(a)

"Do you like it?" You said. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I like it." I say.

"How do you recognize it?" I asked.

You say, "I came across it one day at noon while walking around the neighborhood." ”

You say, "It doesn't seem to be afraid of me." It stood there looking at me, and it warmed my heart. ”

You say, "It's always warm to be trusted." ”

You say, "So, then I brought it carrots." It doesn't look like it's been eaten. It seems to like the taste. ”

You say, "I've fed it four times." I found that it would wait for me here every day at noon, as if I was addicted to eating. ”

You say, "I want you to see it." You say, "Get to know it too." ”

(b)

The sun was shining on us, the air was a little cool, but the whole body was warm.

There was the sound of a stream in the distance. Bird calls. Insect chirping.

Happiness. Overfilled.

I kind of want to cry. I don't know why.

(c)

Now, the carrots are gone. The fawn is gone. We're the only ones left.

You put your watch back on. You look at the time. You say, "Go back, you can sleep a little longer." ”

I don't say anything. I don't move.

You look at me. You said gently, "Don't you want to go back?" You smile and say, "Actually, I don't want to." ”

You say, "Let's sit here." ”

You say, "It's so sunny today." Loved the smell of the forest in the sun. ”

(iv)

You fall on your back in the grass. You bite a straw stick and turn it in your mouth.

I'm sitting next to you. Thy cloak is for me.

The sunlight swayed behind the leaves, casting some dappled shadows on your face, and they drifted with the wind.

You breathe a sigh of relief and close your eyes.

You say, "It's nice to sleep here." ”

I said, "Don't really fall asleep. It's going to catch a cold. After all, it's almost autumn, and the weather here is still very cold, and the temperature difference between the yin and yang sides is also very large. ”

You say, "Hmm." ”

After a while. The straw stick didn't move.

I said, "Guide, are you asleep?" ”

You say, "No." ”

I said, "What do you think?" ”

You open your eyes and look at me. Your gaze is warmer than the sun. My face flushed.

You say, "Heart." ”

My face turned redder.

You say, "It's all wonderful." ”

(5)

You say, "I miss my mom all of a sudden." I haven't seen her in years. ”

You say to me, "My mom is a very nice person. She especially likes to keep all kinds of small animals at home. The small animals we have fed at home are called Duona. Land, sea and air. ”

You say, "My mother once told me that if you are unhappy in the future, don't smoke or drink." She said, "Just feed a little animal." You feed it every day, watch it eat food in your hands, watch it live innocently. In this way, I slowly forgot the sorrow in my heart. ”

I said, "Well, let's start a ranch in the future." Feed whatever you want. ”

You smile and say, "I want to feed the rabbits." They are much more raw. Two rabbits become 324 in one year, and you can count it yourself in the second year. ”

I was shocked and said, "Oh my God! ”

You can't help but laugh: "What? Ye Gong is a dragon? ”

I said, "Guidance? ”

You say, "What? ”

I said, "Do you have sorrow?" ”

You thought for a moment and said, "Sometimes it's a little bit." ”

You say with a sense of guilt, "Unfortunately, I didn't fully listen to my mother. I smoked and drank at the same time. ”

I bowed my head and said nothing.

You look at me and say, "Not anymore." ”

You say, "It's just a matter of trying it out when you're young and seeing why some people think it's good and some people think it's bad." After trying it, you have counted. I'm not addicted. It's okay to have a little bit, but it's perfectly okay to have none. I don't actively seek comfort from these things. Because, I've tried, and it's not a real and reliable comfort. Smoking indicates poor self-control, drinking and drunkenness, a person will completely lose self-control, lose the ability to judge right and wrong, and any bad behavior can happen. It's dangerous. ”

You say, "The only thing that is reliable is the strength of the heart." And these irritating and paralyzing things will make people's hearts become more unclear and unbrave. ”

You say, "I've tried them and I'm pretty sure I don't like them." ”

You say: "I owe Lao Wang too much favor, sometimes, he is graciously invited, if I always refuse, after all, it is too unkind." I'm just going to go along a little bit. I hope you can understand. ”

You say, "However, it is unlikely that he will invite me like this in the future." ”

I said, "Why?" ”

You say, "He's not young anymore." He was also going to quit these things. ”

(f)

"Heart." You said.

"What?" I say.

You say, "Do you know why I want to bring you here to feed the fawn?" ”

You say, "Actually, I want you to experience something for yourself." It's a good thing to trust people. It warms the world and brings joy to yourself and others. ”

You say, "It's a blessing to be able to give trust." If you can trust, you will be happy. ”

You say, "Don't distrust humans." ”

I bowed my head and said, "Why?" ”

You say, "You have." ”

I said, "No." ”

You say, "You have." ”

You say, "You didn't like this time and the world until we met. You always wish you had another life at another time. You like to write because it allows you to step into other times and other lives. ”

I was silent. I said, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this time and this world." ”

You say, "Heart, I'm human too." ”

I said, "You're different. ”

You say, "That fawn just now, it's a different kind of person from us, and it can trust each other with us." Why can't the same kind? ”

You say, "Trust is good, trust is happy." ”

You say, "If you never try, you'll never be happy." ”

You say, "There are things that keep us from agreeing with what others believe in common sense, but don't imprison yourself. ”

You say, "They won't agree with our views." Just like this fawn, many of our insights, it doesn't agree with and doesn't understand. However, this does not prevent us from trusting and being friendly with each other. Even if you are not in the same way, you can do well. ”

You say, "Trust others as you trust me, heart." ”

You say, "Even if there are setbacks sometimes." ”

You say, "Okay?" ”

You say, "There are a lot of good things in this world. For example, today's sunshine, you see, how good it is. ”

You say, "Open the window of your heart, and it will shine into your heart." ”

(g)

In Bossan, we fed that fawn 10 times together.

Later, we left.

I never saw the fawn again.

You later told me that you went to the forest to say goodbye to him and left him some carrots.

I don't know what happened to it.

I remember it all the time.

It's forgotten all about us.

(viii)

Many years have passed.

One year, after 3 hours of speeding through the empty fields of southern Canada, our car entered a large rest stop next to a highway.

There I relived a beautiful thing: feeding a fawn with carrots.

In the middle of that rest stop area, there is a wooden fence with several childhood fawns inside. Like the three ponies I adopted, they were abandoned by fate at birth, and they were raised with the mercy of a different kind, and when they were a little older, they were trained to recover from the wild, and then released into the natural environment when they were already strong.

The fawns had grown up under the care of humans, so they were unsuspecting of humans.

They will walk very close to people, look at your hands and pockets with their bright eyes, poke out their hornless heads, and search for them in the various containers you are holding.

They will not be afraid to touch their backs, tails, heads, or faces as much as you want.

Their lips and nostrils even actively approach your breath to seek your breath.

Their trust warms my heart and makes me feel grateful.

I took a carrot in my hand, and a fawn immediately came up and ate on it impatiently.

I hold one end of the carrot in my hand, and it is eaten from the other end in my hand.

It chewed and grinded methodically, staring at me with its big clear eyes as it ate.

I stroked its back and watched its tongue stir in the movement of its teeth.

Our breath mixes together. There was a gentle breeze blowing in the field, and there was silence all around.

At such moments, I feel very grounded, and I feel that I have not only landed but also taken root on the earth of this planet. I feel dependent, no longer lonely.

This is the second time in my life that I have encountered a fawn eating in my hands.

The first fawn that ate in my hands is probably no longer in this world.

It has gone through the process from childhood to youth to prime to old age, it has seen the beauty and prosperity of this world, and it has experienced the torment of aging and sickness, it has passed through love and fertility, and it has rested in some unknown place.

Just like you.

Just like I will be in the future.

We are all on the same path. Different means to the same end. (To be continued.) )