It is a good artical and helpful for me to read it.There is a short story as followsI QIAO Gang and breakfast, we are slowly drinking the last cup of coffee. We see that for the first time that two coyotes is at this time. They stood there all alone, we looked at the cabins. They must be the smell of cooking meat we. In winter, snow is very difficult to find food. We feel sorry for them. Joe's soft-hearted that they would like to eat. "Go," I said, "to throw them some meat. But I dare say they will not eat. Ranchers often as coyotes have been put down the poison meat. Take the initiative to their food, they will not Believe. " But Joe was cut off two pieces of meat, went out. At first, two coyotes that did not make concessions. Joe from them about 30 yards away. After that, they are eager to slowly return to the jungle. They fear too afraid to swing posture, but they are too hungry and want to go. Joe will be meat on the snow began to return to the cabin. He left back to the track and a half, two coyotes on the run to that side of the meat. Two of the wolf quickly Diaoqi a piece of meat, ran into the jungle. Joe and I have to Wyoming Gold Rush. Proper winter approaches, we found the cabin. Where we can from the cold north wind and snow of the attack. Cabins located in a foot of the mountains. We can see a radius of several miles, but no matter how many do. Is as quiet and lonely, we often say that the coyotes call, to accompany us around. We often hear their voices, until the sun rises. They began to call often with screams, followed by a loud voice. Their bark is always to say the Pathetique and the end of the long roar. In all roaming the Great Plains in wild animals, I like coyotes. Like those cunning little coyotes is very easy thing. When winter's night when the sun, you will always hear their voices, their love of the earth songs. Joe and I am pleased that two coyotes, we have not forgotten. They slip along the river hunting. Our cabin is on that path in the vicinity. In the morning when they pass by to stop and always will be. Like I said, that in winter they are very difficult to find food. They have to hunt those animals are safe to stay under the snow cave. Two coyotes were under the thick fur has become thin skinny. That wolf head a large public, but also a little timid. That she-wolf head is very small, very brave. No matter when we see them, small-she-wolf always take the lead. That the public is often a wolf in the distance stood a few steps behind. She-wolf may be too hungry and not afraid of it. She-wolf that has no dog around us, we know that it will not hurt. However, when approached the cabin when the she-wolf, the wolf is always the public to stay behind. From about 20 yards from the door, she-wolf would often stop, that would not normally cross the line, just before and after running a small, until we opened the door. Or whether it is Joe, I always come out with food. She-wolf back often, there waiting. Public possession of a wolf into the back of a bush. They always wait until the cabin door closed, and then ran towards the food. But they always share the two. Two coyotes were raised after the sun has just come to our side of the cabin, which always seems tired. They had been hunting along the river. When they get there, had to watch out for the under-off of food poisoning, as well as guns and traps. One morning in March, our friends do not come coyotes. We are worried, we are in for a whole day to the side of the river looked, we hope that they will appear. However, the advent of night, we did not see them. The other night, called coyotes. However, two of our friends coyotes no response. The next morning, we have repeatedly come to the window, we believe that what happened must be ugly. It was a cloudy, gray morning. Snow melting away, the wind whistling through the bushes. We are quietly eating breakfast. Joe was very sad. He has been with the two coyotes that established a friendship like that now drawing to a close friendship. From the wind, and when I looked out the window when something caught my attention. "Look, Joe!" I cried, "I guess you see what? That the low-lying areas there!" Joe ran to the door, and cried: "Yes they are! Hurry up!" We are running out. I even do not wear hats. Our coyotes are struggling to come to the cabin. We soon see that they have exhausted the two. That little she-wolf dragged a terrible folder steel, the steel folder Li Chi bite into it a leg. However, it is not a health became critical. It's that bit his teeth with steel chains folder, then drag it to help it through the heavy stuff bushes. They approached me right? We are good friends. We are not afraid of them. They certainly know that we will help them. When we approached, they stopped. That the public back to the wolf into a bush. That is, but she-wolf standing there watching us, it's tired eyes shining. "It might bite you all at once. It's legs looked really bad," I warned Joe said. Joe down, clinging to its hairy neck, it said, then gently. He said: "It started to dispose of that clip. Shuapi Qi it is, I have to do that." When I removed the clip, it would certainly hurt it, but only a small coyotes have not done anything. We have returned to the cabin, with two coyotes are over. She-wolf walked to the front again. It limped to skip the three legs. We put them eating out of food. After they left. Since then, we have seen two coyotes on the number of times less. Spring has arrived, and change their habits in the winter. They are preparing to build a new home. Joe and I had to re-enter the work. Once again, we had to find gold, only to the cabin as a place to sleep. Because there is no snow, so we are not able to see traces of coyotes. Stop the spring, are beginning to pan-green bushes. One day later at night, we heard a whisper of doubt in the door. I jumped out of bed, looked to the outside, and saw the moonlight, we stand little coyotes. It's a what its beak. At first I thought it was a rabbit, only to see it is a small mouth Langzai. It entered the cabin, carefully Langzai small on the ground. Joe suddenly cried: "It hurt! Its paw is bleeding." He picked up only Langzai, only looked at the injured paw. I have hot water side. "It does not matter. It is like what falls on its claws," he said. However, it will be the mother of it to us here, we want to do something. As a result, we will do all we can to help. As we cleaned with soap and water to its hoof, it's mother, motionless. It is called Wu Wu, it seemed that it was a reminder that we must hurry up. We also remember, but has to go. Joe will be small Langzai on the ground. It will be the mother of the title in its mouth, into the silver in the moonlight.________________________________________
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