一天早上姐姐带我们去看了一只可怜的负鼠，姐姐说她发现它的时候已经倒在路边没有呼吸了，应该是被汽车轧过去了。由于当时没有工具姐姐只是把它放在了路边的草丛中，一天过去了它还是躺在那个地方，似乎没有人注意过它，它的眼睛是半睁着的，一定是死去的瞬间太痛苦了，连眼睛都还没有闭上。我们觉得不能让它就这样暴尸荒野，就用喂鸟的袋子把它装了起来，找到一处比较隐蔽的地方简单的埋了起来。世间万物皆有灵，希望大家开车可以小心点，希望我们善待每一个生命。
One morning, my sister took us to see a poor possum. My sister said that when she found it, it had fallen on the side of the road and was not breathing. It must have been run over by a car. Since there was no tool at the time, my sister just put it in the grass by the roadside. It was still lying there after a day, and no one seemed to have noticed it. Its eyes were half-open, it must have been too painful at the moment of death. I haven't even closed my eyes yet. We felt that we couldn't let it slaughter the wilderness like this, so we put it in a bird feeding bag, and found a relatively hidden place to simply bury it. Everything in the world has a spirit, I hope everyone can drive carefully, and I hope we treat every life kindly.
以前经常听说哪里又丢了几个孩子，但在我听来那仅仅是一个数字，内心从来都没有感受，可是这周的一件事让我切身体会到了那种难以言述的焦虑与担心。一天晚上我们突然找不到牛奶了，本以为过一会儿它自己就会过来就没有太在意，但是过了很久它也没有出现，叫它、拿它最爱吃的零食都没有反应，我们开始意识到了事情的严重性，想它是不是在我们开门时跑了出去，于是在屋子里找了很久也没有找到之后就一起出门找它。我们一边走一边喊牛奶，手里还拿着它的零食，先是在房子旁边公园里找了一圈没有，又绕到对面的马路上找，我每一次蹲下来检查汽车底下的时候都希望牛奶可以出现在那里，但是过了很久我们都没有找到，我开始害怕了，想象着牛奶因为紧张而躲在角落的样子，想着如果我们真的找不到它了，经过救助后家养的它，没有野外生存能力的它以后该怎么生活……想着想着 眼泪都快掉下来了。还好最后姐姐找到了我们，告诉我们原来牛奶一直躲在地下室的储藏室的缝隙里，应该是被什么吓到了。我们终于松了一口气，但是回来之后我还一直在后怕，喊其他小猫咪名字的时候说出的却是牛奶。这只是一时间没有找到我们的毛孩子，更何况那些亲眼看着自己的孩子被抢走的父母呢。在中国每年有上百万的失踪与拐卖人口，想想那些人们内心的悲伤就难以言述。所以我很庆幸来到了国外，一个环境相对安全的地方，我们真的应该珍惜这来之不易的机会。
In the past, I often heard that there were a few more children lost, but to me it was just a number, and I never felt it in my heart, but an incident this week made me feel the indescribable anxiety and worry. . One night we suddenly couldn’t find the milk. We thought it would come over by itself after a while and didn’t care too much, but after a long time it didn’t show up either, calling it or taking its favorite snack didn’t respond, we began to realize When we got to the seriousness of the matter, I wondered if it ran out when we opened the door, so after looking for it in the house for a long time and couldn't find it, we went out to find it together. We shouted for milk as we walked, with its snacks in our hands. We first looked around in the park next to the house, and then went around to the opposite road to look for it. Every time I squatted down to check under the car, I hoped for milk. It could appear there, but after a long time we couldn't find it, I started to get scared, imagining the milk hiding in the corner because of nervousness, thinking that if we really can't find it, it will be raised at home after rescue, How will it live in the future without the ability to survive in the wild... Tears are about to fall when I think about it. Fortunately, in the end my sister found us and told us that the milk had been hiding in the crevices of the basement storage room, which must have been frightened by something. We finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when I got back I was still terrified that when I called the other kittens it was milk. It's just that we haven't found our furry children for a while, let alone those parents who have watched their children be taken away with their own eyes. There are millions of missing and trafficked people in China every year, and it is hard to describe the sadness in the hearts of those people. So I am very fortunate to have come to a foreign country, a place with a relatively safe environment, and we should really cherish this hard-won opportunity.
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