On a sunny day, a lovely little lion was born in the country of the lion king. This is the later me-the lion king-Simba.

My father loves his son very much. Dad often teaches children what to do and what not to do. Once, because he was young and ignorant, he was lured to the territory of hyenas by Uncle Scar, which almost became a good meal for hyenas. Thanks to my father's timely arrival, I survived. From this, you must know that my uncle scar is definitely not a good thing! That's right! My uncle, jealous of his father's throne, decided to kill me and my father, Scar's own brother, by any means.

Of course, it didn't kill me successfully, and it won't stop there.

If one plan fails, another will be born. This time, it has full confidence to kill his brother Mufasa and his nephew Simba together. It colluded with hyenas and took me to a place where bison swarmed and made Simba roar with a lizard. Naive, unaware of the plot, cheated again.

The bison heard my deafening roar and thought the lion was nearby. A dark crowd rushed down the mountain like a flash flood, making a loud noise and shaking the stones on the ground.

I found something bad and rushed forward. Because the bison was too fast, I couldn't escape, so I had to climb a small tree and wait for help.