Meet warm you 1050
Zen Small Vegetarian
The snow of the small city, as promised, fell a city of white. After cleaning the snow at the door, pouring a cup of boiling water, turning on the computer, and turning my head, I could see people coming and going outside the window. Today, someone brought me snacks, and this New Year's Day, melon seeds, peanuts, chocolate fruits were put on my table every day.
The enthusiastic attitude can not refuse, but today, I refused, it is a self-packaged quail egg, there are spicy, spicy, spiced and other flavors. I thought it was dried tofu or something, so I took it, squeezed it round and bulged, asked what it was, and said it was a quail egg. I said I was vegetarian, including eggs.
I generally don't tell people that I'm a vegetarian because there will be countless curious questions waiting behind me. So, when I heard that I was vegetarian, I was surprised and said it was an egg. In the perception of many people, eggs are also vegetarian, but in my vegetarian life, all eggs are an unborn baby.
Eggs are children of hens, duck eggs are children of ducks, and quail eggs are children of quails. Writing this, I think of the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi, who wrote the poem "Bird": Who dao qunsheng life is small? General flesh and bones generally skin. Advise Jun Mo to beat the branch head bird, and the son looks forward to the mother in the nest. After reading it, it is profound for years.
The son looks forward to his mother in the nest, much like when we were young, in kindergarten, waiting for our mother to come and pick us up. I remember when my sister and child were in kindergarten, I went to pick him up, and every time I saw him lying on the windowsill, in front of the glass, squeezing a bunch of small faces, as soon as he saw me, he waved happily, and then ran to the door to wait for me.
We love our children, and those animals love our children as well. I only learned these things after I became a vegetarian. Come to think of it, we can decide the life and death of animals, if we don't eat them, we are raw, and if we eat them, we will die. However, they cannot choose their own life and death.
I prefer to give those weak and helpless beings the hope and future of seeing the light. Sharing the earth is based on the equality of life. However, we ourselves divide people into three, six, nine, and so on, and when we meet the powerful, we flatter and flatter, and we treat the bottom layer with a drink and a high spirit.
Not to mention those animals that can't speak, helpless and powerless, treated casually, become a dish on the table. However, they are not born on the basis of human food, just like our own children, no one wants to be bullied, hurt, or even face the decision of life and death.
While we shouted slogans to love animals, while thinking about how to make it more suitable for their own tastes, I never believed that a person who nibbles on chicken legs and eats beef and mutton will teach children to love animals? If there is, it is also self-deception. Lu You, a vegetarian, wrote a poem about quitting killing: put yourself in the shoes of the knife and think to yourself, who is willing to cut the knife off themselves. And Sun Simiao also said: Kill to survive, go farther to live. Deeply believed!
