Bird song

Early in the morning, we suddenly woke up from a deep sleep and sweet dream. Open your eyes and have a look, the window is bright; Look at the time, 06:06, this should be a good time to hurry; Listen carefully, there is no rain, it seems not. Only a clever bird was singing beautiful songs hurriedly outside the window. What is its name? Although the sky was already bright in the morning, it was still so quiet around. The whole earth seemed to be still intoxicated in the sleep in the evening. Only this bird was shouting anxiously outside our window. Its voice is very clear, melodious, serious and excited. Bird: What are you arguing about? Are you arguing with us? I listened sincerely again: it seemed that it really came for us. Get up, get up, the car is going to drive and still sleep. At this time, my husband quickly squatted up, put on his clothes, packed up, ate breakfast, and prepared to leave. Therefore, the bird flew to the remote mountain and sang its fresh songs over there. At this time, the earth seemed to wake up gradually from sleep. There were more footsteps of pedestrians outside, and there were more companions of birds in the distance, accompanying them. However, what is this bird shouting over there? I listened carefully, and it seemed to convey to us: Wait a moment, wait a moment, get up, get up, get out immediately, get out immediately, don’t worry, don’t worry, don’t worry, way careful. At this time, my husband lifted the luggage bag and set out happily. At that time, several birds sang their songs happily on the tree over there; Dancing their dance, they seemed to be happy for us to do a successful thing; it also seems to be the way to send my husband home alone with beautiful singing. As their singing became a piece, the lingering sound curled up. Inadvertently, I mentioned a poem of Meng Haoran, a poet of Tang Dynasty, spontaneously in my mind: I didn’t know when I slept in spring, and heard birds everywhere. This is the vivid sentences brought to the poet by the song of birds. With the songs of birds, the sun gradually rose from the east, and the sleeping people basically got up. I also began to prepare for work, there are also many more children going to school and pedestrians going to work, shopping and working on the road. In fact, their songs not only wake up the people who are on our way, but also wake up the sleeping dreams of all the workers, and also wake up the voices of all the schoolmates, at the same time, it also woke up the whole land, destroyed the cold winter, awakened the warm spring, and brought people the hope of spring ploughing and the warmth of spring. Not? Look at the mountains over there. There are also colorful flowers coming out. There are many butterflies in the air and flowers shooting for them everywhere. There are more people on that mountain. They often cultivate the seeds of the season according to the songs of birds. Sometimes, they hum some songs to the birds in their throats to mention their spirit of Labor, they were obviously full of vitality, hope and fatigue. Bird: how lovely you are. Thank you for waking up the good opportunity for us to hurry with your singing voice; Thank you for calling us the warmth, hope and cultivation of spring with your singing voice; your singing shows the magnificence of the rivers and mountains of your motherland, adds the elegant demeanour of the Earth, and puts the earth in vibrant green clothes; Your singing shows the wishes and cultivation of the working people, you have worked hard. If destined, I seem to make friends with you and become a partner who knows you and knows you. I will accompany you to fly across the blue sky and sing beautiful songs, bringing people happiness and hope. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…