I love this book.

The original The hero of the story - Alice, is a naive lovely little girl, she has a cat, called "Dana". She often thought of her lovely cat, and even as she went down the bottomless rabbit hole she thought, "Oh, Dinah will be thinking of me tonight. Will she be given milk at tea at home? My little baby! As for Alice, she thought of her kitten all the time, so much so that she offended the mouse, scared away the bird, and finally was left crying alone. Alice was very kind and brave indeed, and I cannot help but admire her courage in protecting the gardeners when she was about to head them off in the Queen's croquet ground. And it is such a girl, let me think of myself, I have my own dreams, also drunk in the dream of joy or crying. But more want to experience the magical realm in the book. Once thought that the dream is unreachable, because there is always some gap between dream and reality, how far is the fairyland in the dream? When I thought of this, I looked out of the window and saw a moon hanging in the sky. My dream was far away and unreal, but my heart was real. What could I not do if I had a heart? The translation The hero of the story - Alice, is a naive lovely little girl, she has a cat, called "Dana". She often thought of her lovely cat, and even as she went down the bottomless rabbit hole she thought, "Oh, Dinah will be thinking of me tonight. Will she be given milk at tea at home? My little baby! As for Alice, she thought of her kitten all the time, so much so that she offended the mouse, scared away the bird, and finally was left crying alone. Alice was very kind and brave indeed, and I cannot help but admire her courage in protecting the gardeners when she was about to head them off in the Queen's croquet ground. And it is such a girl, let me think of myself, I have my own dreams, also drunk in the dream of joy or crying. But more want to experience the magical realm in the book. Once thought that the dream is unreachable, because there is always some gap between dream and reality, how far is the fairyland in the dream? When I thought of this, I looked out of the window and saw a moon hanging in the sky. My dream was far away and unreal, but my heart was real. What could I not do if I had a heart?