Human plaything

 

Human plaything

 

It was March 19th, and that day was the opening ceremony of the Snowy Bullfighting Festival.

In that Xizhou Peninsula, bullfighting is regarded as a noble art. The seven-month period starting from March 19th every year - St. Joseph's Day and ending on October 12th - Xizhou Festival becomes the bullfighting season. Among them, there is Xizhou's famous Fire Festival in March, and Xizhou's Corpus Christi Festival in June, both of which will feature a series of grand bullfights. In addition, what is popular among the people is the annual Bull Running Festival that we are familiar with. Since bullfighting has been regarded as an intangible cultural heritage in China, bullfighting seems to have been legalized and has become a tourism project that boosts the economy. Therefore, there was no bullfighting custom in the Snowy Region before, and this Snowy Bullfighting Festival can be regarded as the first of its kind.

Mr. Bridge arrived at Mr. Feeley's residence. Mr. Bridge and Mrs. Ellen adopted a yak, Yak, into their home. This was a female cow that was obviously not suitable for bullfighting competitions.

Mr. Bridge said to Mr. Feeley: "The bison you raised, Bison, has grown up. Have you signed it up? Let it participate in this bullfight. He will definitely win."

Mr. Feeley said to Mr. Bridge: "My bison, Bison, has been in poor health recently. If he participates in a bullfight, he will definitely lose."

Mr. Bridge said angrily: "The Snowy Bullfighting Festival is a good opportunity to make money. How could you give up? You used to be a bullfighter and now you specialize in bullfighting sales. How could you lose this opportunity?"

Mr. Bridge's wife, Ellen, said nothing, just stared at Mr. Feeley. She was testing Mr. Feeley's character, whether it was good or evil.

Today, I specially came to invite my husband to watch this bullfight. "

Mr. Feeley said to Mr. and Mrs. Bridge: "I and my bison Bison, after seeing the yak Yak, his character became gentle. Human nature should do good, why should we provoke fights between cows? ?”

Mr. Bridge felt very strange: Why did Mr. Feeley suddenly become kind?

Mr. Bridge said: "My good friend Mr. Feeley, I want to select a brave bullfighting from your cattle farm. I want him to participate in this bullfighting competition and defeat all opponents."

Mr. Feeley said to Mr. Bridge: "I am going to close this cattle farm. This is your last chance to choose a high-quality bullfight. My favorite bullfight is called 'Kunlun', which is majestic and powerful."

Mr. Bridge inspected the body shape and psychological quality of the bullfighting "Kunlun", as well as the bridge of the nose, head, tongue, teeth, eyes, hide, feet, tail, horn color and spacing, and the horns.

Mr. Bridge was so satisfied that he purchased the bullfighting "Kunlun". He drove a large truck and the bullfighting "Kunlun" was placed in a container behind the truck.

Mr. Bridge told the story of bullfighting with great interest along the way. The bull used in the bullfight is a wild animal with pure blood. Matadors are regarded as brave and fearless men and are highly respected and worshiped by the Chinese people. The status of Xizhou bullfighters is higher than that of ordinary celebrities and entertainers. This unique group of people are elegant and brave souls who perfectly combine technology and physical strength, grace and bravery.

Mr. Bridge, perhaps because he had drunk too much, seemed to have forgotten that Mr. Feeley had been a bullfighter.

Mr. Feeley didn't care about Mr. Bridge's rhetoric. He was sitting in the back seat with Mrs. Allen. His hand was holding Allen's hand tightly, and he gently stroked Mrs. Allen's skirt under her skirt from time to time. thigh.

Sitting in the cockpit, Bridge didn't realize that his wife was making out with Mr. Feeley. Mr. Bridge continued while driving: "In fact, bullfighting is not a men's patent. Women had always participated in this sport before the 1930s, but later female matadors were banned. But in the past ten years, there have been many Young girls are participating in this brave challenge one after another. I heard that there is a strong and brave female matador Lydia participating in this bullfight. Ha, the one who fights with Lydia is my bullfighting 'Kunlun'. If my 'Kunlun' can beat the female matador Lidia, I can get a large bonus."

Bullfighting, this sport has always been crazily admired in areas where Western languages are spoken. In the performance, the bulls that are not stabbed to death by the matador are actually miserable, because they will eventually be led into the bullpen and stabbed to death by others with swords.

In order to get that considerable bonus, Mr. Bridge seemed to not care whether the female matador Lydia would be picked to death by the ferocious bullfight "Kunlun", nor did he care whether his bullfight "Kunlun" was not killed by the matador. If stabbed to death, he will eventually be led into the bullpen and stabbed to death by others with a sword.

Mrs. Allen was very sad at this time. She knew very well that the opening day of the Snowy Bullfighting Festival might be the day of the death of the bullfighting "Kunlun". Mrs. Allen held Mr. Feeley's hand tightly, and she suddenly realized that in the days to come, perhaps only by living with Mr. Feeley could she find comfort and relief. Of course, Mr. Feeley will not pay attention to the fate of the female bullfighter Lidia and the bullfighting "Kunlun". In fact, for bullfighting, the bull is as important as the matador, because its training and ferocity are related to the good or bad luck of the matador. No matter how famous the matador is in history, he will inevitably die on the battlefield and be picked to death by the bull. . No matter how brave a bullfight is, death is inevitable. Mr. Feeley's greatest joy was to have his neighbor Mr. Bridge's wife in his arms.

There is no custom of bullfighting in the Snowy Land, but there is a ballad "Longing for Freedom" circulating in the Snowy Land. Mrs. Allen sang this ballad:

 

In the eyes of humans, animals

Just oppressed slaves,

Even if there is a chance of being favored,

Those are just some playthings.

 

In fact, those poor women,

It is also a man's plaything.

Humans and animals share the same fate,

That's just a lie from players.

 

Yaks on the snowy plateau,

Never an obedient servant.

Tibetan mastiff and snow leopard are not afraid of whipping;

The Himalayas yearn for freedom.