哭泣的母熊把垂死的幼崽带到男子面前 — 他接下来的举动令人难以置信！

I opened a lonely home in the valley of Adiranday around six in the morning. For a breath of fresh forest air filled with the scent of pine trees and morning herbs I'm Aiden Brody. I used to be a journalist and now I'm a junior writer. I haven't fully woken up yet. I'm just in the street wearing a pommel, a pommel and a pommel. I saw a nice cup of coffee so I could wake up so I could wake up. So that I can start a new day in the wild valley of my dreams At that moment, I was as cold as being hit by electricity. Because it was only a few steps away and I saw a huge black bear. The power of its existence makes me feel that it encloses the whole space. Make the air thick and quiet. This wild creature doesn't move, doesn't say a word, doesn't make any violent sounds. It just stood on my wings to breathe Its shocking body is covered in hairs in some places. It's like escaping the Big Wave or meeting an unknown enemy. These wild eyes impressed me the most. It's almost like human eyes. It looks like a tear in the eye, like a small river on the face. It's like a broken cable. I've never seen a wild animal really cry. This scene made my heart beat faster and I forgot that fear. Face that big creature. It can only break my bones with one palm That's when I noticed the wild animal's tongue. Holding a small, lively bear His tail is unintentionally raised. And his head is toward the ground and shows no trace of life It's like a barrel dog thrown out by a small river. At that moment I understood. It's not a bear in front of me, it's a little bear. Mother and Dead Child I want to close the door and put the old gun on the wall of the barn. I saw this little bear. Its size is almost medium Cocker Spaniel His bulging ribs and cracked blood in one ear When I was almost sure he was dead His chest almost started shaking. He moves so lightly that I can't help but notice him. If I hadn't looked at him that hard. I opened my eyes to the bear. He kept looking at me An unexpected sense of horror. I don't think it's clear that they speak their own words. I'll try, okay? I will try to help him. The bear seemed to understand everything I said. His heart was ready to jump out of my stomach. I carefully took this shaky little bear wrapped around my bag. Slowly and slowly I quit the house. At any moment, I would expect him to scream or attack. But this little bear has been sitting silently It's like knowing everything I don't know I hid in the room and I put this bear on the sand. Quickly began to clean up everything that could help him. Like a towel bottle water bottle I rely more on consciousness than on consciousness. I kept staring at the window. Looking at this little bear is like an immobile shadow. His eyes don't show from my house. The bear looks cold. Very cold But he hasn't taken the last step. I'm standing in the middle of my room Take this little lifeless thing. I thought to myself What should I do now? At that moment I found out. This is not a strange encounter with the wild. Not an inexplicable change of fate. but one more thing This thing chose me. Even though I have a different view of the laws of nature and reason. Although I do not want to accept this responsibility. But it looks like this little bear must be willing to believe me. So he waited in my area. Look at my house all day. I've been trying to save this little bear He seems to have refused to go to another world. This little bear is lying in the middle of my salad. I squatted down Carefully approach his small ribs with two fingers. Try to touch the marks of his heartbeat or breathing. I don't feel anything bright. I stopped breathing and close to him. To feel the stink of the forest and the ground and golden blood. At that moment, his stomach. Almost standing up. Very weak but real breathing. Let me breathe easily. You are still alive baby. You are still with us. I wrapped the bear around my clothes. Run to the back room. Find an old warm. I immediately opened. with the full force Put all the soft cloth around it I found them all towel towel bag towel bag Created a warm hole like a small patient His breath is superficial. My stomach almost stood up. The observation of the hind legs at close range It looks strange. as if they were damaged or injured. One of the ears is broken. I see. It's not pure tiredness or weariness Something very serious has happened to the bear. I hear marks from the outside See the window. I saw the bear there. She sits like an old statue Watching at home. Where her kids are I picked up my phone Find Rachel Kowalski's number The closest animal protector. Although I know she is mainly Take care of farm animals Rachel, this is Aidan I have a bear in my house. He was injured and in poor condition. My mom brought him to my house. Put it on the wall. He is waiting outside. In a short break filled with distrust. Rachel finally said. You sure you didn't drink too much Aidan No, my God. I really don't have time to explain. What should I do to keep his life. After a short break She breathed Start giving clear instructions to Aidan Let Aidan warm up Check if he has open blood. Don't give them hard food. Just give them liquid. You can use water and honey secrete the honey I'll call Ginny She previously worked at a wildlife center. Come on, we'll meet soon I put my phone on the sink Then go to the kitchen Find a bottle of old raw honey Mix it with warm water Use of Indonesian bakery Carefully open the bear's mouth Put a few drops of liquid into your mouth. At first there was no response. But after several attempts His mouth moved a little. I feel the wave of hope. That's it. Come on, little brother. Follow me I sat beside him About an hour. Chat and drink Sometimes they will also kill themselves. Because of powerlessness This period of time The bear outside has not moved. I opened the door He lifted his head. Look at me Then raise your head. This simple movement. A kind of table. Unexpected trust. I still remember it. Also surprised. This wild animal. They can transcend human fears. Afternoon The bear moved his hands for the first time. A little. It looks like a test. Are his muscles still working? I smiled relaxed Not even noticed. My nose is running with tears in my eyes You won't die today, little brother. I won't let you die I look at the bear. Although my heart is very panic I thought I was just a writer. With a bunch of towels and hot water bottles trying to save this wild animal But I don't know what they're doing. Noon My office. Like a crazy. Medical College All surfaces All filled with towels. Towel piled up Heater Go all out And the bear is right in front of me Like a newborn bear. One foot outside. Scars on the feet. Began to bleed again Observation at close range It looks like a choke mark. The red ones up. It is clearly infected. This could kill the bear. Faster than a cold. I took a bottle of nitrogen water Usually used to deal with. own tailoring Soiled towel Then carefully put on the wound The bear jumped. This makes me very happy. The painful reaction. That means it's still fighting. His system is working. There was a silent mockery outside. I see the window again. Little Bear doesn't move unmoved Still there. His muscles do not move. But look at every movement. Shadow in every home. I opened the door a little. whisper to it. It is still with us. It certainly does not answer. Not a word Just take a deep breath Like I understand what I mean I went back to the room Sitting next to the bear I gave the bear a bottle of honey water again. This time the bear more clearly licked his mouth Try to swallow the sweet liquid. Small But there is indeed progress. My phone rang. Rachel again. Jenny said you were sick. But she will go and buy you medicine Will be by your side in a few hours Thank God. Her arm is like a bite I guess she was angry. I told her in a hurry Put it in a warm place. Don't make too many moves. Keep giving the fluid to it. For the saints. Don't open the door. This mother. Never feel at ease Rachel warned me I know she's right. It is already strange. Bear is always at home. Find your own baby. But she has faith in me This has got me in my heart. More worry A little time passed. A little later The bear started. Try turning. I speak softly A little lighter. too early. Take a break Then he made a strange sound. Don't say, don't shout Like a broken toy Slowly back to life. Once again I carefully wipe his arm Slow blood circulation The wound is still red. But it no longer looks so dangerous. Can continue to work Bear on the street for the first time Starts to show concern She walked around Like her body. No decision to stay or leave. Then back to the same place I set up the wood stove. Make your home warmer. Even if I already feel pain The bear needs more warmth. More fresh air than I need. evening afternoon The shadow moved. A small surprise happened. The bear opened one eye. Only one. this instant. There is no madness or fear. Only knowingly. It's like it sees me Understand who I am You are not a child anymore. I said a word I feel inside. Strange temperatures are flowing. without any It has to do with the operating thermometer. The bear stared. Back to sleep But for the first time in a whole day Feel the bear. Able to live. without guarantee. Just me in the morning. There is no such possibility. When Rachel and Ginny He is a wild animal expert. It was already in the afternoon. Bear quits the shadow of the forest Not leaving. Keep looking at the house. From a safe distance. Oh, my God. You're not joking, are you? Rachel took a breath. See the bear. Ginny starts work right away Watch the bear. With professional concentration. This is a growing bear. She said After careful examination. Sometimes bear. Killing other people's children. Let the bear. Re-entering the bubble The bear was lucky. Mama can protect the bear. Bring the bear to you. Very surprised. She chose someone. Maybe she's looking at you will decide. Such a desperate decision. This idea. Let me shock The idea is Wild animals I can judge. to believe. The most precious thing I have. Ginny and Rachel It took a few hours. Treat the injury injected with antibiotics Restored the level of the small body When they leave. Bear has been breathing more smoothly his arm. They have been professionally arrested. We will give you medicine and instructions. Ginny said. Pack your own things. But as long as it's better. You just have to Bring it back to the wild. He can never be with you. Aiden I took a breath Although I have already felt of this little animal. He's right in front of my eyes in the next two weeks. Little Bear soon recovered. His wounds have healed. The food recovered. He began to live near the world. Study my home filled with confidence. I call him Baxter. Just because of his name. Seems appropriate. Although I know I shouldn't have given him a name. Should not be associated with wild animals He'll be back soon their own natural environment. The bear comes every day. Sometimes close to home. But more will be closer to the distance He is always cautious. Always observing. I will leave food for him. I did not refuse. I told her the whole story She listened to me. With an unspoken face. When I am finished She just said You're lucky Not hurt. But that's Aiden's problem. Wild Animal Protection Bureau already know. They plan to do it in three days. Take the bear. Or maybe the bear immigrants I can take a little But the decision is on you What you have to do That night I can't sleep I saw Baxter wrapped in a mattress own bedding So family. So safe. Not suitable for wild animals. I understand I can't hold it forever. I can't take it Breed into family animals I can't take away his possibilities. He became born. The free monkey. Forest in Adiranda 同时 thoughts of separation. It almost caused physical pain. Like I'm torn apart own heart. in the morning I decided I won't wait The self-defense minister arrived will not wait The monkey decides for himself. Take your own children away. I carefully put Baxter Put in a big bag. With his familiar cloth bag Put away his favorite toy. Old Kickball and some food on the way Then I sat on the bike Go to the depths of the forest There. I guess It could be a monkey's area. I drive the forest road slowly pay careful attention The existence of monkeys Until I reach the forest with thick leaves. I decided to stop. Leave the car. I opened the bag. Baxter saw it. glowing Sniffing the familiar scent of the forest Is this your real home? I said I felt My throat began to tremble I stand back a little Let the monkey. Have a chance to yourself. leave the forest He is unsure. took a few steps. Then stop. Like asking. What happened? Why are we here? That moment We have all heard The sound of leaves. From the forest. Monkeys watch us. cautiously But no. Our eyes met. in her eyes I see that again. Strange Consciousness Let me first day. I slowly retreated Show again There is no threat to me. I let her child go. I brought him back The world he belongs to. Baxter, stop. Look at my mother. Like it's breaking Between two worlds. Trust and awareness Humans warm. and wild nature's cry The monkey is out. The sound of silence It's like talking. and nagging The monkey looked back at her. I took a few uncertain steps. Stop. Then take a few more steps. My heart is about to break. When I see The distance between us is small. Mother's Love Contact the two creatures again. They were once separated. Torture and incidents encountered when they are few. when touching the nose. Baxter suddenly turned quickly ran back to me Touching my face. Like saying goodbye to me Or thanks. I would never know. I sit down Finally let yourself. Touching his hair. noisy He couldn't understand. But what might be felt Go ahead. live it Little Monkey You can do it Then I lightly Push him in the direction of the monkey This time he did not shake. He jumped lightly. arrived mother. She kissed him discreetly In the sure. Everything is normal This is indeed her baby. is the whole and unharmed. Then What I didn't expect happened. Little monkey raised his head Then I was surprised Gently lift her. to turn around. No rush into the forest with a little monkey. She only watched it once Can disappear forever In the middle of the forest I stand in the forest Always feel Strange bitterness and contentment Failure and rightness Sealed a book. I never intended to write. But this book. Changed me forever. I went back to my empty house Now look up. peace and quiet Too wide. No small waves. Turn everything underground I made the mattress Toys Bowl Memories of the existence of all little monkeys and put them. I took it to the box in the closet. Knowing I don't need them anymore But I can't be separated from them. A few months have passed I went back to my usual life. I wrote a book. Walk through the forest Enjoy the silence. sometime Especially late at night. I will go out Have a cup of tea Watching the forest. know there. In the woods There is a little bear. I slept in my sand. Drink the bees on my hands Once in the autumn morning I walk out the door See the little gift of the forest a pile of ripe forest grass put in a small pile It's like someone trying to collect them. There is no one around. But I do know Who did it? I smiled at the forest have shadow Maybe the game of the world. Maybe my mother and child. Grow up. Let me understand their memories. their condition. Our World Sometimes it may be worse than we thought. Starting from that day. Every autumn. When the color of the leaves began to change I'll be on my own wings Find the Little Gift Strawberry Orange in saying We are still here. We remember We are grateful This reminds me Sometimes the most important encounter. in our lives. It will happen without knowing it. The deepest connection. It will happen to us. Expect the shortest time. Now When I write my book. I often think of that bear. It gave me the most precious thing. That bear. It taught me love. Just know how to let go. in this world. Our Family I smiled and said It's just a little gift. But say to me That's a bigger thing. This is a reflection from a few weeks ago. When my home became The hiding of things. And myself It soon became. Preservation of someone else's life.