How my wildlife friends feel.

Tippi, a French girl, 1990 was born in Namibia, Africa. She grew up in the jungle, her parents filmed wild animals, dated wild elephants, danced with ostriches, chameleons, bullfrogs, leopards, lions and baboons ... all these brought her fun, joy, adventure, fantasy and even the pain of flesh and blood, and finally became her best friend.

This book is a touching story and personal experience written by Tippy Jr. after he returned to Paris at the age of 65,438+00. At the same time, it was compiled into 130 more than 30 extremely rare pictures taken by her parents, who are famous wildlife photographers. It is not only amiable, but also arouses people's awareness of protecting nature and wildlife. Immediately after publication, it was welcomed by young readers and loved by adults. It was quickly translated into German, Japanese, English and other languages, becoming a global bestseller, and some translations sold more than one million.

My wildlife friend is a timely book. After "man and nature" has become the theme of globalization, it is necessary for us to review what we have done and forgotten in the interaction with nature.

A little French girl who is only 10 years old sees the world with her virginity eyes. To be sure, no one told her not to hurt those animals before she made friends with them. According to Dr. Freud, human childhood is animalistic. Little Tippy thinks he is an out-and-out small animal, growing up with wild elephants, ostriches, chameleons, zebras, bullfrogs, leopards, lions and baboons. Her friend consciousness comes from nature, just as she thinks she is wild. When her parents took pictures of her beloved friends with a camera, they obviously regarded her as one of the animals.

Walking into Africa and those wild animals, many things are amazing, but they are so vivid in front of your eyes. Elephants as amiable as elders, lions as docile as cats, giraffes as noble as emperors, naughty baboons and lemurs, sensitive antelopes ... If accompanied by pictures, the innocent, innocent and beautiful appearance is heartbreaking, more like asking us adults, why are our friends endowed with such characteristics as "ferocity"? Although the animal world is complicated and animals have aggressive personalities, what does it matter? Little Tippy said that we should communicate with those wild animals and care, understand and respect them with our words, actions and love. She can't tolerate the absurd ways of killing wild animals. She hates many vicious killers: "Some of us humans are so cruel that we have no reason at all, just for fun." These people are all bad people. "Tippy believes that animals come from good people, not bad people. We can say that Tippy's thought is simple, because she is just a child, but when we hear the voice of the whole human being, and it is so clear and powerful, will you be ashamed of playing with a swallow when you were a child? Do you also want to send such a voice to every corner of the world?

Tippy's journey is not a romantic story. The 65,438+030 photos are not for curiosity, and certainly not for winning a grand prize. Even "My Wild Animal Friends" is not too much as a children's education book. It is not only children who want to get an education. As we all know, we adults and gentlemen need soul washing more. Tippy said that God would tell her all the questions. She doesn't believe what the adult world will teach her. Maybe too much killing is unbearable for her. Reading Jimmy's paintings and calligraphy makes me feel emotionally displaced and unpredictable, while reading Tippy makes me doubt the truth and belonging of life. At any time, we can run and laugh with our animal friends under a blue sky, just like her, or maybe like human childhood.

My wildlife friend came to China.

Tippi, a little girl from France, told a legendary story about her growing up in wild animals, being able to talk to animals and being good at exchanging feelings with animals with her eyes-My Wild Animal Friends, which was recently included in the library of the same name by Man and Nature magazine and published in Chinese by Yunnan Education Press.

Little Tippy's parents are famous photographers. They shoot wild animals. 1990 After she was born in Namibia, she followed her parents to the desert and jungle in southern Africa, accompanied by baboons and danced with ostriches. The elephant is her brother, the chameleon is her best friend, and even the dangerous animal she tries to get close to: the little lion sucks her thumb and sleeps soundly, and the fierce leopard sprinkles urine on her to show intimacy. She realized that "all animals come from the good side" and was saddened by the cruelty of wild animals. When she returned to Paris at the age of 65,438+00, she wrote down all these unforgettable experiences and feelings. These experiences and feelings are full of legends, showing the innocence, innocence, sophistication and maturity of children. More than 30 beautiful pictures of/kloc-0 taken by her parents in time vividly reproduce the scene of harmony between man and nature and between man and animals, which makes this book really beautiful.

After being published in Paris in 2000, My Wild Animal Friends was quickly translated into German, Japanese and English, distributed in 29 countries, and loved by hundreds of millions of young readers and many adult readers, teachers, parents and children educators.

/kloc-Tippy, a 0/2-year-old French girl, chose a thrilling life completely beyond your "urban stereotype" imagination. This is the way she gets along with the world: riding on the soft and warm ostrich's back, letting Mufasa, the little lion, suck her fingers for a nap, and taking a naked bath by the river with a water sprayer with a trunk-this is not a beautiful chapter, but these real pictures come from the photos in my Friends of Wild Animals.

Mr. Alain de Grey, a French photographer, is the father of a 12-year-old girl. He is not crazy. He told me that day that he would always remember the words of an American Indian chief in 1955: Let people be animals! Maybe one day, everything that happens to animals will happen to people. But no matter what happens, we are all sons of the earth.

This concept of advocating nature plays a strong role in the photographer's mind, which makes his daughter Tippy be placed in the wildlife group as soon as she was born in Namibia, Africa. She climbed up the nose of the elephant brother Abu and kissed him. She was lying on the ground, being held for a walk by cheetahs from behind. When she was a baby, she sat on Linda the ostrich's back. "Linda is very kind," said the girl. "She is always afraid of knocking me over and often refuses to move." When she was three or four years old, she walked into the desert naked, and that small pile of tender meat sparkled in the desert sunset, which made people feel really excited.

What is even more shocking is the harmonious relationship between man and nature implied by this child-they can be so harmonious, not hostile to each other, not invading each other, not hurting each other and not killing each other. In the real world, things are far from so affectionate. In the world where people are in absolute strength, people have become accustomed to animals being kept in cages, put on the table and killed by various means. Between us and them, it seems that the relationship between murder and murder will always be. While the animality of animals is suppressed, the animality of human beings expands infinitely.

Poverty makes people ask nature for food. Desire makes people look ferocious.

Maybe only children are pure good people. Tippy said, "Animals are my family" and "My gift is talking to animals". Before children grow up, they seem to have that mysterious connection with animals. Grow up to be a demon-it's all children who cry for a pigeon with a broken wing.

Mr. Feng Zikai is probably the clearest environmentalist. Among his notes about nursing students, the most famous one is The Dead Bear: The hunter went into the mountain to shoot the bear, and the bear hit the key and couldn't sit down. Short-sighted, bear dead, feet holding boulders. There is a bear number three in Shixiaxi. So people who die but don't fall are afraid that stones will hurt their sons. The hunter was moved and stopped hunting for life.

Maybe civilization is the best medicine to save the world. In the material-rich modern society, it has opened our eyes, made a benign recovery, and slowly saw the blind spot. "Environmental protection" has become a theme. Behind it, it carries profound philosophical significance.

Facing the French photographer, I asked him, aren't you afraid that your daughter is in danger in nature? Mr Allen's answer was unexpected. He said, I am not afraid of my little daughter being hurt in wild animals. In fact, rampant traffic in cities, terrorist incidents falling from the sky, murders and countless deceptions, temptations and traps are "much more dangerous than nature."

However, they can't live in "nature" forever. Tippy returned to Paris and felt a sense of absurdity about city life. For example, she used to go to school in Paris barefoot. After a long time, she finally took off her shoes and socks, only to be laughed at by the children around her.

The more civilization evolves, the more we should love nature; But the more civilization evolves, the farther away we have from nature-is this a helpless strange circle?

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/kloc-Tippy, a 0/2-year-old French girl, chose a thrilling life completely beyond your "urban stereotype" imagination. This is the way she gets along with the world: riding on the soft and warm ostrich's back, letting Mufasa, the little lion, suck her fingers for a nap, and taking a naked bath by the river with a water sprayer with a trunk-this is not a beautiful chapter, but these real pictures come from the photos in my Friends of Wild Animals.

Mr. Alain de Grey, a French photographer, is the father of a 12-year-old girl. He is not crazy. He told me that day that he would always remember the words of an American Indian chief in 1955: Let people be animals! Maybe one day, everything that happens to animals will happen to people. But no matter what happens, we are all sons of the earth.

This concept of advocating nature plays a strong role in the photographer's mind, which makes his daughter Tippy be placed in the wildlife group as soon as she was born in Namibia, Africa. She climbed up the nose of the elephant brother Abu and kissed him. She was lying on the ground, being held for a walk by cheetahs from behind. When she was a baby, she sat on Linda the ostrich's back. "Linda is very kind," said the girl. "She is always afraid of knocking me over and often refuses to move." When she was three or four years old, she walked into the desert naked, and that small pile of tender meat sparkled in the desert sunset, which made people feel really excited.

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Wild animals are like my family

It is not easy to describe Africa. Africa and here (here, Paris). There are thousands of differences, too far apart.

People often say that I am the little sister of the Mongols. I'm glad to hear that, because Mongley means wild, and I'm a wild child. I can't explain clearly. All the girls I know are domestic workers, except me. Why am I wild? That's because I live in Africa, far from the city, and wild animals are like my family.

I long to go back to Africa one day, and I often long to go back one day. Living there is not an ordinary life. I don't understand why people leave the wild. As soon as I left the wild and returned to the city, my troubles came.

My father told me that in Botswana, when you go out in a 4x4 jeep, you will often meet a large group of extraction flies, and they will get into the car through the window. It hurts to be stung by this big tongue fly. They often scramble to bite, but they never touch me. I think it's a mystery ... maybe they think I belong to nature, but most of mine are not? Or, it may be a smell or a hobby. In life, not everything can be made clear.

I can talk to animals.

I can talk to animals, and everyone feels fresh. So, many people came to me to tell stories, chat and ask me many questions, which exhausted me? I really have nothing to say ... I don't want to explain how I talked to them. It's no use. How to talk to animals is a secret. To figure this out, you need a little talent. Everyone has his own talent, such as writing, drawing, singing, saying a certain word and so on. Talent, very mysterious.

As for me, my gift is to date animals. Of course, I don't get along with any animals. I only kiss African wild animals. I talk to them with my mind and eyes, and communicate with them with my heart. You can see that they know what I mean and they are answering me. They make some movements, or look at me with their eyes, as if everything they want to say comes from their eyes. I'm sure I can talk to them. Although I know it's a bit strange, that's how I know them and sometimes even make friends with them.

Oh, this is life. Everyone has his own skills, and mine is a bit special. I know this is a huge fortune. I hope from the bottom of my heart that I am the only one who has this wealth, because wealth is not for everyone.

The docile little lion-Mufasa

I know a little lion. It's so cute. It also has its own name, Mufasa. So gentle, so gentle and funny. We often play together. Once, we took a nap together, and it sucked my thumb and slept soundly.

When we met again the next year, it grew like magic. It recognized me, slowly approached me and played with me. It touched me with its tail. It's amazing. I almost fell down with a brush.

My parents don't trust Mufasa very much and don't want me to be with it. I'm sorry, but they really don't trust. They don't trust me, so I don't want to touch them. In fact, dealing with people is the same.

Animals are never fierce, just more aggressive.

Animals are never fierce, but sometimes they are more aggressive. I almost forgot to tell everyone not to say "ferocious animals" but "aggressive animals". But it's no use talking. Nobody believed it. So what can I do? I won't repeat the same thing all my life. ...

Animals are aggressive only when they want to protect themselves, their children or their territory. Of course, if they are injured or have a bad temper, they will be aggressive, or they are naturally aggressive. They always have their own reasons anyway. People are different from people, and people themselves don't know why they are so fierce. Sometimes I get angry, like a little witch. A lot of ugly words come out of my mouth and I can't stop.

One day, I really want to meet Elvi, but all the adults are against me. I must tell you that Elvi is a tall and strong male baboon with dangerous big teeth in his mouth. He looks really bad. Everyone thought it would be aggressive? It's hard to predict what it will do. I, for some reason, feel I can get close to it. Finally, my parents had to let me near it. They specifically told me not to stare at it with my eyes. It will think it is hostile or provocative, which will make it angry. So, I just looked at its hand, and then I tilted my hand up, very lightly. Animals are like this. You have to touch each other to understand each other. It is also important to be familiar with the smell.

Elvi sneered at me. It should think that I am not its enemy. I touched it kindly. Very calm. Baboon hands are really funny. It is so warm and fluffy, just like a human hand.

Leaving the baboon, my mother and big belly were relieved. As for me, it's nice to meet Elvi. Now I'm dating a baboon, but I have no time to be friends.

Animals come from the good side.

Some of us humans are fierce, fierce for no reason at all, just for fun. These people are all bad people. I don't know whether this situation exists in animals. If an animal comes from a bad person, it will not date people and has no hope of becoming friends. It's strange to think of these. I've never been in this situation, or maybe crocodiles are like this?

Like snakes, everyone thinks they are fierce, but I have never been bitten by a snake. By the way, I was bitten by a mongoose once, so my nose has teeth marks in some photos. But it's not its fault. When I approached it and picked it up, it was very nervous and thought it would hurt it, so it bit my nose. This is just self-defense. I can't hate it

I've learned that animals come from the good side, not the bad side.

One of my favorite photos.

One of my favorite photos was taken when I was a child. In the photo, you can see that my hand is very close to the mouth of an antelope, very close. Antelope is so afraid of people, but that antelope is not afraid of me. I don't remember what happened, but I must have been talking to it. Otherwise, how could it let me near it? I am a ferocious human being, the kind that kills antelopes.

Take a picture with a big belly, and then the antelope leaves because it feels uncomfortable or it doesn't want to be quiet at all. It's hard to keep quiet in front of the person you're afraid of.

Every time I think about it, or look at this photo, I always feel a little strange that I have the ability to talk to animals.

What is love between animals? I think the love between them is that there is no quarrel, or indeed there is no quarrel like human beings. I don't understand why there is such a big difference. However, I think that's because animals are satisfied with one thing, while humans always want something else.

I love to laugh, and I like the wind blowing my hair.

One night, I met an unimaginable thing, very strange. I've never seen it before: I saw a meteor? I was talking to God at that time. I didn't talk to him with my hands like mass, but with my mouth. I asked him if I was the only little girl in the world who lived with wild animals. If there were others like me, I wouldn't be jealous. I asked him to treat me well if I went to heaven. I also told him that I love him very much and often miss him ... so he gave me a meteor.

I love to laugh, and I often laugh. I also like the wind blowing my hair. For example, when driving through the jungle, I sit on the top of a jeep and let the wind blow me. If my neck feels cold, I won't sit down. I also like to meet my best friend and hug her in my arms, or meet my lover and hug him tightly.

I have enough parents, a lover and a best friend.