A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
author：Rebound 78
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was so wonderful that it met her little boy.
Carefully, the egg was placed in the boy's coat pocket, returned home, set up a hatchery nest and kept warm with a lamp, waiting for its birth. Day by day, it's still an egg.
A crack opened on the white eggshell, she struggled to break through the barrier of the shell, her flat mouth stretched out the eggshell, she breathed the first breath of air from the outside world and saw the world she was in. Where is her boy?
She goes out on her own, and the boy's bedroom is a huge labyrinth for her. The staggered furniture, strange toys, and clothes everywhere make her new.
The boy who returns home finds the broken eggshell, he looks around but does not notice the duckling in the sweater under his feet. She came to the kitchen, and her natural hydrophilic instinct made her jump into the sink for a dip, and the white foam blossomed into two small white flowers on her tender yellow fluff.
Coming to the garden from the cat hole of the gate, she saw the boundless deep forest in the distance, and the vastness of the world overwhelmed her. A shadow fell, a large bird landed beside her, it was an American white pelican, she hid in the chicken nest in a panic, the atmosphere here made her feel at ease, she decided to spend the night here.
A sneaky figure entered the chicken nest, the opossum, the only marsupial mammal in North America. The opossum targets eggs, he does not dare to attack the hens, but today he has better prey. She woke up and saw a huge hill running towards her, and she turned and fled, squeezing out of the gap in the chicken nest.
The warm fire in the living room attracted her and she slipped back into the room through the cat hole. In the light of the fireplace, the family cat is napping, and suddenly it sees this little duck with yellow fluff, and he doesn't mind adding a late-night snack for himself.
She was about to die when the lights in the living room came on and her little boy saved her once again. She gently pecked the boy's hand, remembering his taste. #纪录片大赏 #
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
A duck egg that broke its shell late, discarded in the trash, seems to have been doomed to become part of the city's garbage. But fate was such that it met her little man
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