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Yesterday on the way to get up in the morning exercise, I saw a very interesting thing, there is really a feeling of not spitting unhappy, I still say it and share it with you!
April in the small town is a season full of birds and flowers. Over the years, the construction of our urban area has developed greatly, and the fresh and beautiful environment has attracted many beautiful birds. So much so that every day as soon as I opened my eyes, I heard them chirping outside the window and showing a loud singing voice. You only hear them sing, have you ever seen them quarrel?
Just out of the neighborhood that morning, I heard a strange sound, two magpies, one on the tree, one on the cement pier, the one on the tree looked wooden, and from time to time the other on the cement pier, the emotion was so excited, jumped up for a while, jumped on the cement pier for a while, and chattered in his mouth. Looking up at the reaction of the wooden man in the tree, it was even more angry, annoyed that it fell and rolled. The voice was a little hysterical. I had never seen this before, I had only envied their freedom, and I didn't know that birds also had their troubles. It seems like we humans. There are joys and sorrows! After watching it for so long, I remembered that I should use my mobile phone to capture this magical scene of them. The moment I took out my phone, the magpies on the cement pier flew away shyly.
I, standing where I was for a long time, really shouldn't bother them. Sometimes I wonder, what is so annoying about the angry magpie?
Author: Ye Zhiqiu, real name Qiao Li, member of Heze Writers Association, member of Heze Poetry Association, member of Peony District Poetry Association. After graduating from high school, he worked as a textile worker. I usually like to read novels and poetry. He retired in 2014 and is now studying poetry at the University of the Elderly. Confucius said, "If you don't study poetry, you can't say anything." "In the process of learning ancient poetry, I not only appreciated, but also began to learn to create, so that poetry has been integrated into my own life.
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