Thoughts on Reading Mr. Segan's Sheep

Some thoughts on reading Mr. Segan's Sheep (1)

The seemingly runaway wild horse is heading for the long-awaited freedom. On the surface, it's calm and calm, but inside, it's tumbling down.

Of course, this is not just a story about goats. Dude made it very clear at the beginning: this story is to give advice to Glen Guwa, who is obsessed with beautiful poetry. If he wants to "live as he pleases", then fine! Please look at what happened to the goat!

The little goat in the article has a great pursuit of life, that is, he longs for freedom and doesn't want to be tied up in the yard to eat grass. Even if he knows that there is a wolf on the mountain, he can't suppress his heart longing for the mountain and freedom! In the end, the little goat paid the price of his life.

this is really "knowing that there are wolves in the mountains, and leaning towards the wolf mountains." But I'm sure the little goat won't regret it. It has found freedom and fought against the evil wolf in high spirits all night. It has done what it wants to do-roll around on the green grass and enjoy this hard-won freedom.

A story about freedom comes to mind:

There are two brothers, twins. The elder brother is excellent and everything is fine, but the younger brother is the opposite, so he lived in the light of his brother since childhood. Their parents like their brother very much and pay little attention to him. With the intervention of his parents, my brother swam in the ocean of knowledge every day, and finally, he entered a prestigious school and finished his doctorate. The younger brother, without the attention of his parents, can develop his hobbies freely. He is addicted to photography and has won many national awards. When they met as adults, the younger brother expressed his envy of his brother: "Brother, do you know how much I envy you and get so much care from my parents!" " After listening to this, my brother said otherwise, "I envy you!" I can do what I want to do. I used to like playing football very much and wanted to be a star player, but my parents stopped me. Alas ... "

My brother realized that he was happier than his brother because he had freedom.

yes! Freedom is precious and free. Zen needs our understanding. Let's get rid of the reins and run to the vast grassland, enjoy ourselves and not be tired of the world.

After reading "Mr. Segan's Goat", I guess Granguwa will continue to be obsessed with beautiful poetic rhyme instead of being the editor of something. Little goat can give his life for his own desire, not to mention him.

Good times are as fleeting as a mirror. It is our eternal topic to walk for freedom and desire. There are thousands of rivers and rivers, and there are clouds in Wan Li and Wan Li days. Freedom should be a Zen in your heart, quietly collecting beautiful patterns that accompany your life in silence!

Some thoughts on reading "Mr. Segan's Sheep" (2)

Mr. Segan is really unlucky, and all his goats have been lost. These sheep were lost one by one, but the situation was exactly the same: in the morning, the goat broke the rope around its neck and ran to the top of the high mountain, where it was eaten by the wolf. Although the wolves on the mountain were so terrible and their owners took care of them so carefully, the sheep escaped after all. This is because they love nature and they love freedom. For this, they are at any cost.

Mr. Segan is an upright man. But he doesn't know the temper of these goats at all. So he was in a hurry and said,

"Alas! It's too bad. These sheep are tired of staying in my house. I can't keep one. "

however, he is not discouraged. When he lost six goats in the same situation, he bought a seventh one. This time, he bought a newborn lamb. Because he thought that if the sheep had been used to living in his home since childhood, maybe it wouldn't have run away.

how beautiful this lamb looks! You see, its eyes are so gentle; Its hooves are black and bright, and the two horns on its head are still patterned. Together with that moustache, it is really arrogant. Its hair is white and long, as if wearing a leather coat. This lamb is not only beautiful, but also obedient. When the owner milks, it doesn't move, and it never kicks over the small basin filled with milk. How delightful it is!

in the backyard of Mr. Segan's house, there is a small garden surrounded by mountains and trees. Mr. Segan found a place where grass grows best here, nailed a stake, and then tied the kid to the stake. The rope is long, so the lamb can walk in a big place. He also comes from time to time to see how the lamb lives. It seems that the day of the little goat is very happy. It eats grass leisurely. Mr. Segan is really proud this time. He said:

"This time, a sheep finally stayed in my house!" "

Mr. Segan is wrong, and his seventh lamb feels bored again.

One day, the lamb looked at the high mountain and said to himself,

"How nice it would be to stay at the top of that mountain! If I didn't have this damn rope around my neck, I could run and jump in the Woods on the mountain. How fun it would be! It's ok to tie donkeys and cows to graze in this garden, but not for goats, who want to go to a wider place. "

From this time on, the little goat felt that the grass in the garden was no longer tasteless. It is getting thinner day by day, and its milk is getting less and less. Its head is always looking towards the mountain, but the rope around its neck is holding it all the time, so it has to open its nostrils and bleat. Seeing this situation is really a bit pitiful! Mr. Segan found something wrong with his sheep, but he didn't know what happened to it.

One morning, he had just finished milking, and the little goat turned to him and said in sheep's language,

"Listen, Mr. Segan, I can't stay in your house any longer. I am getting thinner and thinner. Let me go to the mountain! "

"ah! God, it is also like this! " Mr. Segan was surprised and scared when he heard this, and all the milk pots fell to the ground at once. After a while, he sat on the grass next to the little goat:

"What's the matter with you, Browngate, do you want to leave me?"

"Yes, Mr. Segan." Brongate the lamb replied.

"Do you think there is not enough grass here?"

"No, Mr. Segan."

"Do you think the rope tied around your neck is too short? Shall I make it longer for you? "

"No, Mr. Segan."

"so what do you want? What do you want? "

"I want to go to the mountains, Mr. Segan."

"But don't you know there are wolves on the mountain? What will you do if it comes? "

"If the wolf comes, I'll give it a few horns."

"The wolf looks down on the corner of your chair. It has eaten many ewes. The horns of those sheep are much worse than yours. Don't you know old goat Henard? It was here last year. It is strong and fierce, just like a ram. That time, it fought with the wolf all night, but in the morning, the wolf still ate it. "

"alas! Poor Hernandez ... But it doesn't matter, Mr. Segan, let me go to the mountain! "

"my god! What should we do with these sheep? The wolf is going to eat one of my sheep again ... No, no, I will save you even though you little thing don't want to. I'm afraid you'll break the rope, so I'll just shut you up in the sheepfold. So you can't run. "

Mr. Segan took the sheep to the pen and locked the door. Unfortunately, however, he forgot to close the window. As soon as he turned around, the kid ran away from the window ... The kid Browngate came to the mountain, and he was very happy. Everything is so novel: it has never seen an old pine tree so beautiful. Everyone received it like a queen: the tall chestnut bent down and stroked it gently with branches; The yellow broom petals are all open, and they give off a burst of fragrance ... The whole mountain welcomes the little goat like a festival. There are no more ropes, no more stakes, and nothing to hinder it. The little goat ran, jumped and ate the grass on the mountain ... Ah! There are better grasses over there, there are almost 1 kinds. The grass is really tall, as high as the horns of a lamb, thin, tender and fresh, which is completely different from the grass in Mr. Segan's garden. Look! There are flowers over there: this is the tall and big blue balloon flower, and that is the purple foxglove flower ... In this sea of flowers, each kind is full of intoxicating flower juice.

The little goat is really drunk. It lay on the grass on all fours; The fallen leaves and chestnuts spread a thick layer on the hillside. How comfortable it is for the little goat to roll along the hillside! Suddenly, it jumped up again and ran forward with its head stretched out. Go through the bushes, through the bushes, run to the top of the mountain for a while, jump into the deep ditch for a while, go up and down for a while, run around and jump around, and you will probably think that there are at least ten Mr. Segan's goats in this mountain!

Little Browngate, he doesn't know anything about fear!

when it crossed a fast-flowing stream, it jumped hard, splashing a lot of dust and water flowers under its feet and getting wet. The little goat found a flat and smooth big stone, and lay on it in the sun ... Then he went for a walk on a flat ground halfway up the mountain, free, with a broom leaf in his mouth ... Suddenly, he saw a house in the distance on the plain below the mountain and a small garden behind it. Ah! Isn't that Mr. Segan's home? At this time, the little goat thought it was so ridiculous that it laughed and even burst into tears. He thought,

"Look, his home is so small! How could I have stayed there before! "

poor little guy, you forget that you are standing at such a high place and looking down! But what about the little goat? At this time, I feel at least as big as the world.

On the whole, it was a wonderful morning. At noon, the little goat met a group of antelopes. They are eating wild vines with their sharp teeth. The little goat in a white skirt was a little greedy, so these friendly antelopes gave it the best part to eat.

suddenly, a cool breeze blew and the mountains turned into rose purple. Ah! It's evening.

"Is the day over?" The little goat was so surprised that it stopped running and stopped.

the fields at the foot of the mountain have disappeared into the mist. Mr. Segan's small garden disappeared in the fog. I saw wisps of kitchen smoke floating on the top of that small house. The little goat heard the tinkling bell, and the shepherd drove the herd home. The little goat suddenly felt lonely and sad ... An eagle flew in, its wings brushed gently from the little goat, and the little goat was afraid ... "Howl! Hey! " There was a long roar in the mountains.

The little goat suddenly thought of the wolf. This whole day, it didn't think about it! At that time, the horn sounded at the foot of the mountain. This was blown by Mr. Segan. He is summoning the kid to go home!

"Howl! Hey! " The wolf barks again ... Mr. Segan's horn says to the little goat:

"Come back quickly! Come back quickly! ..... "

Browngate originally wanted to go back. But at the thought of the stake and the rope tied around his neck, and at the thought of the fence on the edge of the garden, he never wanted to go back to his unfree life. It would rather stay on this mountain ... The horn doesn't sound any more.

The little goat heard the rustling of leaves behind him. He turned around and saw two straight and short ears and two shining eyes under the shadow of the tree ... Isn't that the wolf!

The wolf sat motionless on the ground, staring at the little goat with two eyes, as if he were tasting mutton. Because it knows that it can definitely eat the little goat, it is not in a hurry. When the little goat turned around, the big wolf smiled slyly: "Haha … Mr. Segan's little goat!" " With that, he stuck out his thick red tongue and licked his lips.

Browngate thought it was all over ... but at this moment, he suddenly remembered the old goat Hernandez. The old ewe struggled with the wolf all night, and was finally eaten by the wolf in the morning, not immediately. Browngate thought it might be better to ask the wolf to eat it at once ... However, he immediately changed his mind. The little goat began to defend itself. It lowered its head and its horns stood upright to prepare for the battle. This is like Mr. Segan's brave goat! ..... It's not that it wants to kill the wolf-sheep don't kill wolves, it just wants to try if it can last as long as Hernandez ... Time passes by. The little goat has been fighting with its horns. Ah! Brave lamb! Several times, it forced the wolf to retreat to catch his breath, and in this short moment of truce, the greedy little goat quickly turned around to eat the fresh and delicious grass, and then immediately turned around, with his mouth full, and started fighting again ... In this way, he survived the whole night.

The little goat looked up from time to time to see the little stars quivering in the clear night sky. Then, he said to himself,

"As long as I hold on till dawn ..."

The little stars disappeared one by one. Browngate redoubled his courage, and pushed back. The wolf opened his mouth and fought back and forth with his teeth ... A ray of light appeared on the horizon, and a rooster crowed in the village.

"let's finish it!" Said the poor little goat. It doesn't want to wait until dawn to die. So, it lay down on the ground, and the beautiful white coat was stained with blood ... At this time, the wolf came and ate the little goat.