In this mountain far from the city, it is almost isolated from the world, and there is neither radio nor newspaper. Many daily necessities are brought by people. Day after day, year after year.
The virgin forest, which has been sleeping for thousands of years, was finally awakened by the sound of guns building roads. Towering trees were ruthlessly laid down, huge stones were blasted by gunfire, and rubble fell from the sky. People hid in bunkers one after another, and those who couldn't escape grabbed an explosive box and put it on their heads.
As the sun sets, the people who call it a day drag their tired bodies home. A deer caught my attention and I couldn't chase it. I picked up a stone and threw it out, thinking, "Run for your life, poor little thing." But the deer just moved gently, without any intention of running away. I walked by strangely. This is a young deer that has not been weaned. One of its legs was tightly pressed by the fallen tree trunk, and its body was injured by falling rocks in many places. It has long been unable to struggle. Under the strong artillery fire, the doe gave up on herself and ran for her life. I took the deer back to my residence, tried my best to bring out the best food, and finally saved it. In more than a month, the deer grew up a lot, and beautiful dark flowers grew on its smooth fur. I stay with it day and night because it enriches my lonely life and dispels my homesickness.
Maternal love in the world is great and sincere, and animals' emotions are not worse than people's. The doe found her fawn by instinct. Late at night, the sound of a doe came from a distant mountain, as if to say, "My child, where are you?" . Every time I hear the doe's cry, the deer gets restless. I didn't think so at first, but the trail of the doe is getting closer and closer. The sad neighing of horses is heartbreaking. It clearly says, "Give me back my child, please, give it back to me." "I saved the deer, more than a month's time, I spent a lot of effort. It is my spiritual sustenance, it is so lovely, and I certainly won't let it go because of it.
But the doe clearly knows the position of her "beloved son" and is getting more and more fierce. It seems that this deer can't be kept any more. This is the best policy. I called a small wooden box, punched some air holes and put the deer in. I'm going to take the deer home the next morning as the most precious gift for my distant relatives. Everything is ready until dawn.
A sad deer chirp woke me up from my dream. The doe seems to know that she will say goodbye to Aiko forever. She came again, begging her son, expressing grievances and demonstrating. In an instant, my conscience found that I picked up the deer and walked in the direction where the doe brayed, but I didn't want to give it back, just wanted to let the "mother and son" see one last time.
It rained harder and harder, and the forest was dark. A tall deer screamed and ran to me. The deer in her arms was restless and tried to break free, trying to jump into her mother's arms. My heart is racing with nervousness. Although I saved the deer, at this moment, the doe did not come to thank her, but seemed to be coming to me in despair. I am very confused. I held the deer in my arms and turned to leave. Bang bang bang-several thunderous gunshots rang in my ears. I saw the tall body of the doe fall down. It all happened in a flash, which made me stupefied. The deer broke free and disappeared into the dark forest. I really don't know what I did to let the deer witness his mother being shot. Is there anything more cruel in the world?
Any animal has its own natural enemies, but people are their same natural enemies. For them, the "two-legged" natural enemy is more cunning and ferocious than the four-legged natural enemy. Yes, while developing modern civilization, mankind has also dispersed disasters in the world.
For several days, my heart has been very sad. I can't see the lovely deer during the day, and I can't hear the whining of the doe looking for the child at night. Everything is just a nightmare. I looked everywhere and left my footprints everywhere, but I didn't see the deer. At this moment, I understood the whine of the doe.
It's all over, everything is calm. At the weekend, I cleaned up my house. I looked under the bed, startled, and tears welled up in my eyes. A skinny deer curled up with big eyes. It's dead, and it's dead in the pain of missing its mother infinitely. From its round eyes, I clearly saw its incomprehension, fear and anger towards human beings. If the poacher is the murderer, then I am undoubtedly an accomplice!
Now more than 20 years have passed. Every time I come to the zoo, I feel guilty when I see and hear the lively and lovely deer. This reminds me of deer.
It would be great if all mankind loved all living things.
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