Chapter 44 gratitude

Some day in the future, when I think of this life on my deathbed, some words of gratitude will come to my throat. First of all, I would like to thank those pigs—as a southerner in China, I have eaten too much pork in my life. In order to ensure the fat and protein my body needs, I enjoy the slaughter of pigs, and I can't bear to watch them bloody. Tens of thousands of dead bodies, hanging in the meat processing factory or crumbling on the stalls in the vegetable market. I also have to be deeply grateful to those cows—before the realization of agricultural mechanization, they have been enduring the heaviest labor in human food production. Tired in the muddy water, their limbs trembled, foaming at the mouth, and their eyes were bleak, but they still Under the shadow of the whip, he buried his head and pulled the plow forward.

I will not forget the chicken and duck.When they gave birth to white baby eggs, they sang loudly and blushed with beautiful dreams of having children. They would never have imagined that ruthless human beings would snatch their dreams away batch by batch and send them into the frying pan. Either fried or fried, no grievances and sad pleas from mothers are allowed. ...I will also think of many lives I have hurt, including a mouse, a moth, and a mosquito.Don't they have the right to live?If humans have the right to devour other animals and plants, why are they destined not to?Who made such unequal rules rudely and arbitrarily, and then described their unexcessive demands as a sinister, vicious, and despicable act, and then made people's hearts tremble?For my own survival, for my own affluent, comfortable, and safe existence, my kind and I have always been like cold-blooded tyrants, using poison or sharp weapons to destroy them, and using lies to make ourselves feel at ease.In other words, they are forced to give up their life space to us because they are weak.

If you want to say "original sin", this may be our original sin. We owe them too much. Of course I have to thank people, these living beings of the same kind and kind as me.To be honest, I'm a humanitarian who doesn't like humans very much.I don't like human greed, vanity, pretentiousness, hierarchies, so many borders, weapons, and big and small people who are good at smirking, but I have always benefited from human wisdom and compassion - if there were not so many people with me In this life, if there were no thousands of years of civilization created by human beings, at least I would not be able to read and write, and I would not know how to reflect on myself and be grateful right now.I will be a heartless walking dead in this world.

Well now, there is an opportunity to pay off the debt - if we missed many opportunities before.Nature is just, and finally gave us death, so that we can completely stop taking and encroaching, and can turn the infinite gratitude in our hearts into some practical actions to repay the world.In this way, we will become sapropel and fertilize our vast earth.We shall be turned into steam and water our vast skies.We will secretly sneak into a certain root system, a certain green leaf, and a certain fruit, try our best to grow plump, fat and delicious, so that all species that have sacrificed for us have the opportunity to eat and drink, let them be healthy and happy in the sun. hapiness.Even a mouse, a moth, or a mosquito will happily enjoy our flesh and blood, chewing and creaking.

They finally know that humans are not ungrateful guys, and one day they will be able to make up for their mistakes and inject late love into their bodies. Death is the beginning of another process, another glorious and noble one.Consider what a dishonorable debt our life would be in this world if we had not died.