最近总被爆炸性新闻所刷屏，有善良的女孩身上上演农夫与蛇的故事而遭遇灭顶之灾，有幼童无辜被虐，不同的地点，情节严重程度不等，只怪善良限制了你我的想象力。有人说，地狱空荡荡，恶魔在人间。
恶魔可能一直就在人间，混迹于人群中，甚至就隐藏在你我的身边。
晚上看了《重返·狼群》，看到被李微漪养大的格林待人亲昵，甚至连坏人拿着打狗棒接近它，都不知警觉。因为它从小到大都感受着李微漪的爱，竟以为世界上所有的人都值得亲近和信赖。
格林是一只小狼，也是一只笨狼。它就像是人类的儿童，被父母呵护成长，竟以为这世界上所有的人类都和爸爸妈妈一样值得亲近和信赖。因此出现层出不穷的虐童新闻，每一个新闻背后，究竟有多少从此人生蒙上阴影的灵魂？
杨蓉太勇敢，她在自己的微博为“她”发声。这是不只是超乎寻常的勇气，也是极其难得的大爱。而她微博下的评论，触目惊心。无数个把黑暗的往事掩藏于记忆深处的“她”，鼓起勇气讲述着曾经经受的巨大伤害。
情节之恶劣，比例之高，令人触目惊心。
唯一的共同点，就是她们都选择了掩藏。因为怕被人指指点点，名誉受损，甚至被围观的看客二次伤害。中国这个社会群体积毁销骨的力量，没有人不知其厉害。在谈性色变的中国人社会中，性侵、猥亵、QJ这样的事，受害者往往比加害者更难做人。
儿童的懵懂娇憨是人性，坏人的自私可怕也是人性。江歌回护朋友的善良是人性，刘鑫的自私自利祸引西墙也是人性。盗猎者的利欲熏心是人性，李微漪的母爱责任也是人性。
但有一种人性是最可怕的。那是不觉得自己在作恶的，把别人的伤疤挑开当做热闹来看茶余饭后每每品咂的好事之徒。也是当着李微漪的面直接开口要求带走小狼的遭到拒绝后用打狗棒偷袭的盗猎者。还有那些网络中慷慨陈词恨不得敲碎键盘现实中遇事秒怂的看客。更是幼儿园其他觉得受害的孩子不是自己孩子就可以自扫门前雪的家长。
是那些在别人的不幸面前抱着“死道长不死贫道”心态，沉默不语的人性。这是可恶的人性，更是可悲的人性。
美国波士顿犹太人屠杀纪念碑上铭刻着马丁·尼莫拉的一段话：
“在德国，起初他们追杀共产主义者，我没有说话—因为我不是共产主义者；接着他们追杀犹太人--我没有说话；后来他们追杀工会成员，我没有说话—因为我不是工会成员；此后他们追杀天主教徒，我没有说话，因为我是新教徒；最后他们奔我而来。却再也没有人站出来为我说话了。”
天地浩荡，蓝天白云之下，究竟有多少黑暗笼罩，又有多少微光可以照亮那些在黑暗中踽踽独行本该阳光快乐的弱小灵魂？
想起了一首诗《一位母亲写给世界的信》。
Dear World
by Dan Valentine
Dear World,
My young son starts school today…It’s going to be sort of strange and new to him for a while, and I wish you would sort of treat him gently. You see, up to now he’s been king of the roost…He’s been boss of the backyard…His mother has always been near to soothe his wounds and repair his feelings.
But now things are going to be different.
This morning he’s going to walk down the front steps, wave his hand, and start out on the great adventure that will probably include wars and tragedies and sorrow…To live his life in the world he will have to live in, will require faith and love and courage.
So, World, I wish you would sort of look after him…Take him by the hand and teach him things he will have to know.
But do it gently, if you can.
He will have to learn, I know, that all men are not just, that all men are not true. But teach him also that for every scoundrel there is a hero…that for every crooked politician there is a great and dedicated leader…Teach him that for every enemy, there is a friend. Steer him away from envy, if you can…and teach him the secret of quiet laughter.
In school, World, teach him it is far more honorable to fail that to cheat…Teach him to have faith in his own idea, even if everyone says they are wrong…Teach him to gentle with gentle people and tough with tough people.
Try to give my son the strength not to follow the crowd when everyone is getting on the bandwagon…Teach him to listen to all men—but teach him also to filter all he hears on a screen of truth and take just the good that siphons through.
Teach him, if you can, how to laugh when he’s sad…Teach him there is no shame in tears…Teach him there can be a glory in failure and despair in success.
Teach him gently, World, if you can, but don’t coddle him..Because only the test of fire makes fine steel…Let him have the courage to be impatient…Let him have the patience to be brave. Let him be no other man’s man…Teach him always to have sublime faith in himself.
Because then he will always have sublime faith in mankind.
This is quite and order, World, but see what you can do…He’s such a nice little fellow, my son!
愿世上每一个美好的灵魂，都能被世界温柔以待。
