Touching stories of people and animals.

Two or three days ago, our servant caught a little fox from the mountains. To this day, it doesn't eat anything fed to it. On the bare oak forest, the lonely moon is exposed. Fox sat alone in the nest, with his neck upturned and howling. This is a clear and sad voice. Masataro stared at the fox. He thought Fox might be calling his mother-mother-how poor Fox is! In the middle of the night, Akita barked and Masataro was awakened. Mom and dad slept soundly. Masataro got up quietly and looked at the barn with wide eyes. I saw a big fox swaggering towards Akita Dog with a trembling chicken in his mouth. Akita's dog jumped on him, and the old fox quickly turned and ran away. Akita dog goes after it. Before long, dogs will bark in the distance. At this moment, another old fox appeared quietly. When the little fox saw the old fox, he kept humming and rubbing his nose against the old fox's body. It wanted to go with the old fox, but it was caught by the chain just after two or three steps. This was repeated twice before the old fox found the chain. It bit hard with its teeth, and it took a long time to realize that it was futile, so it lay on the ground and nursed the little fox. I don't know when, the fox father who led the dog out came back. Its neck is straight, pay attention to them. After a while, Father Fox let out a cry of alarm. Mother fox had to leave her children. The two old foxes looked back again and disappeared into the dark forest. Later, the old fox never came again. "Probably feel can't save the fox, dead heart. It's better to untie the little fox early. This is really pitiful. " Masataro thought. Strangely, although the fox has not eaten yet, it is growing day by day. At noon that day, Masataro casually walked to the fox's nest and suddenly heard a click. There is nothing around, but the footprints of foxes are clearly printed on the wet ground. "Ha ha! How dare you come during the day! " Masataro suddenly understood why the fox appeared in the daytime. "Yes, the dog is tied during the day!" But how did they escape so fast? I disappeared as soon as I heard the sound! Masataro looked under the floor and got a fright. Four green eyes stared at him. Those are just Fox's parents. They stared at Masataro for a while, then quietly climbed up the brick that led from under the floor to the upper room, climbed to the place where the kitchen stove was put, and disappeared. The old fox made a nest under the floor! Masataro found that the two old foxes were darker than before, probably because they thought about the little foxes and obviously lost weight. Masataro really wants to untie Fox. Just then, the old fox began to do something unusual, which made him give up the idea: the old fox realized that he could not stop biting the chain anyway, so he bit off the stake that tied the chain. Masataro thought it might be better for the old fox to rescue the little fox with his own strength. Masataro decided to send food to the hungry old fox. Whenever he cooks oily tofu at home, he leaves some under the floor; Pour a glass of milk into the broken bowl under the floor every day. After a while, the old fox and Masataro met. Sometimes when no one is at home, Masataro's door will ring softly. Two foxes squeezed in through the crack of the door, licked Masataro's hand, and slowly paced up and down the room with peace of mind. When the fox sees Masataro, he will lick his hand gently with his rough pink tongue. The old fox never forgets to save the little fox. Gradually, the stake was bitten very thin. How happy the old fox was when he rescued the little fox with his own strength! Masataro's eyes welled up with tears at the thought of these. One day, Masataro came home from school, passed the barn and looked into the fox's nest, but he didn't even see the fox's shadow. He hurried to ask his mother, who told him that the fox had been taken away by Mr. An Tian. Masataro was in a hurry. He said the fox must be returned to its parents. Say that finish, ran towards Mr. An Tian's ranch on the other side of the mountain. Masataro ran and ran, and accidentally stepped on the snow on the edge of the cliff. As the snow fell, he lost consciousness. I don't know how long it took, but Masataro felt his face warm. He struggled to open his eyes and saw a big fox licking his cheek. Another fox squatted on his chest, warming his body. The next day, Masataro invited the fox back and went to the valley with his father to set him free. The little fox just ran out of a dozen meters away, and the old fox came running from nowhere, jumping around the little fox happily, and then swishing towards the depths of the forest together. Facing the dazzling morning sun, the foxes' footprints are shining with golden light, extending all the way to the depths of the dense forest. The last elephant

Call leader in Xishuangbanna once had a team of majestic elephant soldiers. The so-called elephant soldier is an army riding an elephant to fight. Compared with cavalry, elephant soldiers can not only play a mobile and fast role, but also split the enemy with their long noses, trample the enemy to death with their hooves and directly participate in the battle. A large group of elephants pounced on the enemy like an avalanche, with dust rolling and roar overwhelming. 1943, Japanese invaders invaded Myanmar, and they entered the Xishuangbanna border town of Rhoda, just across the river from Myanmar. Elephant soldiers fought the Japanese invaders on the banks of the Rhoda River. The fighting was extremely fierce, and the gunfire, fighting sound and elephant roar were earth-shattering; The devil dropped more than 70 bodies in the Rhoda River, and all our more than 80 elephants were shot to the ground, and the river was dyed red with blood. After the battle, the opening credits dug a pit more than 20 meters wide by the Rhoda River, buried the fallen war elephants solemnly, and erected a monument on the pit: the Tomb of Hundred Elephants. When the migrant workers in Manguangnong Village were carrying the body of a war elephant, they accidentally found that a male elephant was still breathing, his neck was cut open by a knife, and a machine gun bullet passed through its front leg, covered in blood, but it was still alive. They carried it back to the stockade in eight wagons. This is the only surviving war elephant. Its name is Jia Carpau. The kind villagers were cured and raised. Jia Kabo was still alive when he went to Manguang village in March and 1969 jumped in line to settle down. It is over 50 years old, its neck is crooked badly, its mouth will never close properly, and it drools all day; One of the front legs was not completely cured, and it was very short, and I began to stumble; The sparse elephant hair is almost gone, and the skin is wrinkled like dehydrated loofah; Years of dust, two ivory accumulated a thick ugly yellow stain. It is a war elephant, and it is a hero. The villagers respect and take care of it and never ask it to move things. It idles around the stockade all day, asking for bananas at the host's house and drinking spring water at the west. I am familiar with Bonodin, the old man in charge of raising chocolate, so I became friends with Gagarin. In the third year of jumping the queue, my wife became more and more senile and I ate less and less. I sleep in the shade all day, my skin is flabby and my body is shrinking, just like a dehydrated lemon. Bononding was a slave to the toast for many years when he was young, and his living habits were very distinct. He said to me, "The sun is setting, the fire pit is going out, and it's time to go to the grave." A few days later, Tiaocao refused to eat and lay on the ground. It shook its nose for a long time before it opened its eyes and looked at you with difficulty. I think it is almost in a semi-coma. But one morning, I passed by the elephant room next to the threshing floor and was surprised to find that Jia Carboxyl's mind suddenly woke up. Although he is still weak, his spirit is in a state of excitement. Seeing Bono Tintin, Ou Ou gave a brief growl, his nose bowed, and his nose pointed to the attic full of debris in the elephant room. The elephant's hoof kicked the ground in a hurry, as if he could not wait to get it in the attic. At first, Bonondine didn't want to pay attention to it. He lost his temper and hit the post with his nose and the wooden wall with his huge body. The elephant house is crumbling. Bonodin couldn't beat him, so he had to ask me for help. He climbed into the attic and handed down the sundries to see what it really wanted. There are half a basket of seeds, two bundles of old corn and some broken sacks in the attic, but there seems to be nothing else. I thought it was ready and wanted to eat, so I threw two strings of old corn, hooked it with the tip of my nose and threw it out of the elephant house like garbage. I also handed a half basket of rice to Bononding, but before he could catch it firmly, I was knocked over by a rebuff and stepped on it angrily with an elephant's hoof. I threw the broken sack down again, and it was picked up with ivory. There is nothing to throw in the corner of the attic except a broken mat. Yi carboxyl still looked up impatiently and shouted at me. "Look again, see what else?" Bonodin urged below. I opened the broken cushion and there was something like a saddle in it. It is big and heavy. It looks like it is made of wild cowhide and covered with a thick layer of dust. Besides, there is really nothing in the attic. I kicked that stupid thing downstairs. A strange thing happened: Yi carboxyl calmed down when he saw the broken thing, blew off the dust covered with it with his nose and rubbed it on the broken thing for a long time. In his eyes, crying for you seems to see an old friend reunited after a long separation. "Oh, long time no see. It wants its elephant saddle. " Bononding suddenly realized: "This is the saddle it wears when fighting like an elephant. We carried it back to the stockade from the battlefield, and it was still wearing an elephant's saddle. When I was treating it, I took down the elephant's saddle and threw it into the attic. " Well, it's been 26 years, and I forgot. Unexpectedly, it still remembers it so firmly. "Yi carboxyl picked up the elephant saddle with his nose and threw it on his back, signaling us to tie it up. Bonondine and I had a hard time putting the elephant's saddle on its back. There are bullet holes in the elephant saddle, and there seems to be blood stains, mixed with a strange smell of leather, smoke, war dust and blood; There is a lotus-shaped cushion in the center of the elephant saddle, surrounded by a circle of silver bells and apricot ears. Twenty-six seasons of wind, frost, rain and snow have worn out, but they still look heavy and luxurious. Wearing an elephant saddle, Jay Karrbo added a sense of heroism. "What does it want to put on the elephant's saddle now? "I asked, puzzled. I'm afraid this is not a good sign. "Bonon said sadly with a frown." I think it might leave us for the elephant to bury. "I've heard about the legend of elephant funeral. The elephant is a very spiritual animal. Except those who died suddenly and unfortunately in the wilderness, they can accurately predict their own death. About half a month before the arrival of death, the elephant left the herd, bid farewell to his companions, and walked alone to the distant and mysterious elephant grave. Every herd of elephants has an elephant tomb, or a deep rain crack, or a huge cave, or a pit left by an earthquake. All elephants in this population, no matter where they wandered to the ends of the earth, must end up in the same elephant grave; Surprisingly, from birth to death, even though the elephant has never been to or seen the elephant tomb, at the last moment of its life, under the guidance of a mysterious force, it can accurately find the elephant tomb belonging to its own population. Sure enough, Bonodin was right. You are ready to bid farewell to the flooded countryside and find its final destination. It walked around the stockade for three times, expressing a reluctant mood to the stockade that saved it, took it in and fed it for 26 years. The news that Akerbo was leaving spread all over the village like wings, and men, women and children flocked to the threshing floor to see Akerbo off. As we all know, it is not so much a farewell as a funeral for an old war elephant who is still alive. Many people are crying. The village chief, Pafa, tied a white scarf around the elephant's neck and four pieces of black cloth on the legs of four elephants. Old people and children took bananas, sugar cane and glutinous rice Baba and sent them to the mouth of carboxyl. It only ate a little cold water. Sunset in the western hills, the sky is boundless, and you are on the road with a sigh. After the farewell crowd dispersed, Bononding was still standing on the threshing floor? Hope. I thought he was sad for Jia Kabo's departure, so I went over to comfort him and said, "It's natural to get together and leave. Don't be too sad." "Unexpectedly, he lowered his voice and said," Young man, do you have the courage to get rich with me? " Seeing me in a daze, he went on to say, "We quietly followed Ke Jiao and found the elephant tomb ..." I understood what he meant. He wants me to collect ivory with him. In the tropical rainforest, the bones of the elephant's body will rot, but the ivory will always shine with charming luster; Because all the ancient elephants were buried, there were dozens or even hundreds of ivory in each elephant grave. It is no exaggeration to say that finding the elephant grave is equivalent to finding the cornucopia; Smart elephants seem to know that humans covet their developed front teeth and are afraid of being plundered by greedy humans. They usually choose the elephant burial in the remote forest, which no experienced hunter can find. However, if we use despicable tracking means to track the dying old elephant quietly, it is possible to find the distant and mysterious elephant tomb. I hesitated, silent, afraid to promise easily. Bononding obviously read my mind and said, "We only pick up other elephants' ivory in elephant graves, not carboxyl ivory, which is worthy. "That's a good idea. I took care of my emotions and dreamed of making a fortune. Why not? We started to catch up, and soon we caught up with the lonely carboxyl on the path leading to the mountains. It was dark, and the white scarf around its neck marked the funeral became a signpost for us to follow in the dark. Although it limped on one leg and couldn't walk fast, it never stopped for a moment. It walked all night, and at dawn, it came to the bank of Rhoda. " As I remember, this is the upper reaches of the Crystal Ferry. It was here that we shipped chocolate ashore 26 years ago. "Bonodin pointed to a turtle-shaped reef in Jiangwan and said," Fortunately, this reef blocked it, otherwise it would have been washed downstream by the rapids and drowned. "It turns out that this is the battlefield where anti-Japanese athletes and Japanese aggressors fought bloody battles 26 years ago! At this time, Jia carboxyl stepped on the swift river and walked towards the turtle reef. His nose kissed and kissed on the rough reef tanned by the sun. It was a long time before I held my head high and roared at the flaming sunrise on the horizon. It suddenly became like an elephant, and its body swelled like it was blown up. The skin of its four legs is tight and shiny, its elephant eyes are bright, and its roar is fierce and tragic, making all the fish in the river jump out of the water. I think, at this moment, it must have seen another scene that made the gods cry 26 years ago: the mighty and magnificent war elephants carried anti-Japanese athletes, braved the bullets and rushed to the invaders like avalanches; The Japanese aggressors cry and lose their helmets and armor; Heroic war elephants and anti-Japanese soldiers were also shot and fell into the river. I fear carboxyl groups. Although it is just an elephant and is called an animal by human beings, it has noble feelings that many people who call it human beings do not have. When it is about to die, it can't forget this land that once spilled blood, and specially came here to remember the past and mourn the battlefield! We followed it for about an hour. On a gentle sunny hillside, it suddenly stopped. " Oh, this is the place where more than 80 elephants were buried. I participated in digging and burying, and I remember it clearly. There is also a monument there. "Born ding said quietly. I looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, there was a stone tablet standing in the grass, on which three characters were engraved with peeling gold foil and a little vague handwriting: the tomb of a hundred elephants. I dare not think. I squinted at Bononding, and he frowned in confusion. When you came to the stone tablet, you chose a flat grass and dug up a pair of ivory like two pickaxes. After the clod is loose, it cleans it up with its nose and continues to dig below. It has not eaten for several days, and after a long journey, its physical strength is exhausted. After digging for a while, it stood on the side for a while to catch its breath, but it kept digging, digging from morning to afternoon, and finally dug an oval shallow pit. It slipped down the pit, continued to dig deep in the pit, rolled up the clods with its nose and threw them out of the pit. We watched from a distance and saw its body sinking inch by inch. The sun goes down, the moon rises and is still digging. In the middle of the night, the back of carboxyl group sank from the pit and disappeared. The sound of digging ivory is getting thinner and thinner, and the rhythm of throwing soil with long nose is getting slower and slower. When the rooster crowed for the first time, finally, everything was calm and there was no sound. Bononding and I waited patiently until the east vomited white, and then we got up the courage to look in the pit. The pit is about 3 meters deep. He was lying at the bottom of the pit, with his face sideways, his nose folded on his legs, and his eyes wide open, staring at the sky. It is dead. It didn't go to the elephant tomb left by a mysterious ancestor far away. It dug a hole next to the elephant tomb and buried it with its companions who had fought side by side. As an old war elephant, it found the best home. There is a rotten smell in the pit, and the remains of war elephants buried 26 years ago can be seen. In the red soil, it seems that white ivory is still exposed. Teeth are polished by sand because of digging holes, and they shine luxuriously in the morning light. Bonodin grinned with a toothache and said with a bitter face, "We are here to pick up ivory. I'm afraid that building Hsinchu Building will catch fire and buying roe deer cattle will be killed by tigers!" "Yes, it will be retribution." I said. Looking at the noble body of the war elephant, I feel that my soul is obscene. I started work with Bernardin, pushed the eluvial soil into the pit, filled it up and compacted it, and then dragged my tired body back to the stockade empty-handed.