A millet of the sea, editor-in-chief Huang Youzhong
In the morning light, a small bird sings and flies in the sky, the sound is crisp and pleasant, and the dance is beautiful. With a light breeze it swooped down and landed on a tree. A red sun slowly rose from the horizon, and she remembered a past event from a few years ago...
"Who's yelling here? Ugly to die of. A crow grinned impatiently.
"It's me. Practice acoustic singing here. The bird replied with a straight face.
"Huh! Out of the gods. A little bit still learn what to practice singing, you pull it down, a breath carefully fell into the big ravine. "
"Crow mouth, ignore you." ″
The bird continued to practice her voice, only as if it were a man's world.
"Hi hi hi, you're still energetic, if you can really practice?" Then I will catch worms for you to eat every day. The crow said mockingly.
"One word is certain, but no account is allowed."
The bird spoke to the crow in a clear voice.
"Gotta get it. The crow came out at a word, and the four birds were difficult to chase. "
"Yes, horses are hard to chase. Uncultured crows mouths, still come to laugh at me. "
The bird no longer paid attention to the crow, and still earnestly practiced his voice. The spirit of all things in the forest, always in the crisp sound of birds, slowly wakes up, quietly listens to and enjoys this moving sound...
A mynah flew in from a distance and landed on a branch not far from the bird, quietly listening to the bird's voice. When the birds stopped sounding, the mynah kept shouting, "Good, good, good!" It's so good. "
"Really? I would love to learn to sing, can I? "
The little bird looked at the mynah with emotion.
"Yes, you must be able to do it, as long as you are serious and have perseverance, you will become the most beautiful singer in this forest."
"Wow! Thank you so much Mynah for your support and encouragement! I must have practiced carefully. "
Since then, the bird has been practicing his voice every day and often listening to the advice of his friends. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, year after year, the bird in the company of severe cold and heat, finally practiced a good voice, but also learned a lot of songs, every morning it sings in the forest for everyone to hear. Between the mountains and rivers, you can often hear the beautiful song of the birds swirling...
With the beautiful song of the birds, there is a lot of joy and fun between all things. As long as there is its song, the flowers will smile happily, the grass will jump with the wind, the breeze will also circle the trees under the blue sky, teasing the leaves, and singing the mountain spring water, the clanging, the wind chimes often applaud for its joy, and even the sun and the moon are often secretly drunk in its beautiful sounds. So, the guys gave her a very nice name (lark).
Since then,(Lark) has become a household name.
2021.10,17 Created
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Peng Lin
Canghai Yisu Real name Peng Lin, pen name Mu Lin, deputy editor of "Heart Fragrance Literature and Art", like music, like to talk with those thousand years of strange stone soul dialogue, prefer simple people. Take a leisurely stroll through the mountains and rivers to see the scenery, and use the lens to record those pure beauty. Occasionally, I also use simple words, write and write to see pictures to speak. Recently, I have fallen in love with micro-poetry, practicing condensed text through three-line poems, taking refined sentences as the standard, hoping that my own words will not waste the time of literary friends, so that friends can share their thoughts and ideas in a quick way. I like to doodle because I want to be free in the kingdom of words and be a happy person. His works have appeared in today's headlines, NetEase News, Sohu Information, Baidu and other online media.