Do you like small animals? Have you ever observed them? Please choose one of the stories you have experienced or heard or read to write down. Asked to write what it looks like and

It was an accidental opportunity. A friend gave me a bird egg. At that time, I didn’t know what kind of bird egg it was. I just had a strong desire in my heart: I wanted to use it. Hatch them and raise them!

I put it in a warm place and made a simple bird's nest out of cotton. The hard work paid off, and after some days, the little life was finally born. You don’t know how surprised and happy I was the moment I broke out of my shell! I picked some very small food and fed it to it. This little guy was really good at eating, and he ate a lot in a row. I carefully fed and trained the parrot according to the method taught by my friend. In a few months, the little parrot not only learned "hello", "good night", "welcome", "bye"... and other common daily expressions, I also learned to "talk back" and words such as "fuck you" and "kill me" from those idle staff. Over time, this little parrot also learned the sound of a motorcycle engine, the sound of a hammer, and the "neck twisting, butt twisting" in the health song.

In this way, the little parrot and I became a pair of inseparable good friends. Whenever I come home from school, it will fall on my shoulder and "comb my hair" with its mouth to welcome me back. In the morning, it always wakes me up from my sleep. It often shouts: "Lazy pig, wake up."

Once I came home from school, I found the key in the house , I was very anxious. Just when I was frustrated, the little parrot flew to my shoulder, pecked my face with its sharp beak, and said naughtily: "There is a way, there is a way!" After saying that, he disappeared without a trace. . I knew that relying on parrots was not enough. I had to think of a way on my own. After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with a way, which was to break the glass. When I lifted the stone, suddenly a little parrot flew to my shoulder and flapped. Holding its wings, I took a closer look and saw that it had a bunch of keys in its mouth. I was overjoyed. This time, it was the parrot who helped me get through the difficulties.

There is another thing that I will never forget. I remember that time, I was playing by the pond. I was the only one there. I accidentally fell and fell into the pond. The water in the pond was very deep, but I was a "landlubber". I worked hard. I struggled, but I couldn't climb ashore. I was desperate and thought it was doomed this time. But what I didn't expect was that my parents actually rushed over and pulled me up. Later I learned that my little parrot flew to my father in time and dragged him to the pond with its beak, and I was rescued.

Because of this cute parrot, my classmates often come to play with me, which adds a bit of fun to my life.

One day, I was playing with my little parrot, but my mother called me aside and said seriously: "Son, you must put the parrot back into nature!" I asked my mother: "Why? "Huh?" My mother told me: "Birds and people often live together instead of living in nature. Not only will their lives be bad, but their lifespan will also be shortened."

After listening to my mother's words, I felt happy. It's very contradictory. Should I return it to nature, or should I keep it with me? I didn't think about tea or food for several days. I tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep. I didn't know what to do. The little parrot seemed to know something when he saw my unhappy look, and he was as unhappy as I was all day long. After a few days of careful thinking, I finally made the decision to return it to nature. After making this decision, I felt much lighter all over my body. Because I love it so much! How can I bear to let it live an unpleasant life, how can I bear to let it shorten its lifespan?

One morning, I held the little parrot in my hands and put my face close to its head. I have been with it for so long and have such a harmonious relationship. How reluctant I am to let it go! The moment I let go of my hand, I felt so heavy. At that moment, I shed tears for the first time because of my worries. The little parrot did not leave immediately, but scratched its face with its little paws, as if it was also very sad and was crying with me! I looked at it again and again, and finally, it flapped its wings and flew into the air. I kept watching it until it disappeared deep into the jungle...

The next morning, as usual, I was woken up by a familiar sound. When I opened my eyes, the little parrot was making faces! "Hey, why is my little parrot here? Didn't I take you back to nature yesterday?" I thought to myself. I played with the little parrot for a long time, and in the afternoon, I let it go again. But not long after, it flew back. It seems that this little guy is unwilling to leave.

Later, I heard from my classmates that animals have feelings. If you raise them, they will become attached to you and appreciate you. And it will always follow you. I haven't chased him away since and we are more friendly than ever.

Teachers and students, harmony between man and nature is an important part of building a harmonious society. Harmonious coexistence between humans and animals is a prerequisite for harmony between humans and nature. From my story with the little parrot, I understand better: if we can be kind to animals, animals can also repay us.

Let us live in harmony with animals together and play the sound of harmony in the 21st century together!

During World War II, in order to escape the clutches of the Nazis, an 8-year-old Jewish girl left her hometown and fled into the mountains alone. She unexpectedly formed an indissoluble bond with a wolf.

Misha Difensekar is 70 years old. From the appearance, she is no different from ordinary people. But she insists this is just a facade. "I can never be like other people. I am a mistake made by nature. I put on makeup like everyone else before I go out. I do the same things as everyone else, but inside I am an animal." Of course, she The animal in question is the wolf.

Misha’s mother is a Russian Jew with dark eyes and long black hair. Misha's father is a German Jew with brown hair and blue eyes. Misha's parents fled Germany to Belgium when the Nazis first began killing the Jews. Later, Belgium was also occupied by the Nazi army, and Misha's family had to live in hiding. Misha's mother never dared to go out because she looked obviously Jewish. Misha occasionally goes out with her father, and she sometimes goes to school. For Misha's safety, her parents made careful plans in advance. They told Misha that if they were caught by the Nazis, a woman would pick her up from school and take her to safety.

Escape from the Nazis and befriend the wolf

One day in 1941, something unfortunate happened. Misha's father did not pick her up from school as usual, but a strange woman came. She took Misha to a stranger's home on the outskirts of Brussels. Since then, Misha has never seen her parents again.

By chance, Misha heard the family who adopted her quietly discussing whether to hand Misha over to Nazi officers and soldiers. In panic, Misha decided to run away to find her biological parents. She stole some bread and a few apples from her foster parents' house and wore a compass. According to her adoptive parents, her biological parents had gone to Eastern Europe, so Misha decided to go east.

Along the way, Misha tried to avoid contact with people and ate whatever she could find and steal. When people are hungry, they will eat anything, including carrion, bugs, and even mud. Doing it just to fill your belly with stuff. "She slept in barns, tree holes, caves, or simply in the open air. She said that several times she actually curled up and fell asleep in the carcasses of slaughtered horses.

In Poland, Misha met a wolf for the first time. That day, she stole some food from a farmhouse. A man chased her and threw stones at her. Misha ran as fast as she could and hid in the woods. She was injured. She screamed like a wolf. Suddenly, Misha found something looking at her, so she threw a piece of meat to it, but it refused to come near. Misha realized that this was not a dog, but a wolf.

Misha gradually became familiar with the wolf, and they became inseparable friends. The female wolf was very kind to Misha. The prey was shared with her. Misha called her Rita's mother. During those days, Misha's mother would share her trophies, such as rabbits, with her. After that, Misha snuggled next to Rita's mother and fell asleep with a smile. Misha seemed to have found another mother. To Misha, Rita's mother was the whole world.

Later, Rita. Mom got a male wolf as a companion. The male wolf was very unfriendly to Misha at first. It tried to attack Misha several times, but Rita's mother stopped her after she figured out the male wolf's temperament. Misha learned a lot. . Whenever the male wolf gets angry, Misha will show her submission by lying down on the ground, curling up her limbs and exposing her throat.

Misha and this guy just give up. The two wolves lived together for a while. As for how long, Misha said that she was too young at the time and had no concept of time. Later, the two wolves were killed by hunters, and Misha left very sad. In the woods, Misha continued walking alone.

A few weeks later, Misha met a group of wolves. This was a big family, with a wolf father, a wolf mother, and several cubs. Among them, when the wolf father and the wolf mother go out to catch prey, Misha stays to take care of the wolf cubs and acts as a nanny. When they come back, Misha squats down on all fours and licks the wolf mother's nose. Eat. At first, the mother wolf backed away and refused to feed Misha. But Misha kept making soft noises and begging, and the mother wolf slowly came closer and then vomited the food to Misha. Gradually, the wolf mother began to treat Misha like her own baby, and Misha became a member of this special family. However, the good times did not last long, and the wolf pack disbanded, and Misha returned to her own life. He traveled east to Ukraine, and also took a train to Croatia and Italy, which took more than four years.

Returning to human protection after the war

In 1945, World War II ended. , Misha returned to Belgium. She told others about her experience, but people didn't believe her. Misha's story was too bizarre, and people didn't believe that a child could endure this kind of experience. So Misha chose to remain silent. , she kept the past deeply in her heart.

In Belgium, two teachers took Misha in and sent her to college. Misha had to undergo four surgeries on her toes. Her toes have grown together and can grip the ground deeply, like an ape.

Misha tried many jobs, she was sent to a convent, but she escaped. Later she stayed in a transportation company as a female flight attendant.

More than half a century later, Misha and her husband Morris now live in a small village on the east coast of the United States. They immigrated to the United States from the Netherlands in 1985. They own a white bungalow with a plain exterior. Her home is easy to find and is a well-known animal sanctuary. There is an elephant sculpture on the front steps, a bear statue in the bushes, 23 cats and two dogs, and birdseed hanging from the branches of every tree in the yard. Two dogs chased each other and rolled around in the yard. There was a sign on the fence that read "Dogs in Small Yard."

Misha walked into the kitchen and saw a big fat cat lying in the sink, and another one found a place to rest on the cupboard. Then her dog ran in, jumped on the table, and grabbed a slice of salami. "No. No, dear," Misha said in a loving tone, scratching the dog's ears. Misha said she was never so patient with people, but she had endless patience with animals. What she witnessed during World War II left her filled with rage against humanity.

Misha said the most miserable things she saw during the escape were some children. They were unloaded from the train, lined up and shot one by one. The children died without saying a word or shouting. After each gunshot a child fell down into the pit. A little girl died clutching her doll. From that moment on, Misha said to herself: "My relationship with humans is over, forever." Those murderous soldiers may have been fathers and had their own wives and children. How could they do such cruel things? What about? Misha doesn't understand. In comparison, Misha feels that wolves are much better than humans, at least they can accept her.

For years, Misha has been wary of humans. She carried knives with her and had knives in every room of her house. There is a machete at the door, a Japanese sword in the living room, and a dagger on the bed.

Misha also has a dangerous habit. She bites others, even her husband, when she is unable to express her emotions or when frustrated. Misha said she bit Morris until he bled and could hardly breathe. Morris said that when he and Misha first met 30 years ago, Misha was particularly prone to losing her temper, and anything could trigger her to bite someone. Fortunately, Morris had a good temper and tolerated Misha's extreme behavior.

Misha said she didn’t mean to get angry, but once she was angered, she would lose control and become extremely dangerous. She often tells herself: You can't bite, no.

In 1997, Misha wrote a book about this experience, titled "The Wolf Saved Me."

The lingering fear of SARS has not gone away, bird flu is surging; Streptococcus suis is still raging, and cutaneous anthrax has reappeared. According to reports, there has been an outbreak of cutaneous anthrax in Shenyang recently. As of 16:00 pm on August 5, a total of 12 cases of cutaneous anthrax have been reported in Shenyang, seven of which are confirmed cases and one has died.

If you pay a little attention, you will find that these four epidemics are all related to animals. After SARS, people did not dare to eat civets and other wild game; after the outbreak of avian influenza, people became afraid of chickens; after people were infected with Streptococcus suis and sacrificed dozens of lives, people discovered that stupid pigs can also "revenge" ; This time the outbreak of cutaneous anthrax has surprised people even more: honest and honest cows can also "harm" people!

What to do? After SARS passed, we were busy developing a SARS vaccine--it is reported that the official SARS vaccine has recently undergone human trials. After the outbreak of human infection with Streptococcus suis, we rushed to test and produce the Streptococcus suis vaccine - it is said that the first batch of vaccines will be released in the affected areas in the near future. This time there is an outbreak of cutaneous anthrax. I think someone may be conducting trials of a vaccine in this area.

This brings us some comfort. However, if you think that you can sit back and relax, you would be wrong. Taiwanese scholar Lai Mingzhao, known as the "Father of Coronavirus," believes that viruses are actually smarter than virologists. In the war between humans and bacteria and viruses, humans cannot win against viruses or bacteria because viruses or bacteria will mutate. For example, the bird flu virus has mutated several times since the outbreak, making it difficult to prevent. The mutation of the SARS virus has attracted great attention from scientists. Dayi Ho, a Chinese-American scientist who has made great contributions to AIDS research, warned people: due to the continuous changes of the SARS virus, there may be more infectious and more infectious viruses in the future. More virulent new coronavirus variants emerge.

The development of a vaccine is obviously an afterthought and can only be passive; the large-scale slaughter of infected animals is nothing more than an emergency measure to "jump over the wall". Today, we must reflect: Why do animals frequently retaliate against humans?

If we take a moment to examine our attitude towards animals in modern society and think about animals as living beings, we will definitely feel that the revenge of animals is really insignificant. In modern society, science and technology have developed, but the killing of animals has also increased thousands of times. Every day when we wake up, countless chickens have their necks cut in mourning, and countless cows cry and fall heavily. Down. In addition to the surge in killings, more importantly, our attitude towards animals has completely changed. In ancient times, when people slaughtered animals, they also prayed. This prayer means that although I have to kill you, I still feel uneasy because I have deprived you of your life.

Nowadays, our slaughter of animals has been large-scale and automated. Thousands of animals are driven into the slaughterhouse, and their heads are missing in an instant, and their blood flows into rivers. We have become so accustomed to killing animals that we have no mercy whatsoever.

Not only do we slaughter animals without scruples, we also abuse them without scruples before slaughtering them. In order to make them grow faster, we feed them hormones of one kind or another, causing their genes to mutate; in order to save costs, we imprison them in narrow, dirty cages and let them live a life inferior to that of pigs and dogs (now breeding The pigs in the farm are really not as good as the pigs before!)

Schweitz, one of the founders of environmental ethics, pointed out: "A truly ethical (moral) person believes that all life is sacred, including those that appear inferior from a human standpoint. So it is with life, and it is only under the compulsion of concrete circumstances and necessity that he makes distinctions, namely that he is in a situation in which he must decide to sacrifice those lives in order to preserve his life. The subjectivity and arbitrariness of one's own actions, and the responsibility for the lives sacrificed. "Humans eating animals is a normal ecological behavior, but it does not mean that animals can be treated arbitrarily, and they can be killed and eaten without any harm." No guilt at all. We must realize that animals are also alive and feel pain, so we sympathize with the suffering of animals. When it is inevitable to harm animals or deprive them of their lives, we should try our best to alleviate their suffering. At the same time, we should feel guilty for our actions and express gratitude for the sacrifices of animals. This is a lofty moral realm, marking the degree of human civilization.

Everything in the world seems to be noisy and chaotic, but in fact there are rules. Modern man's indifference and cruelty to animals has led to unprecedented tension in the relationship between man and animals and triggered war between man and animals. In this war, human beings' passivity has been fully exposed. We have reached the most critical juncture. If we do not abandon anthropocentrism and learn to respect and pity animals, the situation of mankind will be in danger in the near future!

A housewife was frying several eels at a time as a side dish for dinner. She put the large and small eels she bought into the water and sprinkled them with salt (which can make the fish spit out the dirt in their stomachs. After the fish was soaked in salted fresh water, their whole bodies would convulse and their stomachs would continue to vomit. spit out the contents inside).

After a while, these fish almost vomited all the dirt in their stomachs. Start frying them one by one in the oil pan. The fried eels always struggle painfully in the oil pan until they die. When a big eel was exploded, the eel did not struggle like other eels. Instead, it rushed down with its head and stood up with its tail upward.

The housewife was stunned by the sight in front of her. She fished out the big eel, cut open its belly, and found that there were still little eels jumping around alive.

Postscript: For the big eel, the little eel is not necessarily its child. It still swallowed it painfully in the salt water, and in the high-temperature oil pan of several hundred degrees, it fought tooth and nail to protect the little eel. This is the true love between animals... I hope it can help you

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In short, he didn't recognize life, and he was very well-behaved. My mother and father and I built a warm little house for it, and it fell asleep peacefully at night. Whenever I get up in the morning and go to school, it licks me with its little pink tongue, as if it is showing attachment to me. On the way to school I was thinking, how will he behave when I get out of school? After school, when I got off the bus, I saw him sitting at the station waiting for me. At this time, he kept spinning around me, as if he wanted to welcome me back. I liked this dog so much that I silently made up my mind to keep it. But the good times didn't last long. One day, the dog went out to play, but it didn't come back at night. At this time, I started to comfort myself that it might have been having too much fun with other dogs and forgot to go home. The next morning, I still had this mentality, but I was immediately sentenced to death. My mother said that if it hasn't come back yet, I'm afraid it won't come back. Sure enough, it left me and I was sad for a long time. Because I was afraid of getting a dog again and getting sad, my family didn’t have a dog for a long time. But what I saw once made me want to keep a dog again. That is, there is a big wolf dog (female) in my neighbor’s house that has given birth to a litter of pups. His family cannot afford to raise so many pups, so they have to give them away. If they can’t give them away, they will throw away the puppies. After hearing this In a word, I hurriedly picked up this puppy, went home and patiently raised it. My parents liked this dog very much when it came to my house. Maybe they thought it was a big rat and had a tiger-like head, so they liked it more. Mom and Dad even named it "Hu Zi", but I still like my first dog, and I don't know why. The dog gradually grew up. He can look after the house, patrol the corn fields, and herd ducks... In addition, I also taught him some skills in rescuing people. One day I took it to take a bath, and accidentally fell into a deep puddle. Because it was not very big at the time, I didn't scream for help loudly. But the black tiger heard my cry for help in the water, so it swam over quickly, bit my collar and pulled me out. But when he got up and came ashore, something in the water entangled his legs, but he didn't show any fear at all. He kept barking at me. I can think of his heart, he was afraid that if I didn't After saving it, he was swallowed by the water, so he barked. I really didn't have the courage to go back into the water to save it. I gave in, and I gave in very decadently. It struggled for a few minutes, but couldn't hold on any longer. Exhausted, he said to me, "Master, thank you for raising me, thank you for teaching me my skills, thank you for everything. If I have another life, will I still be your mount, will you?" My voice was very loud at that time. The older one said to him: "I do, I do." I said this sentence ten times. When I finished saying it for the tenth time, he burst into tears. To be honest, the black tiger and I have been together for so long, and he has never shed a single tear. Today he shed a tear, and so did I. I feel like my heart is crying. The moment he sank into the water, my cry resounded through the sky. At this time, I was weak and could only shed tears for him, and I could only cry loudly for him. Nothing else can be done. He died, and I walked home alone. I returned home dejectedly. My mother asked me: "Why didn't Black Tiger come back? Did he go to herd ducks? Did she go to herd geese? Or went to patrol the cornfield?" I didn't speak for a long time because I didn't know how to answer my mother. My father, who has always been strong and steady, also asked me eagerly: "Did you hear what mom was talking to you?" Soon I replied: "The black tiger is dead. It drowned to save me." Dad usually talks to black tigers. Tiger is the best. After hearing this, my parents, who have always been strong, shed tears along with me. No one cried aloud and stood motionless. In an instant, I felt that everything was frozen, even the air was frozen. We continued like this for more than ten minutes. After that, the three of us went to the river to salvage the black tiger. The black tiger was stiff all over and had a big wound on his leg. We were heartbroken for a while, and finally buried the black tiger. The days began to pass again, but they lacked the fun of Black Tiger's presence. Our family has never had a dog since then, because in our hearts, no one can surpass Black Tiger. There is no way to express my love for it, I can only bury it in my heart and never forget it for a long time. I love dogs, and I love my best dog even more - the black tiger

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What small animals do you like in life? Please make up your own topic and write a short story about what happened between you and the small animals. To capture the characteristics of small animals,

My hamster baby” Last year I took Ranran to a colleague’s house to play. In the small cage on the balcony, he saw two small hamsters. The colleague said: “Just like it.” Give it to you! "Of course, as if I had found a treasure, I took it home ecstatically. The backs of these two little hamsters are silver-gray. From the back to the abdomen, the color gradually becomes lighter and lighter. They are like wearing silver coats. The tutu's fur coat is rounded, and its four round, black eyes look at us from time to time. They are very cute. They always sleep during the day and get up at night. . All kinds of cereals, dried fruits, and dried meats are their favorites. I said, "Of course, give them a name!" Ranran thought for a moment and said, "I am my mother's baby, and the hamster babies are my babies. Let's call them Beibei and Bibi." Ranran and I bought them a pink cage, a drinking fountain, a wheel for them to move and exercise, a sleeping room and a slide. We also prepared bath salts and deodorizer for them. Ran Ran is envious of their carefree, happy and carefree life. In the process of raising hamsters, Ran Ran has learned to take care of their daily life and understand their living habits. I learned a lot from it. When I get up every morning, I first have to prepare nutritious breakfast and cold water for them, and I also know what makes a healthy hamster. Look at their mental state. Generally, healthy hamsters should be agile and quite active at other times. Then, you need to observe whether their eyes are alert and their ears are intact, so that you can take them with ease. Raise them at home. Of course, you also need to figure out how to distinguish the genders so that they can have many babies in the future and turn their small family into a big family to make their lives happier. Beibei is usually very well-behaved, but Bibi likes to fight. Whenever the two of them are not united and friendly, Ranran will separate them for a period of time. When they feel lonely and bored, and miss each other, they will be allowed to be together. Sometimes, the other one is too naughty. Even if they are naughty, Ranran will teach them a lesson. The cute little hamsters are free and active in the hut, running back and forth between the wheels, slides, and huts, and Ranran will also laugh happily.

The little hamsters brought infinite happiness to Ranran. On her birthday, Ranran silently made a wish to the cake: "I wish my two little hamsters babies health and happiness