I went on a business trip that year to an old zoo that was to be demolished, with only one 35-year-old ape, a hairy golden eagle and a 22-year-old brown bear.
The only staff member is a 60-year-old rearing man.
I’m here, I see the other side of an animal I’ve never seen before.
In 2010, I went to a little county for some work.
The day after I arrived in a small county, I was wandering around, and this small north-east town was no longer prosperous.
The streets are cold and clear, and there are no people in the cold, and the cold winds are blowing, tearing their faces apart.
I went through a small restaurant, and the boss was a middle-aged man and asked me what to eat.
Looking at the crappy menu, I ordered a swab, a rice, 20 bucks.
Wait a minute, the boss brought me the food from the back. I’m waiting for dinner. The boss sits in the chair opposite me.
I’m talking to you! I talked to the boss for a while, and I asked him, “What’s the fun around here?”
The boss told me that behind the building was the city’s old zoo, but now it’s closing, and nobody’s working at the ticket office.
There’s only a few animals in there. It’s almost yellow.
When I heard about the zoo, I got excited, I used to work at the zoo, and I had a natural love for animals.
He took a few bites, packed the leftovers and was going to the zoo.
A few steps out of the house, and I saw the zoo in the boss’s mouth, which is the worst Zoo I’ve ever seen in my life.
The glass of the ticket office in front of the door was broken, full of dead leaves and snow, a broken image, and the wind was blown with dead leaves and sand.
I walked into this old zoo, big, 3:00 and 4:00 p.m., and nobody.
I was walking around the zoo, I saw Tiger Mountain, I ran to see some tigers.
But I saw the whole Tiger Mountain scavenging, garbage bags, leaves covered in the ground inside the Tiger Mountain, and I picked up a rock and threw it down.
The stone fell on the dead leaves and fell in.
The tiger was not able to see it. It was dark, it was getting colder, and it was walking, and it suddenly snowed.
I’m continuing to wander forward and I see the Raptor’s brand.
This zoo has a really bad cage for birds, and a golden eagle is in a cage of less than 5 square meters.
Behind the cage was a flat room, with a small door, which was where the golden eagle slept, and I looked down, and there was hay in the house.
Raptors who are kept in small cages for years will have less and less hair to a certain degree and will not fly.
The golden eagle looked young and jumped in a cage and saw me screaming around the cage.
This golden eagle must be hungry, looking at the food I’m holding, but it’s too fat to feed it.
I decided to go buy some chicken tomorrow and feed this golden eagle. I’ll swing at it. I’ll come tomorrow and wait for me!
The eagle was still screaming, and I left.
The Raptor Zone is preceded by the Orangutan Palace, which is in a huge flat, and is not a golden eagle and can survive outside the northeast.
The golden eagle is not afraid of cold, but the gorillas cannot bear cold winters, and the entire gorilla house is a wall of green glass.
For the first time I saw this design, I went to the door and smelled a thick, dark smell.
I suspected that there were no gorillas in there. They walked straight in through the old corridor and came to a giant cage.
I looked inside, and there was a giant chimpanzee with a back towards me, wearing a sack.
The gorillas threw away the sacks, and before I went to the cage, I looked at the leftovers and asked him to eat this?
It’s too much oil.
The gorilla looked at me and pointed to the plastic bag in my hand.
“Eat it, it doesn’t normally eat anything good, it doesn’t have any oil in it. I’m sorry.
The old sound came from behind me, looking back, an old man who looked 60 years old, with hair like a gorilla’s face, all gray.
“Ajussi, you’re the breeder here? I’m sorry.
“The old man looked at me. Yeah, it’s been a long time since the zoo. You’re the first tourist I’ve seen this week. I’m sorry.
The old man just said, “Look at the leftovers in my hand, I gave them to him in a hurry. The old man picked up the leftovers in my hand, picked up an iron plate, poured the meal into the plate, and passed them to the old ape through the cage.”
The apes picked up the plate, smelled the food, reached out a claw, squeezed the food and slowly delivered it to the entrance.
I saw it in the mouth, and there were no teeth.
“It’s 35 years old, like me, not long to live. The old man talks to himself.
Thirty-five? When I heard this, I suddenly felt a little sad, normal chimpanzee, living on a domestic breeding condition until I was 40.
As the iron door was opened, the old man walked straight into the orangutan cage, and I was trying to stop the old man, and I thought, he’s the breeder here.
It’s not dangerous to know the nature of animals.
He went straight to the gorilla, sitting on his ass next to the gorilla, and the ape was eating, and after he had eaten, he looked at the old man and grabbed his shoulder.
The old man pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and handed one to the ape, who, after receiving the cigarette, lit it with his hand like a lighter.
The old man pulled out the lighter and lit cigarettes for the apes, and I couldn’t stand it!
The chimpanzee, who smokes too well, breathes it, and the smoke comes out of his nose, so that he can live off an old smoker.
I asked the old man, “Why is this ape smoking? I’m sorry.
The old man didn’t respond, he looked at the gorilla, he said a little sad to himself:
“It doesn’t smoke at first, many tourists throw a lighter and a cigarette in the cage for fun, and for a long time it will, and now it’s hard not to smoke, and when it’s addicted to smoking, it hits a cage with its head. I’m sorry.
When I heard that, I suddenly tried to yell, but I couldn’t because I smoked.
“Do you also want to say that I don’t care about his body? Ask me why I didn’t quit smoking for him? “The old man looked me in the eye.
“No, it’s not you, it’s those who incite apes to smoke. I’m sorry.
That old chimpanzee is staring at me as if he understood me.
I talked to the old man, who told me I used to work at the zoo.
This zoo is about to be demolished, and now there are only three people left in the zoo, one gardener, one him and one vet.
The vets are already in the new unit, and now there’s a brown bear, an ape, a golden eagle and two deer in the zoo.
He’s been allocated $2,000 a month, and he’s now 30000 multi-salary, almost all of it.
I don’t know what to say.
A single brown bear, a month, 2,000 dollars tight, plus other animals?
The old man led me down the road and told me that this broken house was the old hippo house, the old giraffe house.
Once upon a time, we used to have a big zoo. We had a lot of tourists.
The old man said this, with a proud face, a sad look on his face.
Unfortunately, there’s nothing left.
I didn’t respond for a while, but there was an old flat in front of which an iron cage was built, far away, and a hot air rose in the cold.
This is the bearhouse, where an old brown bear, who is 22 years old, and I went to the cage, and the bear saw me, and stood up, and that huge height was a sign of how strong it was.
The cage contains a giant sink, which contains a lot of cooked potatoes and melons, as well as scattered meat, which are frozen and frozen.
Looking at these foods, I’m a little bit impressed by the old man, and you know, the brown bear is 400 pounds a day, at a rate of seven percent a day, eating almost 30 pounds a day, old man Donton feeding these.
He looked at the old man, wearing a military coat, covered with dust and dirt, and covered his face with years of violence.
I suddenly felt bad about the old man and decided to invite him to dinner.
He opened the iron door of the bear’s house and went straight in.
I can’t go in like this.
The old man smiled. It’s all right, man. I raised him for over 20 years.
When the old man said that, I didn’t stop him.
When he entered the bear’s house, he only saw the huge brown bear swooping straight towards the old man and rubbing his head around his waist like a dog.
The old man hugged the giant head of a brown bear and kissed a couple of brown bears in the mouth, which stood taller than me.
In the arms of an old man, like a new baby, good and gentle.
After cleaning the cage, I asked the old man where he lived, and the old man said he lived in a chimpanzee. There was a guacamole in there.
I invited the old man to dinner with me, and the old man promised that we would go to the hotel, the restaurant that showed me the way.
It was 9:00 p.m., and at the restaurant, we ordered two dishes, a swab, a pig’s ear.
The old man took off his clothes, and I saw that he had a huge fistula on his arm, and I pointed at him, and the old man laughed and waved.
Turns out he’s a urine addict. I suddenly don’t know what to say.
After a little chat, the food came, and we were eating mouth-to-mouth oil.
The boss was impatient to get rid of her, and the old man stopped.
As soon as I heard that, I invited the crazy woman to sit at our table and ordered another dish, during which the woman barely spoke, but every time we spoke, she could understand, respond and speak very clearly.
Ate for a while, women began to draw their hands and feet, which means drinking. Who’s in charge?
I told her to eat and not drink.
When a crazy woman listens, she doesn’t want to, but she doesn’t want to.
After eating, we were on our way out, and we found that the door was full of crap, a few sacks, and she couldn’t move, and I decided to take them back to her house, make a deal with the old man, see you the next afternoon, carry them.
On the way, she kept pulling my windshirt, like a horse and shaking my clothes.
Through an alley, she came to her house, looked at her yard, and she was supposed to be a scavenger.
The yard was full of all kinds of junk she picked up, and I put those in the middle of the yard.
The crazy woman told me to go inside, and I went in, and I looked, and it was old, but neat.
I asked her if I could get some food at the early market tomorrow.
The crazy woman noded her head.
I looked at the house full of bottles and I told her not to drink, and she didn’t respond.
I left her house, went back to the hotel, went to bed in a hurry, and the next morning at around 4:00, I hit a donkey on a roller coaster while the night was over.
I bought 15-pound noodles, 10-pound beef, two meat-eating chickens, three sacks of soy sand, a bag of frozen chicken pecs, went out of the market and stopped a donkey riding backwards at the door to the house of a crazy woman.
She’s getting up, she’s cleaning up the mess in the yard and she seems excited to see me coming.
I pointed to the bag on the finger, and I asked her to make the bean sand and the side of the soybean bag, without the puddle, and to be with it.
The mute woman noded her head, and I gave her $300, and I told her not to lose it.
The rest of the beef, I boiled it with her home’s pot, left 3 pounds of raw beef for the golden eagle.
I’ve been working at 3 p.m. and I’ve been carrying two big bags of food with a crazy woman and riding a donkey upside down to the zoo.
The zoo is still so cold, we can’t see anyone. We’re going straight to the chimpanzee.
I went in with a crazy girl and saw the old man pulling a tuw.
The chimpanzees are listening to each other through the cages, and the old man is playing that breathless tune.
“Uncle, we’re coming.” I interrupted the old man’s play.
The old man opened his eyes, looked at the bag in our hand, looked for a little bit, I opened the bag, showed the old man food.
Bean sandbags, cooked beef, two chickens, and chicken pecs.
The old man was so happy when he saw me buy so much, he complained about me and blamed me for spending so much.
But the look he’s looking at shows how happy he is!
I picked up some bean sandbags and handed them to the gorillas through the cage, and I saw the hand of the gorillas, full of old-age marks.
The gorilla picked up the soybean bag, the food tasted good, and I picked up another piece of beef and handed it to the gorilla.
It didn’t seem to like beef, but then it smelled and put it on the ground.
Just as I was leaving, the old ape stood by the cage, knocking on the cage with his elderly hand, trying to get my ideas.
I looked back and went to the cage, and an old ape had his hand hidden behind me, and I was wondering what he was going to do.
All I see is the old ape’s hand coming out of his hand, with a slightly rotting apple in his hand, passing it to me from the crack of an iron cage, looking forward to looking at me.
“Take it, he rarely gives things to others. You’re the first. You don’t usually eat a few apples, but if you don’t, he’ll be even sadder. The old man saw this.
I picked up that little rotting apple from the apes, looked at the apple and suddenly got a little heartache.
When the apes gave me the apples, turned around and flipped over the hay, we were wondering what the gorillas were doing.
Only the old ape fell out of the haystack and saw him faceless and looked at the beautiful pebble.
Go to the cage, hand me the pebbles, and point it at me.
The old man was a little surprised to see it, telling me it was the baby of an old gorilla, hiding it for years, and he couldn’t take it away.
I can’t believe he likes you.
I picked up that pebble.
The apes saw me accept his kindness and scream with excitement while calling for a dance.
I went into a cage and I went back with a gorilla, an old ape, but I still had a terrible strength.
The old ape gave me apples, and I ate a little rotting part of it myself, and the rest of it I wanted to feed to the apes, who grabbed the apples and tried to deliver them to me.
We pushed each other, and in the end, the old apes did. They ate a good apple.
The sharing of food by apes is not uncommon, although it is generally at the initiative of members of other species, and it is rare to give food to others.
Then we came to the cage of the golden eagle with meat, and the old man was excited to introduce the statue to the crazy woman.
That professional look, like a guide to a zoo, and the crazy lady listens.
The golden eagle jumped in a cage, and I threw a piece of raw beef in it, and the golden eagle ate some of it, and then threw out a rolling furball.
I’m curious to see this. Do you usually feed a golden eagle with hair?
(As the Raptor eats too fast, the furs of the animal form a fur in the golden eagle and then throw themselves out.
Another bag of chicken chests was opened, and the chicken chests were frozen and thrown into cages with their hands.
After feeding the golden eagle, we came to the bearhouse again.
Far away, I can see the heat coming out of the bear’s gas.
The bear saw the food in my hand and grew up and laughed and said he was hungry.
This brown bear, with a few teeth left, has five or six teeth in his mouth.
Four canine teeth were long gone, and look at this big mouth, I took a soybean bag and threw it in, and the brown bear chewed two and swallowed it.
I looked at the food too fast and threw it in two soybean sandbags and a few brown bears ate it.
Finally, it started with a crazy basket-throwing pattern, with brown bears eating fast and bean bean-bags being thrown into their mouths.
Not for a while, a big bag of soybean sandbags was eaten clean and clean.
I think I’m a little fertilized, and if the ape doesn’t eat, I take it out. Brown bears smell beef and get excited.
Cooked beef is about 4 pounds, brown bear is less than a minute away from eating 4 pounds of beef.
I looked at the flat behind the cage, where there was little weed, and brown bears, though not afraid of cold, were not able to move and would be uncomfortable in this cold weather.
He decided to get some more straw for the bear, and he told me there was hay in the abandoned hippo.
I pushed the minivan, took back a lot of hay, covered the brown bear’s cage with hay, so that it could have a good winter.
On the way back, Uncle told me the brown bear was getting thinner, and I understood what he meant.
An animal like a bear, when it is raised, only in the summer it loses weight.
In winter, with enough food in the zoo, the brown bears will not be hibernate, but will become obese, and if a brown bear loses weight, the limit will be reached.
He said to himself, “This bear, when he first arrived at our zoo, he was so small, I held him in my arms every day.
I grew up with a bottle, and now I’m old, and it’s old, and I should be dead when they’re gone.
Well, people are not like animals, at least you feed them and stay with them. They don’t hurt you.
I was in a hurry to comfort him, Uncle. Don’t think. You’ll live a long life.
I’m going to the zoo two or three times a week for the next day, and I’m bringing a lot of food for my uncle and his animals.
Every time a crazy woman goes with me, I know where she is.
She was a college student and a major university, and she graduated to work in a very nice place and seemed to be envious, but not so happy.
When she was 26 years old, she met her first husband, who was drunk and drugged and took all the money from her family.
She was beaten every day, and at first she endured, every time she was beaten, and then the men beat her more and more.
Her brother knew that two men went to his husband together, and there was an altercation between the two sides, and her brother could not beat the man.
She ended up with a stick, a stick blinded the man, sentenced him to seven years and lost her job when she left.
There’s nothing left but to pick up garbage all day.
I suddenly didn’t know what to say.
But after that, I called her the goddess because she went to college.
And I didn’t go to college. She’s a little crazy, but kind.
One night, it’s 10 o’clock, and he suddenly calls me and says, “Come on, come on.
I asked why he couldn’t say anything. I rushed to the goddess’s house and the two went to the zoo to go to the gorilla house.
Take a look inside and hold a gorilla in a cage. The ape’s head lies on his leg, sometimes with a big asthma.
Seeing this scene, I think I understand.
I asked him if there was any way to make him better. He shook his head.
Looking at the chimp’s pale and old face, I held the hand of the gorilla, which had no strength, cold and damp.
I suddenly don’t know what to do when I look at this scene, and it’s really too bad to look at life at a glance.
In the meantime, we clothed the apes, burned the tungsten, warmed the house, and we all wanted it to die less painful.
While he was holding his hand tight, he was lying on his legs, looking at him from time to time.
It’s like it’s about to say something, but it’s too weak to move.
The rest of the time is a long wait.
At 3:00 a.m., the ape died, right before the zoo was about to disappear, and it died in the zoo’s chimpanzee.
He was accompanied by his favorite breeder, whose hand was still holding his uncle’s hand and dying to let go.
The goddess finally cried, but uncle smiled and comforted, and he went to enjoy himself.
All these years, I never understood why the old man laughed.
It was not until many years later that I realized what the old man’s smile meant, as his attitude to life and death changed.
A month later, several cars arrived and took the brown bear, the golden eagle and the deer.
We don’t worry about the golden eagles and deer, but I hear the new zoos are very nice, and the golden eagles are still young, and they’ll be happier in the new zoos.
The deer is fine, but we’re not worried about the brown bear. I and the old man grabbed the driver’s hand and told him to take care of the bear.
The driver promised, while he was gone, he grabbed the cage, the brown bear was separated from the cage, and I was agitated, and I fed the bear with water bottles and food.
Uncle Ting told the driver to feed him two in a day. He’s not a young brown bear. It’s hard to eat.
As soon as the driver promised, he drove away, and the brown bear tried to stand up and look at him, but the cage was too small to stand up.
I’m sure I’m going to watch it a month.
I’ll come to the zoo tomorrow, and I’ll watch with the goddess.
He’s so depressed, he’s so thin.
“Alas, there’s nothing to do. I’m sorry.
We were going to go back to the zoo, and that day, Uncle showed us the whole zoo, the kitchen.
Before the gardener’s office, every time he got to one, he was excited to tell us some old stories, three hours later we left.
I looked back at this zoo.
The next day, the old man’s heart, his favorite thing, his glory, turned into ruins.
When I was leaving the city, I suddenly got word that the bear had arrived at the new zoo and died in a few days.
The breeder just went to feed in the morning and found the brown bear lying in the corner, moving like she was asleep.
There were apples and nests brought in yesterday by the breeders on the ground, and he didn’t eat a bite.
I thought a brown bear could get a good old age at a new zoo, and maybe it was dead when the zoo was flat.
Two days later, when I left, we told the goddess to drink less and eat more.
I left 500 for the goddess, and took 50 for her face, afraid she would lose it, and told her to call me.
Back home, day after day, there was no news from far away of the people.
Two months later.
A phone call was received at 2 a.m., claiming to be from the hospital. I was wondering what the hospital was doing.
I was told there was a patient who had a heart attack and had just been taken to a hospital.
You’re the only one on the phone.
Can you come over and take care of this? Otherwise, we’ll have to take care of it.
I heard this, I know who it is, and I’ve been driving all night to the city where I am.
I sent him to the funeral home, and the rest of the day was a cumbersome affair.
But the house of the goddess was empty, and she left the city and no one knew where she was.
I found an uncle who used to lead.
I thought it would be a big push, and the leader took me to collect the funeral expenses for 10 months.
Not only is the town cold in the streets, but the funeral home is cold in the winter, and there are few people in the burning day.
I spent 2000 dollars to hire a Mr. Yingyang, who was a little superstitious, and I wish I could do it for him.
There are only two people in the entire hall, one me, one Mr. Yinyang and the moderator, as we look at the remains.
No, it’s three men and an uncle. He’s just lying in a transparent coffin.
Mr. Ying-yang was there saying those things, and I was standing next to my uncle’s body, and suddenly I felt strangely cold.
It’s like it’s not blood, it’s scrawny ice, and it’s still cold in my head.
When the sight is over, it’s in the crematorium.
I was crouching on the back of the burning room, I was crouching around a little bit and I was looking at my uncle’s ashes.
The ashes are like snow, and they are a part of him, as he was, white and empty.
Touching the ashes, it’s like he’s back.
After choosing the cemetery, there was about 18,000 left, and the cemetery was cheap, with $800.
There were also 20,000 high graves, a little larger, and I chose a larger graveyard to build a gravestone for him as his nephew.
If my uncle’s family comes to the house later, I’ll get another 10,000, and they won’t come to me. If they don’t want me, I’ll go home with my ashes, and I’ll leave him at home.
When I’m dead, we’ll bury them together, and no one will give a shit.
He died, but he didn’t.
There are three stages to the death of man.
The first stage is the biological death of a human being, at a time of biological death.
The second stage, with the funeral, meant death in the social sense.
With the decomposition of the body, when there is nothing left of it, it is the decomposition of the body.
The third stage is forgotten, and none of him remembers what he did.
That’s the real death.
When I die, he will die as my memory disappears.
Today, I chose to write this text to remember him forever.
He was a good man, who, though isolated, never hurt anyone.
He’s my greatest breeder.
Years later, I went back to that old zoo.
The phenomenon of corruption had long disappeared and had been replaced by countless play equipment, children’s laughter.
Who will remember that old chimpanzee, the thin golden eagle and the giant brown bear?
I’m sure he’d be happy to see the kids so happy if he knew.
I wandered through the playground and went to the ape’s house and became a giant Ferris wheel.
I was standing near the Ferris wheel, and I came across a bunch of lovers and talked to myself.
“It’s a nice zoo. I used to remember it was a chimpanzee. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, there used to be an old man. “Purpose number: YX11ERS359
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
