pain.
Speaking of zebras, cities are a very painful place. Those things with black and white stripes were regarded as roads, and many hooves stepped on them, making the bones make sounds. The wild cat gestured with pride, thinking he was extremely smart.
In fact, I can understand the wild cat. It just wants to tell friends what the place called the city looks like. It is so eager and trying so hard, frowning and shaking its head, it almost wants to turn itself into a city.
But it doesn't know that metaphors can hurt people.
itch
When the piebald cow giggled, she tried to hide but couldn't. A wild cat drew patterns on her body, one stroke after another, pointing to the spots on her body and declaring that this was a shopping mall and that was a park. The cow laughed until she shed tears, and said that the city must be a very itchy place.
The itching is worse than the pain. The pain can be tolerated, but the itch cannot be tolerated.

When I was a child, it was my first time to go to the city. I stood in front of the zebra crossing for a long time, not daring to step on it. I was even worried that it was a real zebra and would feel pain. Then, my mother led me and ran over. I turned my head and looked back for a long time. The black and white stripes lay quietly on the ground, without moving or screaming.
Heavy
The wild cat said that they were high-rise buildings in the city. The wild cat was standing on the back of a deer, the deer was on the back of a zebra, the zebra was on the back of a cow, the cow was on the back of a hippopotamus, and the hippopotamus was at the bottom.
The hippopotamus was out of breath and said that the city was a very heavy place.
That's indeed true. The city is really very heavy. Those buildings like concrete forests press on the ground, and they also press on people's hearts. Every day during the morning and evening rush hours, the subway is crowded with young people who look like photos, carrying backpacks and hunched back. The city they live in also puts heavy pressure on them. However, no one complained about pain, no one said it was itchy, everyone just held it in silently.
Wildcat at least shouted it out for them.
Not ashamed
In another version of the story, a wild cat actually used the huge hippo's huge mouth as a toilet. The little flying squirrel blushed and covered his face, claiming that the city was a shameless place.

It's really funny. Those animals don't understand what a flush toilet is, just like we don't understand something when we see it for the first time. When my grandma took the elevator for the first time, she held on to the handrail tightly and said, "Why is this room moving?" She didn't say the city was a scary place, she just refused to go upstairs after that.
The animals all no longer like the city where the feral cats live. They all stayed away from each other, unwilling to listen anymore. The wild cat stood there, with his mouth still open and his hands still raised, not knowing what he had done wrong.
In fact, Wildcat is right. It just talks too hard.
Ask long questions
At the beginning of the story, the animals surrounded the wild cat and kept asking about this and that, asking where there was delicious food and where there were interesting things. They are so eager to know what the city looks like, and their eyes are filled with light.
Frequently asking about various situations, that is, wanting to know clearly about many aspects, is like asking someone who has returned from abroad when he was a child, asking about the length of the train, asking about the height of the building, and asking whether there are really as many lights as described, and they light up at night like daylight.
The person who asked also had bright eyes.
After that, we entered the stage of growth, traveling to the city on our own, and even living in the city. No longer are we asked what our cities look like. And no one kept asking us questions. Everybody was of the opinion that there was nothing worth asking, you were just in the city.
one day

The story often ends like this: one day, a car drove over from the city, and then many children got off. Those animals looked at it from a distance, thinking in their hearts - is the city really like what the wild cats said?
They are still thinking. Still waiting for the answer.
How would we introduce this city if we got off the car?
I can tell you that zebra crossings don’t hurt, they feel soft when you step on them, and they represent safety. It is true that the map will not make you feel itchy. It exists quietly on paper and can help you find your way home. The tall buildings are not heavy. They stand there, just standing in that posture. There are lights inside the buildings, and there are people under the lights. Those people are waiting. This scene is also real.
I would also say that Wildcat is wrong, but Wildcat misses you very much.
The place in the city is very strange. Sometimes it feels like pain but is not really painful, sometimes it feels like itching but is not really itchy, and sometimes it seems to be severe but is not really severe. What it looks like depends on how you draw it. Although the wild cat's gesture was wrong, it had already made a gesture after all. And some people are too lazy to even gesture. They live in the city but never talk about the city.
The animals are still waiting.
Should we get off?
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