LOVE IS TEARS

This morning, we have come to a new unit titled LOVE IS....

LOVE IS.... LOVE is respect. LOVE is admiration. LOVE is responsibility.

LOVE is what you cherish most. We talked a lot......

When my classmates were talking about LOVE FOR ANIMALS, an unforgettable memory flashed in my mind as before. But this time, it appeared even clearly with strong feelings.

Our family kept horses, I did not know since when we had started to. Anyway, I can tell that the horses were my companies from I was very little.

At that moment, I have my own horse which my father pointed to me. He told me it was the tamest. And it really was. It was holomelanocratic with only little round white on its forehead. So I named it BIG BLACK.

I rode it on the far stretching land. It knows all my orders and did as I ordered. We two kept company for each other until I was age to get to school.

But every night after school, I would always ride him out and mowed grass for him to eat at night.

One year, two years, three years.....

I graduated from the primary school with excellences and was enrolled in secondary school located in the city which was far from my home.

The night when I got my offer letter from that school, I went to him and share my excitement and happiness. He ALSO reacted in a very happy way, neighing and jogging.

I rode him off to the grassland to let him freely ran and eat grass during that days.

One day, in the afternoon, when I went back home with him and found a blue colored lorry standing behind my home.

Entering the home, several strange lookers were talking to my parents.

My father told me that we were going to SELL my BIG BLACK. I was stumped.

He explained that\" It is too old now. If we do not sell it, it will be sick for soon and will die in front of us. Do you want to see that scene? And It can not do any farm work for us now. On the other hand, all it can do for you is earning your school tuition.

I ran back to BIG BLACK. He was eating grass care freely.

Tear was brimming over. I can not say anything. I recalled those days we galloping on the infinite grassland. I looked at him racing with other horses. I shouted for him and he neighed back......

Mowing the best and newest grass for him, I sobbed.

Two hours left. I can not stop shedding tears. Then my father said it is time to let the BIG BLACK get on the lorry.

I even wailed over. I got the rope to roll around BIG BLACK's neck in order to lead him to the lorry. BUT.....

But he raised his head, shedding tears from his eyes. TEARS.... I did not know if he had already known his fate.

I did not know if he was crying for his past, or for his future. I did not know whether he was crying for I betrayed him.

He has left me for more than 8 years. But what I never forget is his little round moon on his head, his neighs for my shouting, his galloping with me on his back, and his tears when he left me......

And it comes to a new definition of LOVE.

LOVE IS TEARS.