The story of a bird, the story of a bird

The red-headed sparrow, also known as the red-headed sparrow. Except for the bird's head, which has a cluster of reddish-colored feathers, the whole body is striped-like in color. So the red-headed sparrow has its little name "sparrow." ”

People say, "The sparrow is small, and it has all the organs." "It not only illustrates the smallness of the sparrow, but also the spirit of the sparrow. The sparrow is affectionately called "red-headed sparrow" because of the cluster of red feathers on the head of the red-headed sparrow.

The story of a bird is the story of the red-headed sparrow.

In the early morning, the call of early birds resounded throughout the early morning forest. A red-headed sparrow stood on the branch of an early morning branch, looking vigilantly left and right into the early morning woods. Hold on to the two little feet of the branches and branches, and hold on tightly.

The branches of the clinging branches kept shaking in the woods.

An early morning breeze blew, and the rustling of the branches and leaves in the woods shook the forest. The woods were quiet in the early morning, and the branches were still shaking in the woods. A bird flies in the sky with its wings, and one by one in the sky, but you can't see the petite figure of a bird.

A tale of wind and birds.

Wind asks the bird: Why did you choose a bird name for your ID? 」

Bird smiled and replied: Follow me to Guandu and tell you, do you want to follow? This counts as seduction. 」

Feng also smiled and replied: Is this an invitation to meet? What a stupid approach. 」

The bird said, "Stupid, but it works!" 」

Feng smiled and said: Go and go, who is afraid of who? You have a wife, and I have a husband! 」

See who seduces whom. The wind grinned narrowly. The birds also laughed, somewhat unnaturally.

Of course, the wind is invisible. No one can see anyone's smile on the Internet. Only one by the electron beam.

He told me. The bird is a boy, and the wind is a girl's ID, at least the bird thinks he's a girl. Follow.

When I told the story, the wind and the bird had already met, so he could say it for sure.

The wind never knows what the bird looks like, and the bird doesn't know how the wind looks. It's just that the two of them are online.

I've been reading each other for a long time, as if I've known each other for a long time, as if I've known each other for a long time and have nothing to talk about. It's just that the two have never met.

The bird was thinking about the past in the back seat of the highway bureau passenger on the way to Guandu. The spring sun in early April was dazzling, flying out of the window.

Strafing in, the moving light and shadow give the illusion that time is passing quickly. The scenery is fleeting, and the island is safe.

The scary rhododendrons that were lively on the previous tree bloomed unbridledly, dressing the earth in spring clothes. The car passed Shilin, he thought.

When I was young, my impression of Shilin was a lotus field, but now it has disappeared like a dream. The sea will become mulberry.

Field. The bird thinks of the things that are currently believed or believed to be unchanged for thousands of years, whether they will also change over time and collapse.

Lose? Thinking of this, there is a vicissitudes in my heart.

The bird remembered how he had become acquainted with the wind.

Du Juan: Also known as Du Yu, Zigui, Si Guile. According to legend, it was transformed by the soul of Du Yu, the king of ancient Shu. In late spring and early summer, it often cries day and night, and its voice is mournful.

One day during the summer vacation, Xiao Ming and Xiao Gang went out to play.

Suddenly, a small bird fell from the tree.

Xiao Ming held the injured bird, and when he looked up, it turned out that the nest on the tree was broken.

The tree is too tall to reach, so how can I help the bird fix the nest?

The clever Xiao Ming and Xiao Gang came up with a good solution, Xiao Ming let Xiao Gang sit on his shoulder, put the bird back into the nest, and used a branch to repair the nest again before leaving.

The bird's father came back and was very happy to see the bird safe and sound, and they chased after Xiao Ming and Xiao Gang and chirped, as if to say, "Thank you! ”

Philosophical sketches.

Brazil) Paolo Coelho Chen Rongsheng compiled.

The young man will soon finish his training and will soon become a teacher. Like all good students, he had to challenge his teachers in order to expand his way of thinking. He caught a bird. He grabbed the bird in one hand and went to see his teacher.

Teacher, is this bird dead or alive? ”

His plan was that if the teacher said "dead", he would let go of his hand and let the bird fly away. If the answer is "alive", he pinched the bird to death with his fingers. In this case, whatever the answer given by the teacher is, it is wrong.

Teacher, is this bird dead or alive? He asked again.

Dear students, it depends on you whether it lives or dies. The teacher replied.

Three-legged bird. In ancient times, people did not understand the natural phenomenon of sunrise and sunset, and believed that the sun was carried by a big bird in the sky. The Spirit says:

There are birds in the day", according to the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" records: there is a divine bird in the sun, three-legged, can travel 80,000 miles a day, 80,000 miles at night, it is the messenger of the Queen Mother of the West, in order to find food for the Queen Mother of the West, it carries the sun on its back, which is convenient for flying at night, and over time, it becomes one with the sun, and later, people also call the sun a three-legged bird.

Three-legged bird: auspicious, brave and trustworthy.

It is said that there was a boat boy who had a golden silk bird, and he was the most powerful bird in the boat, and then the boat owner seemed to think of a way to trick the bird, and it seemed that in the end it didn't work, and then the fish died, and the boat boy threw the boat boy's bird into the river, and the boat boy found the bird cage on the beach, and there were only dead birds and feathers in it, and then he left bitter tears, and it was very touching to see at the time.