我上气不接下气地跑回了家,立即把他栽进了花盆里才脱险。后来我再次从那个花坛边经过,注意到花坛里种的低矮灌木,好像都是米兰,难怪那天老太太说我偷花。“我讨厌人家把我和黄杨比。”米拉拉很不高兴,“那不是米兰,那是黄杨,他虽然和我们很像,可他怎么能和我兰带走?”“当然了 I ran back home and breathlessly, and immediately put him into a pot to get out of danger. Later, I passed by the flowerbed again. I noticed that the low bushes in the flower beds are all Milan. No wonder the old lady said that I stole flowers. “I hated people comparing me to Huang Yang.” Mirara was not happy. “It wasn’t Milan. It was Huang Yang. Although he was like us, how could he take with me?” "Of course.