My Family's Dashui Guniu Composition

My big buffalo is tall and big, and its fur is grayish brown. The mouth is flat and big, like a dustpan mouth, two big eyes are bulging and full of gods, and a pair of horns on the top of the head bend inward, like an unsealed semicircle. Legs are long and thick. The soles of your feet are wide and thick, so they won't be punctured even if you step on broken glass. The tail is short, but flexible. As soon as mosquitoes and flies landed on their bodies, their tails shook and they were driven away.

It likes eating grass and straw, and also likes eating vegetable leaves, hemp leaves, sorghum leaves, sweet potato vines and so on. When eating, it always smells with its nose, licks with its tongue, and then rolls it into its mouth with its tongue and munches.

When it is free, it always looks lazy. As soon as I finish eating, I will lie down, close my eyes and chew slowly with relish until my mouth is full of white dogs. But at work, it's different. It is not only energetic, but also willing to work hard. It is never lazy and slippery, and it is never like a donkey, shouting and boasting about itself at every turn. One day at noon, it was very hot, and the sun hung overhead like a big fireball, which made people breathless. I thought the buffalo would be too hot to work, so I ran to the field to see it. But look there, it's still pulling the plow. It was covered in pieces of dry mud, panting, with short legs stepping on knee-deep mud, staring at big eyes, and pulling the plow slowly step by step, without any sign of stopping.