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That's a really hard question to answer!

Mother said that it was the law of nature. The rule of the jungle was laid down a long time ago. Survival is cruel, and only the strong enough side can avoid the fate of being eaten by other species.

Kokomatsu was silent.

She thought of the humble little black bear, and the thought that it might be caught by hunters and cut off its palms to make food, Xiao Xiaosong felt very uncomfortable for no reason.

Not only that, but she also has to protect it from being eaten!

Spring in Changbai Mountain comes and goes slowly, and when the grass and trees are lush at the foot of the mountain, there is still most of the ice and snow on the mountain that have not melted.

In just a few days, this scene is earth-shattering.

During this time, Kokomatsu often sneaked out to play with the little black bear. After that day, the two of them formed a deep friendship and became good friends.

They were the only ones on the hillside, and there seemed to be no one on the towering snowy peaks behind them. Little Song had never seen them come out of the mountains.

On weekdays, as long as she plays in the woods and hillsides near the house, her father and mother do not restrain her. As a result, Kokomatsu was able to run wild in the mountains.

The little black bear's palm can't pick a small berry, and it is Komatsu who does it for him every time. And when Xiao Xiaosong can't run, the little black bear will squat down every time, let Xiao Xiaosong sit on its shoulder, and then walk in the forest by one and one bear.

Komatsu tried to pick some flowers and soft branches to weave garlands, but after several attempts to weave them did not work very well, and the flowers that were inserted into them were also scattered. The whole wreath looks miserable.

Xiao Xiaosong threw the wreath on the ground in anger, and hated the leaves of the little tree to vent his anger.

She had several beautiful garlands, all of which her mother had braided.

She also wanted to weave one for the little black bear, but for some reason, those branches that were extremely flexible in her mother's hands became disobedient naughty eggs in her own hands.

Seeing this, the little black bear gently patted Xiao Xiaosong with a thick bear paw, and Xiao Xiaosong turned around and continued to pull the leaves and ignore it.

The little black bear could only anxiously circle around Xiao Xiaosong, and Xiao Xiaosong continued to be angry with himself.

The little black bear couldn't, saw the messy wreath that was thrown on the ground, picked it up, and wanted to put it around his neck, but because the wreath was too small and his face was too big, it was stuck in both ears, and he couldn't go in or retreat.

A bunch of wilted little white flowers hung in front of him, and the little black bear didn't get the wreath off for a long time, but made the wreath tighter.

The scattered branches and flowers hung down in front of the little black bear's eyes, blocking part of its vision, making it anxious and helpless, so it had to hum and chirp in front of Xiao Xiaosong.

A pair of bright black eyes full of grievances emerged from the gap between the flowers and plants, and the two semicircular black ears shook anxiously, and while shaking, they carefully pulled the wreath trapped in themselves with their bear paws.

Even if it was impatient, it was afraid that it would break the garland.

Xiao Xiaosong was amused by the appearance of the little black bear, and stood on tiptoe to help the little black bear carefully remove the wreath on his head and throw it out.

The little black bear blinked his eyes, looked at Xiao Xiaosong, and then looked at the garland that flew out, hesitated for a while, and then ran over to pick up the garland that had been thrown aside, and swayed it around his hand.

After such a toss, the already unsightly garland is even more ugly.

Xiao Xiaosong asked the little black bear to throw away the broken wreath and weave another one for it himself, I don't know if the little black bear understood, but he still stubbornly circled the broken wreath and didn't let go.

In the evening of this day, a person and a bear were separated, and the little black bear had several garlands of all sizes hung on one arm, and a flower was also tied on the head, which looked like a bunch of flowers on the head, which was hilarious.

Xiao Xiaosong smiled and waved goodbye to the little black bear, and then ran towards his cabin. When she reached the door, she turned her head to look back, only to see that the bush where the little black bear was staying shook slightly, and a black shadow disappeared in an instant.

In summer, Changbai Mountain is neither hot nor cold, and the climate is pleasant, which is a rare good day of the year.

But for the little black bear, it's a little too stuffy. Therefore, on sunny afternoons, little black bears like to soak in the stream to cool down. After soaking, spread it on the grassy slope to dry the water on your body.

Xiao Xiaosong sometimes lay down with his limbs spread out, smiling and swinging his arms and legs, using the green grassy slope as a blue lake, imitating paddling.

Sometimes the little black bear paddled with Komatsu, and sometimes it just bent its dark eyes to look at Komatsu paddling.

The wind blowing from the mountains was cool and comfortable, and the grass on the grassy slope swayed gently, like a circle of ripples.

Sometimes they also play the game of sliding, and the little black bear sits on the shoulder of the little black bear, holding its round head, and when the little pine is seated, the little black bear slides all the way down the steep mountain, and the wind whizzes past his ears.

Sometimes the slippery is crooked, and the little black bear also protects Xiao Xiaosong tightly, using his round body as a meat pad to prevent Xiao Xiaosong from being touched by the stones.

Often rolling and rolling, Xiao Xiaosong put his arms around the neck of the little black bear and giggled.

When they stopped, one person and one bear looked at the white clouds in the blue sky and the snowy peaks not far away.

Years have passed in a flash.

Komatsu went from a chubby pee to a skinny, petite Komatsu. The little black bear grew a little taller and stronger, and became a big black bear.

A man and a bear still meet and play every day, but the content is a little different from that of childhood.

One day, Xiao Song remembered the words that his parents muttered behind his back, and hugged the neck of the little black bear sullenly and sighed: "It would be nice if you were human, we could be together every day like when we were children." ”

The little black bear, which grew as tall as a mountain, blinked its dark eyes and looked at Komatsu in bewilderment.

Xiao Song felt the absurdity of his thoughts, and couldn't help blushing, and secretly spat himself in the bottom of his heart: What nonsense are you talking about!

After that day, my father and mother took Komatsu to the bottom of the mountain and bought a lot of items for girls. The mother also pulled a few bright cloths, saying that Komatsu was already a big girl and it was time to dress up.

Komatsu's face was burned all the way.

After a long walk around the village, it was already evening.

As Komatsu looked at the twilight in front of the door, his eyes fell on the bushes where the little black bear sent him back every time.