For the first time, I published a short article here, and today I will not talk about all the big philosophies of life, career, family, etc. (the problem is that I don't understand it either). One was a little heart-wrenching today about a stray cat. I am a middle-aged man who has been farming in Leizhou for the first year from Henan, and others call me Lao Zhang because my surname is Zhang. On July 26th, I came from Henan to Leizhou, a place where spring is full of spring all year round, and I was a little scared at the beginning (a little mosquitoes) but then slowly got used to it. It's a bit wordy, back to the point. A little over a month ago I used to see a small wild cat around the tent where I lived, a very small one, facing her, and she was hiding from me from a distance. Later, I felt that her heart must have been afraid, vigilant and eager. More than twenty days ago, when I was looking for something in the temporary warehouse, I heard a whirring sound, and when I looked for prestige, I saw the fur on the back of the little wild cat angrily erecting against me, and I suddenly felt that this was the idea of a cat guarding the cubs, so it gave up the idea of finding something.
Ten days ago, three kittens that didn't look like mother cats appeared in the warehouse, but I could only see that their coat color didn't look like old cats, because as soon as I entered the warehouse, they fled. Strangely enough, I noticed that the little wild cat was wary of trying to slowly approach me (as I was eating); and tried to approach me very carefully, until later, when I saw her carrying what I fed her back to the warehouse, I realized that she was close to me, perhaps because she couldn't find enough food. And then later... The little wild cat became a part of our respective lives for the two middle-aged men until yesterday...
Yesterday after finishing work, it was almost dark, I had to go shopping on the street, tens of meters away from the roadside... Under the motorcycle lights, the little wild cat was lying on the side of the road- not in the normal rest position, and when he got out of the car, his whole body was crawling with ants and there was no sign of being crushed. My heart contracted, uncomfortable.
I remember that yesterday she tripped me around my leg while I was walking, and I scolded her, but today she is lying quietly on the side of the road, and the bigger problem is that there are three kittens who don't know if they can eat by themselves. Later, rational analysis can eat by themselves (I have seen the mother cat bite the food into it), and today I bought some roast pigs to feed it to try. As a result, the three kittens still hid far away when they saw me, and I left the barbecue and deliberately closed the door and went out. I meditated in my heart: Maybe you should have experienced suffering early in your fate, grow up well, maybe you don't know it yourself, you are already orphans!
