I am a bird

I am a cute bird. The happiest thing about our birds in the past and present is to fly freely in the sky. This is our right to supply. But I was locked in this little cage. Once I was playing on a small tree, unfortunately fell into the net. I struggled but it didn't work at all. I was taken away, and my father and mother watched my back and looked helpless. In this way, I became a pet. I can only look at the sky outside the window and imagine how I can dance in the sky, but the fantasy is beautiful, the reality is cruel. I can't fly in this little cage. I am often teased by children, and my beautiful feathers are running low. Once a child modeled me, I wanted to pull out my feathers. I smacked him with a vigilance. I didn't expect that I had no meal. Looking at the child who was eating with relish, I was hungry and hungry, and stared at him intently. I didn't expect him to give me a punch, scared me to panic. I am in pain in the cage, but nobody cares about me. I smelled the unpleasant smells in the cage, the exhaust of the car, the smell of cigarettes, the smoke of the factory... I was going to faint. Looking at the most polluted flowers and trees that were cut down outside the window, I couldn't help but cry and spread my feet. Recalling the beautiful home before... Human, I hate you. We also have a flying sky and a beautiful home. Be aware that animals also have feelings. Let me be a happy bird!

Sixth grade: Daydream 123