Chapter 31 Okinawa cat

A while ago, I went to Okinawa for the first time in my life.I can see the blue sea from the plane, I have never seen such a beautiful color.A fierce war once took place on this beautiful sea... I got off the plane with mixed feelings.Not long after the car got on the highway, it started to rain.I saw just now that there were cats basking in the sun on the red roof. They looked very cute. Some cats were sitting upright, some were lying on their stomachs, and some were stretching... The rain was still pattering at first, and after a while It turned into crackling, and then it turned into pouring rain.The raindrops were very big and fell with a rush. I had never felt that kind of violent feeling in Tokyo. After all, it was the rain in Nanyang. The so-called "shower" refers to this kind of rain!

As I thought about it, I put my face against the wet car window and looked out, and saw the cats were still on the roof. Oops, it's soaking wet, don't they care? Or come out to travel and learn a lot.Generally speaking, when the raindrops fall, the cat will quickly find a place to hide, but the cats in Okinawa don't seem to care.I asked the person who came to receive us: "Do cats in Okinawa like to get in the rain?" It was a man with dark skin. He looked at me in disbelief and asked me: "I don't think so?" "But, you see, there are cats all over the roof, and they just stay there obediently."

I opened the car window and pointed at the cat on the roof despite being drenched in the rain.Looking along my finger, a cat is sitting upright on the roof.The man looked at it, smiled slightly, and said: "Oh, that's not a cat." "Not a cat?" I was taken aback.There are many animals like that on the roof. They are not cats, but they look exactly like cats, and they like rain. Traveling is really an eye-opener.The man went on to say: "That's a lion. It was fired like tiles on the roof, oh, it can be said to be a decoration, it is the patron saint of people. It is not a cat, nor is it a living thing."

Everyone in the car laughed.Indeed, listening to what he said, it would be strange if it was a living thing that remained motionless in the heavy rain like this.Although I feel strange, but because they are so cute, I still regard them as real cats. The rain stopped in a blink of an eye, and the sky was as blue as washing.We arrived at our destination, and after getting out of the car, I hurried to see those lions up close.Indeed, those were not cats. They looked very solemn, as if they were guarding someone's house.The gentleman who watched with us looked at me sympathetically and said:

"Unfortunately, that's not a cat." "Where is it? I misread it. I'm so sorry." On the highway back, I looked at the rooftops.I now know that those things are fired lions, but from a distance I still think they are cute cats basking in the sun.In Tokyo, where we can only see high-rise apartments, if there is a little lion sitting upright on someone's small roof, how much peace of mind we will feel! It occurred to me that I hadn't seen a cat basking on a roof in decades.