiled. Can I hold her?" "Sure."

Day followed day, each one a little different from the once before...but the Little House stayed just the same.

Nobita is someone who can bestow happiness upon others and shoulder their misfortunes. That is, for a human, an extremely valuable trait. He'll probably make you happy, too.

The monkey, who came from the mountain to play in the village, picked up a red candle. There aren't many red candles. So the monkey thought of it as a firework. He brought it back to the mountain with care.

"Something happy happened today." "What was it?" "It's a secret." "Huh? Didn't you want me to ask you?" "Yeah."

"'Fox's wedding'." "Er ...?" "Today, with an 81 percent likelihood, it will be clear skies but, depending on location, there will be sun showers."

Since there are rice paddies near my house, I often hear frogs croaking all night long this time of year.

With their fur coats tinged full of glistening silver and their shadows imbued with cobalt, the two foxes returned back to the forest under the moonlit night.

There once was a tiny sprite, much loved by children. She would frolic with the birds and the beasts in the forest, and sing songs, or play her flute; sometimes, she would visit the village, where the humans lived, and cavort with her favorite boys and girls.

There once was a little spirit that the children loved. Usually in the forest he would sing his songs and play the flute and mess about with the birds and other such beasts. At times he would come out to the village where the people lived and play with the children he liked.

Mother urged my sister earnestly [enthusiastically] to accept the offer of a meeting (with a view to marriage) from the young man whose picture had been laid on the table.

Hanako turned her head towards the wall and began counting: "O—ne, Two—, Three—, Four—, Five—, Six—, Se—ven, Eight—, Nine—, Te... Ready?" "Not yet." "Ready now?" "Ready". She then began to look for her friends who had now hidden themselves in the meantime.

Kareishu is a special smell that comes as old people age. Popular expressions such as: "Ossan kusai" or "Oyaji kusai" (smelly old man) refer to this smell.

"They're stupid children, what a nuisance", she said. I replied praising them: "What are you saying, They're both smart, with a good memory and a promising future"

And then one day the boy came back and the tree shook with joy and she said, "Come, boy, climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and be happy."

Time passed quickly for the Little House as she watched the countryside slowly change with the seasons.

Kinako, an 8-year-old female Labrador retriever, officially started working as a police dog for the Kagawa Prefectural Police on Jan. 6.