The topic is that the little turtle walks very slowly, and all the small animals will laugh at its composition when they see it.

Nature is extremely cruel, the survival of the fittest is full of blood. All kinds of animals have their own instinct to hunt, defend and escape. Some rely on innate physiological structure to prevent invasion; Some rely on sharp attacks to get food. It is this relationship between spear and shield that keeps the basic balance and maintains the existing species in nature.

Because danger is everywhere, animals are constantly evolving. Turtles know how to send a representative who is ready to sacrifice to see the truth, and eagles know how to look at each other's enemies with keen eyes. The intervention of human nature made the little turtle turn the corner. The accident just killed a group of turtles. I think, not only the lives of these turtles have disappeared, but the eagle will also face hunger for a longer time after a full meal. A kind of humanity, a bloody interpretation.

Throughout our lives, such tragic performances abound.

We know that a child only knows the existence of danger through sensory cognition. For example, the perception of temperature, only after being scalded, know that scalding will hurt. In fact, everyone has been burned, experienced this danger, summed up their growth in it, and learned to face the eagle hovering overhead.

Danger and challenge are indispensable experiences in the process of human growth, which have tempered human survival instinct in the face of difficulties. In fact, in this era when human beings are too powerful, because of the goodwill of human nature, they tend to care for the growth of the weak, and the "excessive" sense of security has cultivated countless weak imbeciles who only know how to take. When more and more people confuse love with reason, this kind of imbecile is produced in batches.

A male relative of my son who is related to his mother is a little turtle. He didn't stand until he was thirty or forty, because he had never seen an eagle in the sky. For a long time, even the eagle was not afraid. Now he has two states. One is to tell others that the eagle may come. Leave the rest alone. The second one is: can we not call it an eagle? Until he asked so much that the eagle catcher could only take care of himself, he still shouted in his sleep: Is there an eagle in this world?

Everyone is an independent individual, and everyone's life has been threatened by eagles countless times. An individual can only help another individual to spread the eagle occasionally, but can't stand guard for each other forever. Some kind help will only make each other weaker and more incompetent. Even our goodwill will only send each other to the crematorium of no return in advance. It's like the story of a farmer and a snake. The difference is that the real victim is not himself, but the rescued party.