"Little swallow, wear a floral coat."
Come here every spring,
I asked swallow why you came, and the swallow said,
Spring here is the most beautiful..."
Are you singing and reading these few words,
Don't admit it, presumably this song that accompanied us as a child has become instinctive.
Under the eaves in front of the door, a pair of golden-waisted swallows came, and this year is the fourth year.
Nesting, baby-feeding, feeding, it's very busy. I would like to record their happy lives and hope they don't mind.
The Golden-loined Swallow is a birdtail of the family Oysteridae , which is found in Siberia , Mongolia , Korea , Japan , The Indochina Peninsula , India , Nepal and China.
The golden-waisted swallow has a black upper body with a glow blue luster, a maroon face, brown cheeks, brownish white underparts, and most of them have fine longitudinal stripes in black.
The tail is very long, deeply concave, the song is slightly louder than that of the swallow, the wings are slower when flying, good at flying, flying quickly and agilely, mainly feeding on insects.
It turned out that when we were young, the so-called winter in the textbooks was to fly to the Indochina Peninsula and even Indonesia.
Did you know that every year when you come back, the exquisite swallows are all with the atmosphere of an exotic country?
That small and agile figure, that bright blue fine feather, experienced far more than the gentle rain in the north of the mountain, it once skimmed the cold and stretching mountains in the south, and also blew the hunting sea breeze of Malacca.
"A few early warblers compete to warm the trees, who is pecking at the new spring mud?"
Every year in April and May, the swallow couple arrives on time.
Sometimes he stopped on thin wires, whispered, and chanted himself into the notes of spring;
From time to time, he flew low around the front of the house to spread his wings and build a nest.
In the spring, by the pond and in the rice field, the pond water is full, the soil is wet, and it is a good time to build a nest.
Busy, moving building materials one by one.
Last year's nest was dry due to dry weather, and in winter the sparrows burrowed in and invaded, and they have dried up and crashed.
Work together and work without getting tired. The new nest has taken shape.
Compared to the pocket-sized bodies of the swallows, these nests are luxurious.
One side is against the wall, about twenty centimeters wide, and the upper part is completely attached to the ceiling, extending thirty or forty centimeters to the gradually narrowing mouth.
From the outside, these adobe houses are not exquisite, and the dense mud spots are almost equal in size.
The nest has gradually taken shape, and the busy life requires a sense of ceremony, a pause, and a fluff of feathers.
After the nest is built, soft grass and feathers are found, and the nest is laid to breed chicks.
The swallows reproduce quickly: in a little over two weeks, you can hear the chirping of the little swallows in the nest.
In a week or two, the little heads that were still fluffy would appear at the exit from time to time. That's when the birds are busiest.
The Swallow couple shuttled busily, from sunrise to dusk, constantly catching:
In the new green fields of the seedlings, in the thatched ponds, especially before the rainstorm, the swallows almost skimmed over the ground in order to catch the insects that flew low with wet wings.
The little swallows grow rapidly, and from time to time they protrude from the nest and explore the novel world, eager to fly, but they are still short of courage.
In those days, the swallow couple kept flying around the nest, shouting encouragement, and the bold little swallow finally flew for the first time. The other swallows followed, clumsily flapping their wings and flying onto the wires outside the house.
The outside world is wonderful, and the little ones are trembling and standing on the line, squeezing each other and grabbing food.
After leaving the nest, the swallows do not have the ability to prey and need to be fed for more than a week.
The small mouth waiting to be fed, the busy swallow couple, take turns feeding.
The little swallows that have been out of the nest for more than a week are gradually plumping their wings and flying farther and farther, and they follow the early departure and late return of their relatives every day to learn the skills of flying and predation.
Finally, one day, the parent birds began to drive the little swallows away and no longer let them into the nest.
Sometimes it feels like animals know the laws of nature better than people. Survival of the fittest, the little swallows only learn the ability to survive independently, in order to cope with the next arduous journey.
The swallow couple foraged leisurely and flew freely. The kids are older and it's time to enjoy their lives.
At the same time, it is also necessary to supplement the physical strength consumed because feeding the little swallows is too large.
In the heavenly wish to be a winged bird, soaring in the blue sky together every day, staying in a mansion together, listening to the wind and watching the rain.
A few days before the National Day, the little swallows set off, and the journey to the south was full of hardships and risks. I look forward to their safe and smooth arrival.
When the spring flowers are romantic next year, I will wait for you here, waiting for you to come across thousands of mountains and rivers.
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