Stories about people caring for animals
One night at the end of the 20th century, when I saw this earth-shattering scene from Hunan Satellite TV, I couldn't help crying!
This is a true story. The story takes place in Qinghai province in the west, a desert area that is extremely short of water. Here, the water consumption per person per day is strictly limited to less than three kilograms, and it has to be transported from far away by the garrison. Daily drinking, washing, washing vegetables and washing clothes, including feeding animals, depend on these three pounds of precious water.
People can't live without water, and livestock can't live without water. They are thirsty! Finally, one day, an old cow, who has always been regarded as simple and honest, was so thirsty that he broke free from the reins and forcibly broke into the only road that the waterwheel had to pass through in the desert. Finally, the military vehicle carrying water came, and the old cow quickly rushed to the road with incredible discrimination, and the military vehicle came to an abrupt end. The old cow stood in front of the car in silence, letting the driver scold and drive away, refusing to move half a step. Five minutes later, the two sides are still deadlocked. Soldiers carrying water have encountered cows blocking water before, but they are not as stubborn as this cow. People and cattle are wasting away like this, which finally causes traffic jams. The driver behind began to swear and even tried to light a fire to drive away, but the old cow was unmoved.
Later, the owner of the cow came, and the angry owner raised his whip and hit the thin cow on the back. The cow was beaten and cried, but it still refused to get out of the way. Blood gurgled out, dyed the whip red, and the shrill cry of the old cow blended with the cold wind in the desert, which was particularly tragic. The water truck on the side cried, and so did the swearing driver. Finally, the water truck said, "Let me break the rules once, and I am willing to accept a punishment." He took out half a basin of water from the waterwheel-just about 3 Jin-and put it in front of the cow.
Surprisingly, the old cow didn't drink the water she struggled out of, but looked up at the sunset as if calling for something. A calf ran behind the sand not far away. The injured old cow lovingly watched the calf drink water greedily, sticking out its tongue and licking its eyes. In silence, people saw tears in the eyes of mother and son. Without waiting for the host to shout, they turned their heads and walked slowly back in silence.
One night at the end of the 20th century, when I saw this heart-wrenching scene on TV, I remembered the poverty and embarrassment at home when I was a child, and my miserable mother who worked in the countryside so far. Like many viewers in front of the TV, I shed tears.
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Responder: Royal Eagle Ancient Art-Magic Apprentice Level 1 2009- 10-7 15:03
The son saw a little earthworm crawling alone and asked his mother, "Mom, the little earthworm is so poor. Where is its mother? "
Mom: "son, his mother went to work to earn money to pay tuition for the little earthworm."
Son: "What about his father?"
Mother: "His father went into the hair salon with someone else."
Son: "Does his father have a haircut, too? But they don't have long hair? "
Mother: "No! His father went fishing for a mermaid with someone else! "
Son: "Does my father fish mermaids, too?"
Mother: "that damn fool doesn't fish!" " "
Son: "But I have never seen my father bring me a mermaid to eat? I want to eat a mermaid, too. "
Mother: "Oh, that's because your father was tired of playing with mermaids and then let go!" " "
Son: "mom, dad really loves small animals!" " "
Today I'm going to tell you a story about me and my kitten. It is said that there is a white wild cat in my community. My mom said it's been two years. This wild cat has been in the community and often has something to eat from a kind aunt, so this big white cat is not hungry. Niu Niu, I have loved small animals since I was a child, so it has never happened that I hurt little wildcats.
"Let me ask you a question, big white cat", "Go ahead", big white cat said with a slight disdain. Stop! It seems that you don't take my girl seriously! "How to clean after defecation?" I asked this question with expression, and the big white cat suddenly got a little angry and thought I was laughing at it. "I use branches and floors, which are quite clean anyway. How can it be? "
Twenty years ago, I studied in the Chinese Department of Correspondence College of China Renmin University. Professor Lu Di is my teacher of the history of China literature and my supervisor of my graduation thesis.
Starting from 1989, she and several classmates and friends organized the China Society for the Protection of Small Animals. The Association was formally approved by the Ministry of Agriculture of China and the Ministry of Civil Affairs of China in February 1992. Since then, it has resolutely embarked on a road to protect and rescue abandoned and destroyed small animals.
She also embarked on a road full of contradictions and difficulties.
Nearly 10 years passed, and I never saw her again.
In the early summer of 2002, I suddenly received a phone call from her in the office, saying that she wanted to talk to me about the protection of small animals.
I didn't go for various reasons.
In July of that year, there was a heavy rain in Beijing. The rainstorm destroyed the house built by China Society for the Protection of Small Animals in Xiyuhe Base, Yongfeng Township, Haidian District. Hundreds of cats and dogs have nowhere to live, and more than 100 of them have moved to Teacher Lu Di's house. Some enthusiastic people have reflected this situation to the Beijing Youth Daily news hotline. My young colleague Wang Wei answered the phone and went to Teacher Lu Di's house.
When Wang Wei's interview report was published in the newspaper, I felt "relieved" and secretly thanked my young colleagues for doing what Teacher Lu Di had hoped me to do.
In a blink of an eye, the Spring Festival of the Year of the Sheep has arrived. When the phone calls and messages of blessing kept coming, I thought of my teacher. I also called Mr. Lu Di to wish a happy holiday.
After putting the phone down, I decided to listen to her opinion, whether I could really help her or not.
No one can live up to the teacher's expectations.
At the appointed time, I knocked on her door at the National People's Congress.
It was herself who came out. A head of gray hair, bent torso, dragging a broken leg, and an old blue sweater with a birdbath collar loosely covered her thin upper body. Very happy and affectionate, but she won't let me into her house.
"You can't stand the smell of the room. Let's go to the coffee shop in the contemporary mall and talk. " The contemporary mall is opposite the main entrance of the National People's Congress.
I just noticed a coat on her left arm.
I said, "Teacher Lu, you don't have to go to the coffee shop. I don't mind ... "
She thought for a moment and said, then let's go to the association office.
■ These behaviors actually reflect the collapse of the spiritual kingdom of some people in our nation after the improvement of material life.
There is a white "noodle" parked under her window, which is the only car of the Small Animal Protection Association. We stood on the steps at the entrance of the building waiting for the driver. Suddenly, there was a noise in the window next to me. I turned my head and saw a monkey in the window, watching us from behind the barbed wire.
Teacher Lu's face suddenly burst into a cheerful smile: "It's called Cang Cang. I saved it from the official garden market. It's a female macaque. It has been in my home for more than five years. "
She talked to me about this monkey, from the driver to the car and the road.
1997 In the summer, one day, a foreign friend called me and said that someone was beating monkeys in the official garden market. I brought two members and will go right away. Ash was locked in a small flat iron cage, curled up, and there was no room to turn around. He has an iron ring around his neck and an iron chain on it. The chain was pulled out of the hole at the top of the cage and hung on the branch of a tree. Sitting next to the cage are two young men with big arms and round waist, so close together, holding slingshots in their hands, facing the sky, one bullet after another, one bullet after another. With a bullet, I screamed and got a bag on my body. Many people look around. I squeezed into the circle, took out my papers and said to the two boys, "I'm from the Small Animal Protection Association. What does this monkey do? " "It was sold by others." "Then why did you hit it?" "fun." "How would you feel if someone beat you for no reason and took pleasure in your painful crying?" They all ran away. I was just about to take the monkey away when the seller came and quit. I said to him, "Do you know that macaques are national second-class protected animals? Is it illegal to sell macaques?" Let's go to the public security bureau! "As soon as he softened, he said," This monkey is also sold by others. Well, I don't want money. You can take this broken cage away. "I gave him 200 yuan because I saw his miserable face. Let him write a written statement and promise not to do such a thing in the future.
I squatted down and opened the door of the cage. The person next to him shouted, "Don't open it!" I felt terrible at that time, and I didn't think much. As soon as the cage door opened, Greyhound suddenly jumped on me and put his hands around my neck. The person next to him shouted, "Let go quickly, it will bite you!" " "It didn't. It knows I'm here to save it. I just held it, rented a van and pulled it back.
I have never had a monkey before. I didn't know it was so naughty: I went to the top cabinet of the study, opened the door and turned out the photo album. I don't know what the standard is, some photos are put aside, and some are, wow-torn (Teacher Lu said while laughing). It passed through my book again and echoed on the swing on the refrigerator door ... A few days later, I put it in a cage and sent it to the zoo. When I got to the place, I put the cage on the ground. It reached out from the cage and hugged my neck, but it never let go. The doctor at the zoo veterinary hospital told me that monkeys live in groups, and if "outsiders" enter their territory, they will be killed. So I got the gray one back.
With the money from my son, I occupied half a cabin outside the balcony of my room, which was specially for gray people. Between it and the window of our room, I installed barbed wire. Its house needs cleaning, so I'll call it out. As soon as it came out, he gave me a hug. He combed my hair one by one and carefully looked for bugs on my head. And often hold my face and kiss me. If you give it a flower scarf, it will tie itself up. It can also put on and take off its own clothes, and it can also pick out brightly colored clothes to wear. He got dressed and made faces at me. Hehehe (Teacher Lu laughs) Its IQ is quite high. Look at it, point at us, and know that we are talking about it ... When my leg is not broken, I drag it out for a walk in summer, and it will shake hands with people and be by your side like a child. But now I can't take it with me.
Broken leg is also because of it.
I was feeding it bananas that day, and a young man working in the association came into my room. As soon as the sky saw him, it threw away the banana, pushed open the barbed wire and rushed out. It jumped over my head and knocked me down when I reached out to stop it. When the ambulance carried me away, it shook the barbed wire and cried and cried. ...
This is1September 998 13.
What is an animal? Animals are life. Man is the spirit of all things, and so are the animals in all things. Take this monkey for example. It knows how to wear different clothes according to different seasons and has its own aesthetics. It knows when it will encounter disaster. Know where its safe island is. But my place is too narrow after all. It should live freely in the mountains and run and jump between trees. Who caught this little creature from the mountains to the city? Under the abuse of some people, how much bitterness it has experienced. Today, we are engaged in the protection of small animals, in fact, we are discussing such a topic: human beings have entered 2 1 century, how should we face life weaker than ourselves? Out of compassion and humanity, we can't bear to be angry with those who abuse and abandon animals. This is a level of understanding. Come to think of it, these behaviors actually reflect the collapse of the spiritual kingdom of some people in our nation after the improvement of material life.
I am 72 years old, and I don't know how long I can live. I don't know how long I can live. It does not recognize others. If I die before it, what will happen to it? I am particularly worried now. First, it; The other is my dog son Yuan Yuan.
■ After their right to subsistence is obtained, they are grateful to you, but you feel guilty.
The round story was told by Teacher Lu in her office.
The office is on the fifth floor of a middle and low-grade office building on Beiwa Road and rented a room. There are two desks, a filing cabinet and a sofa in the room, all of which are very cheap. The driver went to the corridor and poured a cup of boiled water for Teacher Lu and me.
Yuanyuan is a Tibetan mastiff. 1in the autumn of 994, a man from Henan came to sell at the gate of the National People's Congress, when he was just born for about a month. When the city manager found out, he chased the Henan man. Henan people ran into the National People's Congress and put the puppy in the home of one of his fellow villagers. When they didn't want it, his hometown brought it to me and followed me all the time. It's been more than eight years, so I don't want to talk about many things that happened in the middle. Now, I sleep on the sofa in the study, and it sleeps at my feet. In the afternoon 1 1, no one will be allowed into my house. Every morning at 7 o'clock, it will climb to my bed and stick its head out to look at me. Sometimes it reaches out and touches my face. I opened my eyes and shouted "Yuanyuan" before it went back. I think it must be aware that I am old, worried about my life and death, and come to see me on time every day with its biological clock. I was really moved by this love.
I also want to tell you about a dog named Qingming. On April 6th, 2000, the next day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, three girls arrived at my house in the middle of the night, and it was freezing. This is a Shiba Inu, not long after its birth. Now dog dealers have a practice, that is, when some ordinary Shiba Inu Shiba Inu is born for ten and a half months, they shave off all the dog's hair and draw some dark circles on the dog with a pen, pretending to be a rare Damamachi, also called Damamachi. Dalmatian's mouth is square, so the dog dealer opened the puppy's mouth a little with a knife, so it was swollen and small. (Speaking of this sudden increase in teacher Lu's voice, she is full of anger.) Do whatever it takes for money! 800 yuan, bought by a man in the girls' college. At first glance, people in the same hospital are mistaken. The foundation of Damamachi is white. Why are you flesh-colored? There is still blood on the dog's mouth. Being cheated, the man took his anger out on the puppy and threw it under the root of the tree. ...
Qingming slept on my sofa bed for 3 months because she was too weak. Six months later, I sent it to the base. Now almost three years old, very big. Its berth is near the window. As soon as it heard the sound of the car, it stood up and put its front paws on the window to wait. Hearing my footsteps, it stuck its head out of the iron railing. As soon as I get near it, it sticks to my legs and arms. It licks my hand, and its eyes reveal: "I miss you so much and want to see you so much!" " "I'm afraid of it, because it will move, and I will fall. I shouted: "Qingming, mom can't stand it, stay away from me, you are too big!" " "
It was rare to see it later, and besides, it was so big that I couldn't feed it, so I cooled it. It is as deep, sincere and firm as ever.
I can't finish telling such a story. These little animals are so grateful to you after gaining the right to live. At the same time, you will feel guilty: they should live like this, but they can't because some people in some areas of our social life are abnormal.
There is also a black-shelled dog named Yuner at the base. 1999, its tongue was cut off near the base of the tongue. Its owner took it to many pet hospitals, and the doctors said that it could not be cured and suggested euthanasia. Because dogs eat, drink and dissipate heat by their tongues. One of our members, who is also a pet doctor, can't bear to bring it to our home. At that time, I was discharged from the hospital shortly after orthopedic surgery and could not walk. I climbed to the cloud. It lies on the floor of my small hall, upturned face, eyes always looking at the people around it. Those eyes, me and the people present at that time, all felt its desire to survive. I said, take a syringe, draw some water and inject it into its throat. It really swallowed it. A friend who came to see me suggested changing bottles. He swallowed a bottle of water ... this friend and a keeper come to feed it every day.
The cloud later grew an inch-long tongue, and now it can basically eat by itself. But every time I get food all over the floor. It stands taller than me, its head is so big (Mr. Lu compares it with his hand) and its hair is very long. I threw a stone to get it back, and it flew away. The tail hangs straight in the air, which is very beautiful. There is a dog expert in Beijing. As soon as he saw the cloud, he said, This is a good breed. With a little training, it can become a very good drug dog.
The resurrection of this beautiful life has made it enjoy the life course it should enjoy. Later, I took good care of it and finally repaid its suffering.
For so many years, your teacher Lu has completely fallen into such a small animal world, looking at so many eyes all day, complaining to you, complaining to you. It is such innocent and helpless deep animal eyes, and such an unbearable animal situation makes me unable to extricate myself.
■ Faced with many unresolved contradictions: morality and human desire, public welfare and self-interest, reason and law, animal protection and human settlements. ...
Teacher Lu kept describing the eyes of these small animals to me. What do her eyes look like? Deeply wrapped in layers of wrinkles, behind it is a pair of thick lenses. Her eyes are not as bright as they were then, but they still convey her rich inner feelings: joy, anger, anxiety, calmness, sadness ... these are a pair of eyes that have experienced vicissitudes.
From her eyes, I saw her suffering in the past ten years.
Her home is no longer like home, but more like a small animal breeding room. The house destroyed by last summer's rainstorm in the base has not been completely repaired, and dozens of cats and dogs still live in her house. Over the past ten years, China Society for the Protection of Small Animals has rescued and adopted more than 0/000 small animals/kloc-. The base for raising these small animals moved from Qingyun Store in Daxing County to Nanping Village in Sijiqing Township, Haidian District, and then moved to Xiyu River in Yongfeng Township, Haidian District. She received donations from entrepreneurs, philanthropists and some kind ordinary people. Without these donations, there would be no base and no office, and it would be impossible for so many small lives to "enjoy the life course they should enjoy". There are also some volunteers from universities and society in Beijing who come regularly and irregularly to help feed small animals and clean up. But she did her best. She sometimes eats only one meal a day and sleeps only four hours a day. For these little lives, she spent all her money and all the money sent to her by her children from abroad. She sold a rare family book, which her mother left to her, qing dynasty furniture. She is still heavily in debt. To this end, she mortgaged the house where she and her husband lived. What else can she sell or mortgage? At present, there are 300 dogs, 65,438,000 cats, rabbits, eagles, wild ducks and swans in the base of the China Small Animal Protection Association ... These little creatures, just for food rations, cost 1.5 million yuan a month, in addition to medical expenses, utilities, facility maintenance fees, and the wages of people who raise them ... I think there is a lot of white money on her head.
And how many small animals need help between this world? !
The more people have pets, the more small animals are abandoned.
The more people exchange animals for money, the more painful the small animals are.
She once saved the cat that was about to be skinned from the soup pot in the restaurant and took over the dog that was about to become the meat on the chopping block from the dog dealer. She has always thought that dogs are particularly spiritual, considerate and have a special moral character that other animals do not have. But today, some parts of our country have meat dog farms! How can she save those creatures that have been bred and raised specifically for being slaughtered and eaten?
Can those small animals under the protection of the association be safe? Some cats and dogs saved by her and her members still failed to escape the bad luck of being killed. Not long ago, the staff of the association moved to another place to raise rabbits, only to find that there were nearly 50 rabbits, and now there are only 8 left!
Moreover, not everyone can understand her behavior. For these little animals, she was scolded by some people and looked down upon by some people. A person with such a strong self-esteem and such a stubborn personality can only bear it. She faces many contradictions that she can't solve: morality and human desire, public welfare and self-interest, reason and law, animal protection and human settlement environment ... In short, these contradictions are contradictions between ideal and reality for her; In society, it is the contradiction between human and animals in the face of limited living resources and space.
During the conversation of more than five hours, she called me "Yang Fang" many times. This is the pseudonym I used when I contributed to the newspaper as a literary youth 20 years ago. I haven't used it since I entered Beijing Youth Daily. Even I am not familiar with the name, she remembers it. She prefers to call me that name. Starting from Yang Jufang is just a life, and starting from Yang Fang is a career.
So, what about her own career?
■ I miss this experience very much, but now, it is all isolated from me. What should I do?
In the first 60 years of Reed's life, he not only studied, but also taught. 1975, Lu Di, then a teacher of Chinese Department of Peking University, spent four months in Zhongnanhai studying ancient Chinese for Mao Zedong.
I asked, "Teacher Lu, you 10 years ago told me that you wanted to write some books. Have you started writing?"
Her expression became a little melancholy.
A few days ago, I read a draft of A History of China Poetry, which was about100000 words. Right there ... (She smiles bitterly. ) ..... I've always wanted to write a Mao Zedong series-Mao Zedong, Mao Zedong and poetry in my later years, Mao Zedong and drama and novels, Mao Zedong and Wen Fu. And the ancient philosophy of Mao Zedong and China. The chairman is not only interested in Zhuang Mo, the Confucian Pharaoh, but also asked me to read Buddhist scriptures when I was in Zhongnanhai!
The publishing house looked for me again and again, but I couldn't write it. I felt very sorry and anxious after the delay. But all day long, I don't even have time to breathe.
"These books can be said to be delayed for these small animals? Don't you feel a pity? "
As soon as the words came out, I regretted it. Teacher Lu's face has been badly hurt, and I dare not look at her again. I feel like she's been watching me. I don't know how long it took. When she spoke again, she changed the subject.
I see you, very close. What will I think of when I see you? Once, you were late for my class, and you seemed to have come from far away ... Then you wrote "For the Boxer's Heart", from which I got to know Yang Fang. All your books are in my place, and I know your footsteps. After so many years, maybe you think what your teacher Lu did is not what your students expected. (She mentioned the name of one of my classmates, who is now the stationmaster of a provincial People's Daily) and asked me, "Teacher Lu, why did you do such a thing?"
I know that many of my students, friends, relatives, those who know me well and love me want me to return to my major. Why don't I hope so myself? I seldom go to bed before two in the evening. I often wake up at four or five o'clock, and all kinds of ideas are rushing in my mind. I'm really worried. I sat up. As soon as I turned on the light, all the animals in the room looked at me. Looking at these sad eyes, I called my mother, the person who loves me the most in the world: "Mom, what should I do?" Sometimes I cry on the pillow. These little animals are stupid. Yuanyuan and Feifei-Feifei is a Beijing beep I saved on a snowy day-will come to my sofa bed and lick all my tears dry. At this time, I thought: I can't abandon them. As long as I have a breath, a little strength and a little way, I still have to fight for these lives!
In the first 60 years of my life, I have been teaching besides studying. Not long ago, I went to the second class of the National People's Congress and stayed there for a long time. I have taught a class of students in this classroom, which is 1979. I think, when I am on the podium, talking about Tang poetry and Song poetry, or dissecting a novel, how energetic and fluent I am. I feel that my heart is connected with the hearts of students. I remember every student's name. After class, they have many questions around me and many things they want to tell me. I miss this experience very much, but now it's all cut off from me.
Her voice sank.
I was silent, but I got up the courage to listen.
At least finish reading some books about Mao Zedong, which is my last wish. Although it is many years late, the changes in China and my own life over the years have made my understanding of Mao Zedong much deeper than in the past.
I'm doing one thing: I'm trying to find someone to take over the China Society for the Protection of Small Animals. I'm just a consultant, so I can make time to write a book. But if I can't find the right person-this person must be the first person who really loves small animals and loves this job, I have to keep working. No matter how painful I am, no matter how heavy my loss is, it is just my life. If I can save those innocent little lives with my efforts, I think it is worthwhile. I should have no complaints or regrets.
■ What is not utilitarian is always borne by an old shoulder.
By the time our conversation ended, it was already past 10 at night. Teacher Lu insisted on taking me home.
This white "noodle", which has transported countless small animals, was cleaned by the driver Xiao Zhao and sprayed with perfume, but it still exudes the slight body odor left by animals. This smell makes me feel that there are many small animal eyes in this small car, and the eyes described by Teacher Lu are staring at me.
I remembered what she said to me last night: "Don't think that we just saved 1000 small animals, and we are still doing publicity and education work to gradually let the whole society and the whole nation know how to respect and treat life well."
Recently, Mr. Lu is leaving Beijing to seek help for the survival of these small animals and the operation of the association, dragging his broken leg and struggling with his weak body. She told me that this time she was not only looking for caring donors, but also looking for caring operators to start business projects approved by relevant departments, so that future associations could have a stable source of funding. She has realized that saving and nurturing life is a long-term undertaking, and the association needs to have its own hematopoietic function.
Can she find it?
I think of a passage written by Mr. Yu in his "Boundless Traveler": "Even if it is a great event that spans thousands of years, even if it is a feat that connects Wan Li, if it belongs to culture, it will always be borne by an old shoulder."
Belonging to a career without utility, it is similar.
"Faces" sailed from the Third Ring Road to the Second Ring Road, and new buildings with different shapes and bright lights passed by the window. On both sides of the wide streets, colorful lights and decorative lights make the night view of Beijing look beautiful.
I heard Teacher Lu ask intermittently: What is this place and what is that place?
Vaguely, I heard teacher Lu say: When someone takes over your job, I will definitely show you around Beijing.
I heard Teacher Lu laugh heartily.
1. Be kind to mankind's closest partner
Whether animals (including dogs, the closest partners of human beings) can live in harmony with human beings reflects the degree of civilization of a country and region in a certain sense.
In Europe and America, there are special animal protection laws, which are very complete. On April 29th, The Times reported on the front page that the British government had promulgated a new law to further protect the rights of animals. This legislation will greatly modify the protection of animal rights adopted by 19 1 1. The minister in charge of environmental affairs of the British government said: We are obliged to treat animals in a civilized way (I want to emphasize the word "civilized society" here), and stipulate that animals enjoy five rights, namely, the right to have enough food and water without hunger and thirst, the right to have enough space without feeling uncomfortable, the right to have emergency treatment without harm and pain, the right to find a partner and freely express their nature, and the right to be free from fear and anxiety.
In the United States, the law stipulates that the owner must take the dog out for a walk twice a week. If he doesn't take the dog out for a walk within a week, the owner will be sentenced to imprisonment. In Germany, the law clearly stipulates the housing standards for dogs of different sizes. For example, dogs over 60 cm in height have a housing area of at least 9 square meters (not necessarily completely copied).
When people in some western countries heard that China people eat dog meat, the China government also specially organized a government agency "Dog Catcher" to kill dogs. They can't imagine. In their view, this is simply too ...! In the United States, it was once stipulated that all canines were not allowed to be exported to China for fear that dogs would be savagely treated or even slaughtered in China.