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Birds breaking into the classroom


It was a sunny morning. After the first class, I was sitting in the classroom chatting with a few classmates. Suddenly, there was a birding sound, and the voice was a little scared. I looked up and saw a lost bird coming into the classroom, slamming on the glass of the window, but couldn’t fly anymore. "Birds, birds..." I was surprised and liked. This is a very cute bird with bright feathers, small but charming big eyes, like two glittering black gems, set in a fluffy blanket, its pointed, pointed It looks very tender. Probably just learning to fly, I have to stop and take a breath. At this time, from the outside of the classroom into a few male students, as soon as I saw this cute bird, my eyes were straight, and my cat was waisted and stepped closer to it. "Don't catch it!" I yelled, and the bird was scared, flew up and circling over the classroom. I looked up and suddenly, something fell on my hair. I touched it with my hand and turned out to be a bird. I was so angry that several of my classmates sneered at the side: "Hey, I still want to be a 'bird guardian'. You see, are you injured now?" "Hey, look at me and grab it." I decided to shoot. "Punish" this little thing that doesn't know how to be good. The bird flew a few laps, a little tired, and stopped at the window to rest. I took a big step and walked over and reached out to grab. However, before I approached, the bird flew up and gasped. A classmate looked at my face and smiled and said: "Forget it, you can catch the bird with this kind of eyes. It doesn't blame if you run hard." I think, too, the bird must see me bitterly about it. The look of "big hatred" is scared. I went back to my seat and sat for a while. When the bird gets a break, the spirit is a little lax. I walked gently and stretched my hand, and it fell into my hands. The bird was still very scared at first, flapping his wings, rubbing my hand, making my hands tickle, straight and laughing. When the class bell rang, I went outside the classroom and threw the bird into the sky. I looked at the back of it and said in my heart: "Fly, bird, your happiness is in the vast sky." Post: 325204 Zhejiang Ruian Tang Danzhen, the third country, the sixth class, Zhu Dandan

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