I love beluga whales, but this should be the last time I see an animal show.
The first exhibit upon entering was the polar bear enclosure. It looked so pitiful; the bears were constantly panting. Yesterday, it felt like 37 degrees Celsius in Hainan, and I was almost fainting from the heat. Elena seemed incredibly hot, constantly pacing back and forth behind the bars—a stereotypical behavior. At such a low latitude, there shouldn't be a polar bear exhibit. There were many other exhibits. I even fed the otters. Some animals, like the raccoons, had very little space, but I know that's how most aquariums are.
I usually go to aquariums, but this time I spent a long time in the beluga whale exhibit. The two beluga whales kept swimming in circles, and I watched them for a long time. The trainers seemed to have a good relationship with the whales, and the staff were all very nice. But after I got home, I watched a documentary about whale trainer Shao Ran and learned the story behind how these animals are transported to aquariums. I cried for a long time.
There are many aquariums in China, and many parents bring their children, including me. But I was thinking about how the aquariums could make money. Yesterday, I even bought some beluga whale souvenirs, thinking the animals would get food too. But I think I was wrong.
Because I don't know if, when a beluga whale circles and floats in its tiny tank in front of me, performing its show, it's truly smiling, nodding at me, and genuinely happy. In the quiet of the night, do you feel lonely? In that small pool, do you also yearn for the sea, for those places you can never return to… If we can only see them in documentaries in the future, I hope beluga whales can be free, in the vast ocean. Ocean Flower Island is very close to the sea, but they can never go back… I have no power alone, but I hope that fewer and fewer animals will be hunted and kept in zoos, and that more and more people will pay attention to the living conditions of animals in zoos.