A 77-year-old man was with a dog 18 years. After the old man died, the dog plunged into the river and followed his master. This incident surprised Yu Fuyuan of Fuyuan Shroud Store in Hongling Community, Malan Street.
Yu Fuyuan introduced that a white lady came to the store a few days ago to make a dog model, and the requirement was that the more she liked, the better. After several chats, it turned out that she was fulfilling her dead father's last wish.
Ms. Bai's old father died of illness not long ago. The old man has lived alone for more than 20 years. He was accompanied by a dog brought by his children to relieve boredom. He was just over one year old when he got home. Since then, dogs have become the closest "friends" of the elderly. They not only accompany each other every day, but also eat and live together. If there is anything delicious, the old man will give half to the dog, and the dog is really loyal to its owner. Wherever the old man goes, he will follow him step by step. Nearly 20 years have passed, the old man is getting old and the dog has become an old dog. The children have listened to their father. If they are gone, they must be kind to the old dog.
Not long ago, the old man died of illness. The dog hasn't eaten a bite since the day he left. He lies in his master's bed every day, motionless, and resolutely refuses to take a bite no matter what good things are in front of him. "We guessed that he missed my father, so we decided to take the dog to the cemetery." Ms. Bai said. So, when my father was burning paper, my family took the dog to the cemetery. Unexpectedly, the dog circled the owner's cemetery twice, plunged into the nearby river and never came out again. "At that time, we were all shocked. No one expected this to happen. " Ms. Bai said it was too late to wait until the reaction came. "We are so touched. I didn't expect animals to have such deep feelings and make such decisive actions. Therefore, we decided to make a model and burn it to my father so that the two of them can accompany each other in another world. "
Animals also have emotions; Animals also have sincerity; Animals are like people! Is the dog endowed with human nature by its owner? Or is it nature? I am a person who likes dogs very much, because I see loyalty, nature and kindness. In this weak human society, although we can always hear the propaganda of human nature. Cats do not bully kittens, dogs do not bully puppies, and only people bully the weak.
I wrote a composition of about 400 words about the story between me and small animals in the fifth grade. Speaking of small animals, I have raised many animals: puppies, goldfish, chickens and so on.
What impressed me the most was the puppy "black skin"! 20 10 One night in April, I was playing outside. Suddenly I found a carton on the trash can.
I took it down and looked at it. I saw a mass of black things in it. I held it under the lamp and saw a little dog with black fur. No wonder I couldn't see clearly just now. This little guy is not much bigger than a can. I guess I was born less than a week ago.
Looking at this poor puppy, I had the idea of taking it home. Holding the carton home, mom and dad actually agreed! We quickly found a newspaper on the floor, took it out of the box and fed it some milk.
Soon, the little guy fell asleep. I named it "Black Skin" overnight. Under the careful care of his family, Heipi survived the first few weeks.
It has been two months old in a blink of an eye. During the summer vacation, I made a lot of time to play downstairs with "dark skin".
Once, I took it out to play. I met a dog named Doudou. When two dogs met, they sniffed at each other first.
Then, without saying anything, it started to fight. You give it a paw, it will give you a paw.
Meet each other Finally, I actually started to roll around on the ground.
At this time, a scene that makes people laugh and cry appeared. "Doudou" suddenly gave a fierce cry, scaring "Black Skin" to run three or five meters away.
It really makes me laugh and cry. In a blink of an eye, a summer vacation passed.
At the beginning of school, my mother didn't affect my study, but also for the sake of "dark skin". Sent to the country.
I cried a few times about it, too. At last I understood my mother's intention.
Slowly adapted to the days when "black skin" is gone forever. I don't know how the black skin is now, but everything that the "black skin" has brought me, whether it is happiness or sadness.
I have deeply in mind.
Write a composition of about 400 words about the story between me and small animals in the fifth grade. Speaking of small animals, I have raised many animals: puppies, goldfish, chickens and so on.
What impressed me the most was the puppy "black skin"! 20 10 One night in April, I was playing outside. Suddenly I found a carton on the trash can.
I took it down and looked at it. I saw a mass of black things in it. I held it under the lamp and saw a little dog with black fur. No wonder I couldn't see clearly just now. This little guy is not much bigger than a can. I guess I was born less than a week ago.
Looking at this poor puppy, I had the idea of taking it home. Holding the carton home, mom and dad actually agreed! We quickly found a newspaper on the floor, took it out of the box and fed it some milk.
Soon, the little guy fell asleep. I named it "Black Skin" overnight. Under the careful care of his family, Heipi survived the first few weeks.
It has been two months old in a blink of an eye. During the summer vacation, I made a lot of time to play downstairs with "dark skin".
Once, I took it out to play. I met a dog named Doudou. When two dogs met, they sniffed at each other first.
Then, without saying anything, it started to fight. You give it a paw, it will give you a paw.
Meet each other Finally, I actually started to roll around on the ground.
At this time, a scene that makes people laugh and cry appeared. "Doudou" suddenly gave a fierce cry, scaring "Black Skin" to run three or five meters away.
It really makes me laugh and cry. In a blink of an eye, a summer vacation passed.
At the beginning of school, my mother didn't affect my study, but also for the sake of "dark skin". Sent to the country.
I cried a few times about it, too. At last I understood my mother's intention.
Slowly adapted to the days when "black skin" is gone forever. I don't know how the black skin is now, but everything that the "black skin" has brought me, whether it is happiness or sadness.
I have deeply in mind.
4. My story with small animals 600 words My story with stray cats Yesterday afternoon, I had nothing to do, but I didn't find anyone.
Disappointed, Yu Zheng was ready to go home when he suddenly found a big white cat lying on the slate in front of him. Hey! It's fun now. I walked slowly to catch it.
But the white cat stared at me with yellow eyes and didn't respond at all. So, I gave up the idea of catching it and walked over and touched it gently.
The cat narrowed its eyes and gave a meow, as if it were happy. I was playing with the cat, and it was dark before I knew it. Time to go home.
So I stood up and walked home. Suddenly, I found that the big white cat actually followed me and meowed from time to time.
I looked at it and decided to take it home. Although I don't know if my mother will let me take it home, it's always good to try.
Mom usually goes to the yard on the first floor of a family who likes to keep cats near my home. I call it a cat shed to watch cats. Obviously, she likes cats, but she hates fleas on cats and dogs. She hates feeding and bathing them. She often says that money should not be spent on pets.
So for ten years, there has never been a pet at home, and there has never been a cat or dog barking. I'm worried that my mother won't let this poor big white cat into the house.
After a while, when we passed a path, a car flew by, the big white cat stopped, and several pedestrians passed by. The big white cat was even more afraid and hid in a corner. I had to go over and touch it. After several people passed by, I called it, urged it, and trotted across the path.
Because it was afraid of strangers, I took it to my house from a place where there were few people, and finally came downstairs. I excitedly pressed the walkie-talkie on the first floor and asked my mother if I could take the cat home.
Mom actually replied: you can take it home to play for a while. I happily picked up the cat and hugged it. I thought it was heavier than a puppy. I looked at it doubtfully and found that its belly was very big.
Oh, my God, it's still a pregnant female cat! He followed me and asked me to feed him! I must feed it something to ensure that it can give birth to cubs smoothly. I opened the door. As soon as the cat entered the room, its two paws in front moved uneasily and meowed. It looks very uneasy and looks around in this strange place.
I squatted down to touch it, trying to calm it down and get familiar with this strange place as soon as possible. I went to the kitchen and found some fish left over from lunch. In order to keep the house clean, I want to put it out to feed.
Opening the door, the big white cat ran out. I put the fish in front of it, the big white cat sniffed it, and then wolfed it down.
After a while, I brought some fish to feed it. The big white cat didn't even smell it this time. It just ate it and didn't even respond when I rowed over it. After eating the fish, it added feet and looked at me as if it had not eaten enough.
I'm going to carry it to the cat shed, which is a cat's paradise and a cat's paradise. I called the cat. Because I feed it, it trusts me. It followed me all the way to the cat shed. I left, and it ran away, so I went to the cat shed.
I stuffed it into the yard and was about to leave when the cat made it look like it was going to follow me. Obviously, it can't bear to part with me. I threw the last fish into the yard, and the cat jumped over and ate again.
I stared at it for a while before I reluctantly left. When I sleep at night, I will still think of the big white cat and wish it a happy and lovely nest.
5. Composition describing me and small animals: 550 words in grade five. My dog "Spot"
In my grandfather's house, there is a very cute Beijing eight dogs. Its name is Diandian. It is covered with brown fur, its head is round and big, its black eyes are like beads, and there is a round nose under its eyes, but it is small. Although small, it is very sensitive and can distinguish a little smell. Its limbs are very developed, its physique is vigorous, and with a mighty manner, it is just like a soldier who defends his country.
Diandian is very interesting and cute. It's very strange when eating. He looked around after taking a bite, and looked around after taking a bite, as if someone was robbing him. Small runs are also fast, sometimes I can't outrun him. Sleeping a little is always used to sticking your ears to the ground. As long as there is a little movement, it will wake up at once. It never barks when family members come in and out. If a stranger comes in, it will bark.
In addition to being cute, interesting and naughty, Diandian once took off my shoes and put them on the shoe cabinet when I went back to my grandfather's house. At this time, my good friend Niu Niu asked me to go out to play. I promised loudly and hurried to find shoes. Strangely, my shoes are missing from the shoe cabinet. I searched all the shoe cabinets, but there was no trace. I muttered, is it really a ghost? Just now, why are the shoes missing?
I suspect that my father wouldn't let me go out and deliberately hid it for me. I lost my temper with my father and insisted that he return my shoes. Dad looked helpless and searched the whole house, but he didn't see my shoes. I started to cry and make a scene, and the whole family was shocked. They all helped me find my shoes. As a result, the bamboo basket was flooded and I couldn't find it. Just as the whole family was wondering, they slowly climbed out of the nest, holding one of my shoes in their mouths, wagging their tails and dangling on my legs. Please. Oh, it turns out that the culprit is Diandian, which makes me laugh and cry.
This is Diandian, which has brought endless happiness to my childhood.
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Cute little white rabbit
On weekends, my father and mother go to the zoo to see animals.
We saw lovely monkeys, heavy big black bears, fierce brown bears, beautiful giant pandas and other animals, and then suddenly I saw a small zoo, surrounded by a fence made of thin boards in front of us. I think: There is also a small zoo in the zoo. Go in and have a look! I saw on the door: "The meekest animal in the world." I was curious and went in. Oh! The most docile animals are rabbits and lambs. I saw other children feeding rabbits. I also asked my mother to buy me a cup of feed and feed it to rabbits happily. When I turned around, I suddenly found a poor little white rabbit with a broken mouth and nose. What a pity. I fed it some leaves, and it ate carefully. I think the wound on the rabbit's mouth must have been accidentally injured by other rabbits, or scratched by children when they were trying to grab food. I fed it a few more leaves, and it looked around while eating, for fear of being taken away by other animals.
I teased him with leaves again, and his front paws stood up. As soon as I grabbed it with my claws, the leaves fell off and it ate happily. After eating, it put its face on my feet. I stroked its fluff with my hand, and it was soft and so happy that I kept rubbing my leg with my head. I fed it a few more leaves, and it wolfed down. Suddenly I heard my mother calling me. I thought it was getting late, so I went outside, and the little white rabbit followed me. I waved goodbye to it. I am so happy in my heart that I finally let it know how much I love it!
6. Composition: How to write a story about me and animals?
One morning, a large dark cloud suddenly came, making people unable to tell day from night. I was sitting in my room watching TV, when suddenly dazzling lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a deafening roar of thunder, and the TV disappeared with that roar. I just stood there holding my head, watching the rain outside the window drift from a distance like a ghost. I couldn't help but feel chilly behind me ... a white-gray shadow rushed in from the window and flew over my head, only to hear a bang, hitting the wall and sliding from the wall to the bottom. "Ah ..." I screamed. Get into the quilt. I thought I heard a ghost scream, which made me tremble all over, but after a while, I leaned out and said, "Are you all right?" Sepals blurted out, carefully crawling towards something gray, for fear of making a sound. I was relieved when I found out that the devil I imagined was actually an' angel'. A pair of yellow crystal eyes looked at me in fear and panic. The body is constantly twisting, trying to spread its wings, but it is so weak. I think even if it can spread its wings, it may not be able to fly. Because it is disheveled, its feathers are scattered and it is wet all over. This must be caused by the storm just now. Every mistake is a poor grey pigeon. I can see that if I don't help, it will never fly in the blue sky again. So I extended a helping hand to it ... Every time I thought of it, he tried to "fly"! No, it can't fly. I caught it when it was about to fall. Meanwhile, I feel a few drops of warm blood on my hands! I gently opened its wings and there were some feathers dyed red! "Don't worry, I'll let you out alive!" Several adults in my family are doctors and one is a nurse, so I can't help but learn a few tricks. I tried to dry the blood on it with cotton, then disinfected it with alcohol and iodine, then dried it with a hair dryer, and then bandaged it with medicine ... all this went smoothly, because I'm afraid it had no strength to resist. I remember that I just ran out of the bird's empty cage a few days ago, and now it comes in handy. So I put it in and added a little water and whole grains. I didn't expect it to be very weak, as if it hadn't eaten for more than ten years. I was shocked to see it so hungry, and then I poured some food in it. In the blink of an eye, it finished eating again. After settling in, I packed my bags and took a lunch break.
In the afternoon, the rain stopped, the sun was shining and the sky cleared up again. I put the pigeon on the table, and it curled up in the corner and looked at me in fear. I have no choice but to go out. When I peeked at the door, I found it stood up and looked at the clear sky outside the window. Does it want to fly? From then on, every day when I came home from school, I ran to the table, fed the pigeon and watched it gobble up. After that, I will change its dressing, but now it has recovered its strength and it is difficult to change it again! In the evening, while painting on the table, I ate cookies, and the rest 1/3 was placed next to the cage. When the pigeons saw it, they immediately got up and pecked it twice. They found it was quite delicious and ate it all. I put the biscuit in my hand this time, next to the cage, trying to look at it with gentle and friendly eyes. At first, he was scared to hide, but later he couldn't resist the temptation, timidly came over, stretched out his neck, ate it, and then ran back like an electric shock. In the next few days, his injury improved, his feathers grew, and he became more courageous. He also fought with my Beijing dog and even dared to peck the puppy's nose! Now every time I sit at the table and eat cookies again, he will not shrink aside like a poor guy, but strut up to me and ask for cookies. I can not only feed him cookies, but also touch him with my fingers! What surprised me even more was that I patted his head with my finger and he pecked me playfully. It is no longer afraid of me, and it is getting closer and closer to me. After it completely recovered, I tied an orange rope on its leg to make it look beautiful. One day when I went out to play, Grandpa Yuzryha helped me tidy the birdcage in advance. When I came back to see the lovely figure, I saw the empty birdcage. Grandpa said shyly, "I'm changing the water and I didn't close the cage properly." Accidentally flew away. " That tear, like a faucet that can't be turned off, flows downwards. It's gone. Grandpa quickly said, "Don't cry. Grandpa will buy you one tomorrow. " "I want that!" I am very angry. Ran back to the room crying. That night, I used to eat cookies. Looking at the empty cage, it seems that the pigeons are back. It's eating the cookies I gave it, ha! It's still pecking my finger, I patted its head with my hand, and it's still addicted to cookies! When I came to my senses, I found that my finger had been put in the cage. Two days later in the afternoon, our family was having lunch. The puppy was gnawing at the bone, and suddenly it even ran to the balcony and shouted, "Woof! Woof! Wang! " Tired of listening to the sound, I ran out and asked, "What's your name?" He looked at me, raised his head and continued to roar. I looked up curiously: "Pigeon! You are back! " I shouted happily. Yes, it must be it, and there are orange things on its legs. That must be my rope! And this time I didn't come by myself, and there was a pigeon next to me. I think it must be its partner! When they saw me coming, I was accompanied by Kan Kan, and they quickly joined a group of pigeons on the horizon not far away. Seeing that I was about to leave, I couldn't help but feel sad, but my sadness was quickly overwhelmed by happiness. Can be free, can be happy, can be happy. Wouldn't it be better? The pigeons circled over the building. He was at the bottom of the enclave, as if to say to me, "I'm going home, I'm very happy, thank you!" " I waved to it and watched the happy pigeons disappear into the sunset.
7. Little Yellow Chicken Last month, my mother bought me a beautiful little yellow chicken. It's so cute. Just after I got back, I yelled at me as if I wanted to eat.
It has a furry body and feels very hot, like a fur quilt. Big eyes are like two bright balls.
Sharp mouth. If it is angry, it will hurt to chop people with it. From a distance, it looks like a small yellow fluffy ball, which is very beautiful.
It was fun when I fed it. Once, he was hungry and begged me to give him food. I put the soaked millet in my hand and put my hand next to the chicken, but the chicken seems to be interested in doing the right thing with me. It didn't eat first, but looked around with its eyes and then ran away, as if the rice in my hand was something dangerous. I thought to myself: Hum! Don't eat, don't eat. I'll starve you for a while and see if you eat. I was just about to take my hand back when the chicken came back and cut all the rice with its pointed mouth. When the chicken cuts you, it is as comfortable as scratching you. This chicken is very naughty I once filled it with a bottle of water and put it next to it. I carefully made a small house for it and put it in it, hoping to let it sleep there.
After a while, it squeaked at me. I thought, hey, why isn't it sleeping? I looked there, ah! How did you get this little house? The small house was crushed into thin pieces and covered with shit. Look at the small bottle cap again, and it will be even worse. The bottle cap is buckled on the ground, and the water inside makes the chicken soaked through. However, you will definitely not punish it when you see it. It is so innocent and lovely! I really like this cute little yellow chicken because it brings me great happiness.
Today is Saturday, and my parents still go to work as usual.
The room was empty and I was the only one, so I picked up a book to read. Watching, I was suddenly awakened by a bird song. I went to the balcony curiously, looking for a bird, and finally found a bird in a flowerpot.
I picked up the bird carefully and walked to the house. This bird should have just been born. Maybe he accidentally fell into a flowerpot when he wanted to practice flying, and his right leg oozed bright red blood.
I quickly took a cloth and a hemostatic patch to deal with it. I looked at it carefully again, slippery, yellow and tender body, a pair of black grape eyes and a sharp mouth.
On the whole, it is really a lovely bird. I made it a warm home, so that it can sleep comfortably and move more conveniently.
After my parents got off work, I told them what happened today, and they all praised me as a caring and good boy. In this way, after a few days, my relationship with the bird became better and better and I became familiar with it. Sometimes when I am unhappy, it will rub my face with its smooth body, or sing a touching song for me, which will make me disappear all the unhappy things in five seconds.
But it didn't last long. One day, I heard two birds chirping in the birdhouse. In order to find out the truth, I climbed out of bed and took a look. It turned out that the mother bird was pulling the bird home.
The bird suddenly turned around, looked at me, bit off a feather and gave it to me, and then chirped, I know what it is saying, just to make me not sad. Although it is gone, it will never forget me. If I miss it, I will pick up my feathers and think back to the days when I was together, as if I had always been by my side.
Before the bird left, I let it eat the corn I made for it, which was equivalent to a farewell ceremony. I saw it gobble up. After eating, he looked back at me from time to time when he waved his wings at me and flew away. I was very sad at that time, and I wished it was a nightmare.
Wave hard at it. In fact, many tears have accumulated in my eyes, but I gritted my teeth and tried not to cry. My hand pressed tightly against the feather. The night the bird left, I suddenly burst into tears.
Mom and dad comforted me by saying that if you want to cry, cry loudly! This is more pleasant. Keep this memory in your mind, don't think about it and cheer yourself up. From then on, when I encounter difficulties or troubles, I will pick up my feathers and touch them again, just like touching a bird, only to feel my nose sour.
One day, I lay helpless in bed, with my eyes closed, and I only heard a bird cry, and then it began to chirp outside. I got out of bed at once and opened the door. I saw a bird flying towards me. Why is it so familiar? Ah! It turns out that it is a bird that I miss very much. I smiled happily, because I can spend a happy day with the birds again.
9. The composition of the story between people and animals in the fifth grade of primary school students, Xiao Huang Chicken
Last month, my mother bought me a beautiful little yellow chicken. It's so cute. As soon as she got back, she yelled at me as if she were begging. It has a furry body and feels very hot, like a fur quilt. Big eyes are like two bright balls. Sharp mouth. If it is angry, it will hurt to chop people with it. From a distance, it looks like a small yellow fluffy ball, which is very beautiful. It was fun when I fed it. Once, he was hungry and begged me to give him food. I put the soaked millet in my hand and put my hand next to the chicken, but the chicken seems to be interested in doing the right thing with me. It didn't eat first, but looked around with its eyes and then ran away, as if the rice in my hand was something dangerous. I thought to myself: Hum! Don't eat, don't eat. I'll starve you for a while and see if you eat. I was just about to take my hand back when the chicken came back and cut all the rice with its pointed mouth. When the chicken cuts you, it is as comfortable as scratching you.
This chicken is very naughty I once filled it with a bottle of water and put it next to it. I carefully made a small house for it and put it in it, hoping to let it sleep there. After a while, it squeaked at me. I thought, hey, why isn't it sleeping? I looked there, ah! How did you get this little house? The small house was crushed into thin pieces and covered with shit. Look at the small bottle cap again, and it will be even worse. The bottle cap is buckled on the ground, and the water inside makes the chicken soaked through. However, you will definitely not punish it when you see it. It is so innocent and lovely!
I really like this cute little yellow chicken because it brings me great happiness.
10. The story of animals 1 the story of lizards.
A house is about to be demolished. The owner of this house found a lizard pierced by a nail on a half-torn wall. The owner remembers that this nail was nailed to the wall in person 20 years ago for hanging wedding photos, but I didn't expect it to be nailed all the time. But the most surprising thing is that this lizard moves slowly. It's alive.
The host was surprised. He sat by carefully and observed carefully, wondering why the lizard could be nailed to the wall for 20 years without dying. After several days of observation, the owner discovered the secret: it turned out that this lizard's companion kept looking for food from everywhere to feed it, once for twenty years! !
Postscript: After this lizard was nailed, it can be said that it has decided to be "mediocre" in this life, and it can neither be "promoted" nor "rich". And those companions still took care of them for twenty years without hesitation. If it is human, how many people can do it?
The story of Monopterus albus
A housewife plans to fry several eels at a time as a dish for dinner. She put all the bought Monopterus albus into the water and sprinkled it with salt (it can make the fish spit out the dirty things in their stomachs, and the fish will twitch after being soaked in salty and fresh water, and will constantly spit out the contents in their stomachs).
After a while, the fish almost vomited all the dirty things in his stomach. Began to fry one by one in the oil pan, and the fried eels always struggled in the oil pan until they died. When a big eel was blown up, it didn't struggle all the time like other eels, but stood up with its head down and its tail up.
The housewife was stunned by what she saw. She fished out the big eel, cut open its belly and found that there was still a small eel alive and kicking.
Postscript: For the big eel, that little eel is not necessarily its child. It still swallowed it painfully in salt water, and it tried its best to protect the eel in a high-temperature oil pan of several hundred degrees, which is the true love between animals.
3。 The story of the scorpion
There are many insects in an insect laboratory, and a pair of scorpions are kept in an experimental dish.
One day, the female scorpion died inexplicably. The experimenter took out the female scorpion as a specimen.
From then on, the male scorpion began to hunger strike and was listless all day. Finally, two weeks later, I stuck the thorn into the cartilage and committed suicide.
Postscript: The male scorpion has a strong affection for the female scorpion. According to textual research, the male scorpion fasted because he was too fat at first, and his stinger could not reach the cartilage. The purpose of its hunger strike is to lose weight and then commit suicide.
4 The story of antelope
People who have seen the movie Hoh Xil should be shocked by the scene of local Tibetans killing Tibetan antelopes.
A "intact" antelope skin can buy thousands of dollars. The so-called "intact" means that there can be no flaws such as gun holes on the skin. So Tibetans don't kill antelopes with guns, but cut a small mouth on the upper and lower lips with a knife after they catch them. Then tear off a piece of antelope skin from the antelope's mouth. What remains on the ground is the "antelope" that is still twitching.
A reporter was with a group of Tibetans to see how they killed antelopes.
When they found a herd of Tibetan antelopes, the Tibetans began to chase after them, and the Tibetan antelopes also ran away desperately. When they ran to the edge of the cliff, herds of antelopes began to try to jump over the cliff. Some antelopes jumped over it, while others fell off the cliff.
The reporter took a closer look and felt that with the width of this cliff and the jumping ability of antelope, it was impossible to jump over it. Through careful observation, the reporter found that some Tibetan antelopes deliberately jumped into the middle of the cliff as sacrificial Tibetan antelopes, while others stepped on these sacrificial Tibetan antelopes and jumped off the cliff.
Postscript: Compared with the sacrifice spirit of antelope, should human beings repent for its cruelty?