A hunter who won a prize for "Children's Story".

Once upon a time, there was a hunter at the foot of a mountain. Every day, he goes hunting in the mountains with a shotgun. His marksmanship is very accurate. Whether he is flying in the sky or walking on the ground, as long as he sees it, it is difficult to leave any survivors. Moreover, every time he goes out, he always comes back with a harvest. For more than ten years, countless animals have been killed by him.

Where the hunter lives, everyone loves animals except him. Although they know that hunting makes a lot of money, they all start a woodcutter's business and chop wood up the mountain to earn a meager income. Therefore, the hunter's hunting behavior, who should hate who. I tried to persuade him many times, but no matter who advised him, no matter how he tried, he couldn't be persuaded, and it was useless. Many people assert that one day, his retribution will come.

"Look at what you said, you are all very kind, all thinking of the pain of animals. Have you ever thought that the tiger ate the wolf, the wolf ate the fox, and the fox ate the rabbit? Has the tiger thought about the pain of the wolf? Has the wolf thought about the fox's pain? Has the fox thought about the pain of the rabbit? " Every time other people's persuasion is good, if you are impatient, you will use such words to refuse the past.

One day, the hunter went hunting in the mountains as usual. That time, he shot a monkey, hung it on a shotgun and walked on his way back to the mountain. The monkey's arm was hit and injured, and it looked very painful.

On the road, a woodcutter who lives at the foot of the mountain is chopping wood. On his way back, he met the hunter. When he saw the monkey, he was very sympathetic and asked him, "This monkey, are you going to put it ..."

"What else can we do? Of course ... "The hunter looked back at the monkey and said excitedly, at the same time, he stretched out a hand and made a gesture of" slaughter ".

The monkey is very spiritual. It seems to understand the meaning conveyed by the hunter's words and body movements, so it desperately struggles to escape, but it cannot escape. Finally, its eyes were full of hatred and glared at the hunter.

"It's desperate, let it go!" The woodcutter said to the hunter.

"There is no reason to let go of the prey you have already got!" The hunter replied, and then pulled the shotgun hard, making the monkey scream with pain, and his eyes were full of tears.

"I want to buy this monkey!" The woodcutter couldn't see through his eyes and said to the hunter.

The woodcutter took out all the money and gave all the firewood on his shoulder to the hunter, who agreed.

The hunter took the money, shouldered the firewood, and shouted as he walked, "Hey, let's go hunting. Money comes quickly and doesn't cost much. Just like a woodcutter who cuts wood, when will this family be able to support it? "

The woodcutter stuck to his bottom line, but he was neither angry nor tempted by the hunter's words. He quickly bandaged the monkey's injured arm and took it home. The monkey's wound was completely healed, and the woodcutter came to the mountain again and set it free. At that moment, the monkey's eyes were full of gratitude. He climbed up the tree and kept looking back several times. He looked at the woodcutter as if to impress his appearance on his mind forever.

A woodcutter is still a woodcutter, cutting his own firewood, a hunter is still a hunter, or hunting his own game. The difference is that the woodcutter's heart is kind, he is poor, and he saved a monkey with money, while the hunter, even though he knows that hunting hurts animals, insists on that business for profit, and no one will listen to his persuasion.

Finally, one day, thunder and lightning, a heavy rain poured down, blocking the woodcutter and hunter on the mountain, unable to get down, and living together. In the heavy rain, the hunter's shotgun failed to catch fire, and his prestige could not be exerted.

Suddenly, with a splash, several monkeys jumped down from the tree, picked up the woodcutter and took him to a big tree hole nearby to hide from being torn by heavy rain. You know, one of those monkeys is not bad, that is, the one that the hunter tried to kill last time and was finally saved by the woodcutter. Speaking of hunters, can monkeys forget him? Can't! I saw the monkey gritting his teeth and approaching the hunter step by step, glaring at the hunter with hatred in his eyes.

The monkey's eyes at that time, when the hunter saw it, his lips could not help shaking, and his voice could not calm down: "This ... this ... this is not the last time ..."

It was too late for the hunter to understand. Several monkeys came to cheer, pushed the hunter down the steep slope and finally fell under a deep valley. ...

The woodcutter who was thanked by the monkey returned to the mountain and told people everything that happened on the mountain. Hearing this, people can't help but praise him, and at the beginning, their conclusions were also remembered. Asserting that you should be tested, people like hunters will inevitably come one day.

"The tiger ate the wolf, the wolf ate the fox, and the fox ate the rabbit. None of them will think of anyone's pain. Animals have spirituality and no spirituality, but we, even in the face of interests, must have a bottom line. And be kind or not, you can choose for yourself. " Thinking of the animals that have been killed by hunters for more than ten years, and thinking of their own retribution, a man who insists on being a woodcutter and chopping wood with his meager income sighs.