Thoughts on Reading The Fox Who Can Do Business

Some thoughts on reading The Fox Who Can Do Business 1

When I saw the title of The Fox Who Can Do Business by the famous writer Shen Shixi, the first thing that came to my mind was that the fox might do business and make money. But when I read the whole story, I couldn't help but shed tears of emotion and fell into deep thinking.

The story is roughly like this: the hunter held a firewood knife and stuck it in the mouth of the fox. For the safety of the mother fox and the babies in the hole, the father fox violently bit himself to attract the hunter to leave the mouth of the cave, tearing off pieces of palm-sized skin from his body and getting blood all over him. The hunter was stunned. At this moment, the mother fox took the opportunity to pick up the baby fox and ran to the deep forest. The hunter was stunned for a while, then he came to his senses and thought, I won't be fooled again. Seeing that the hunter was suspicious, father fox simply put his knee in his mouth and bit it hard. Soon, the front leg was dislocated by the bite, but the flesh was still attached. Father Fox felt that the hunter still didn't believe him. He bit the dislocated leg again, and it finally bit off like a disassembled part. The hunter thought that Father Fox couldn't run, so he chased after Father Fox. At this time, Mother Fox had moved the baby fox to a safe place and made a "Yo Yo" sound, suggesting that Father Fox and his mother were safe. Hearing this, Father Fox felt a sense of happiness. He was ready to run away. Due to excessive blood loss, he suddenly fell to the ground, and Father Fox died ... < P > My eyes were wet after reading this. I suddenly thought of a poem by Meng Jiao, "but how much love has the inch-long grass, you get three spring rays". Father fox is so great that he sacrificed himself for the safety of his children. His business is so worthwhile. I feel that the greatest love in the world is the love of parents for their children. Parents even put their lives at risk for their children's safety. But think about some children around you who don't worry about eating and wearing, and always ask their parents for high-end clothes and toys. Parents are not happy if they are not satisfied. I also saw a child's parents on the news who couldn't satisfy them and slapped their parents in the face in the street. I think that if they had read this book, they would not have done such a thing.

We must respect, be filial and love our parents! 2

I read The Fox Who Can Do Business several times today. After reading it, I was deeply moved by the fox's parents. I didn't expect that in the animal world, they love their children as much as human beings.

Dad's love is like a continuous mountain range, while Mom's love is like an endless sea. In this book by Shen Shixi, the king of animals, I deeply felt the great love from the parents of two foxes. They sacrificed their lives to protect their children from harm. First, the male fox hit a young tree with his fist, and one ear was cracked. His right face was bruised from eyelid to chin, and then he attracted the hunter's attention with all kinds of risks. When the female fox successfully transferred a litter of foxes to safety, the male fox died of excessive blood loss. Seeing this, my eyes are moist. I can't help but think of the touching scenes in the Wenchuan earthquake. The children's parents held their children tightly under their bodies at the critical moment, and the children were saved, but they passed away forever. I thought of the female fox in Fox Hunting again. She screamed fiercely at the hunter, exposing the deadly concave part to the outside and deliberately showing it to the hunter, so that the hunter could kill her quickly and let the fox give up the idea of saving her and run away. What selfless love!

Looking back, how much did my parents pay when I was growing up? When I was in the third grade, one weekend, I was hit by a car and my calf was seriously injured. My father put aside his busy work and accompanied me. When I had skin grafting surgery, my father was distressed. He, a brave policeman, shed sad tears and stood by my bed telling me stories and accompanying me to do rehabilitation. My mother cooked food for me in a different way, and made up for the lessons I left behind. I was afraid that I would be bored in bed all the time, so she hummed songs and told jokes to make me happy ...

The deepest love in the world is family, and the happiest "career" is being a child. With the love of parents escorting us all the way, we are no longer afraid of the ups and downs on the road of life!