My mother died, and I have to accept this painful fact. My mother went out looking for food and met a human. My mother wants to escape, but the forest has been cut down by human beings and there is nowhere to hide. My mother had to fight them hard. Although she has sharp teeth and strong limbs, she is still no match for human beings because human weapons are invincible. My mother fell down soon, and seven or eight of them carried her away, leaving only blood all over the place and I was lucky to survive. I hate shotguns, weapons that humans use against us, but I hate greedy humans even more.
I shrank back. I was so afraid that they would come back here again. I would die like my mother, because there was only one little tiger left in this forest, and I couldn't beat them.
I am so hungry! Without mom, I have no food to eat. After all, I am still young. If I can't find something to eat again, I'm really starving!
Once, we tigers were the "kings" that people feared. Now, we are afraid of human beings.
Listen to them, we tigers are full of treasures, especially tiger skins. I don't understand why humans are so greedy. My ancestors
Other brothers and sisters also died at the hands of human beings. Is it impossible for human beings to tolerate us?
It's late at night. I wonder if I can live to see the sun tomorrow. My tears of hatred fell to the ground
In fact, the cold enveloped me.
If I were a tiger, I would tell my dissatisfaction and misfortune like this.