Greylag

A little boy came to the park to listen to it. When the sound of the bird was very good, he went to the birch tree and saw three gray birds. I thought if I had a gray bird! I can sing to me every day.

I thought of running here home and got a net bag and bread, and a bird cage. I went back to the birch tree and looked at the three little birds. What kind of gray bird do I want? I still want this dark red ash! He put the net bag on the edge of the birch tree and flew in to eat bread. He let the gray bird eat it. He grabbed the gray bird and put it in the cage to close the door. The gray bird jumped inside and wanted to rush out of the cage. Family. He said: The little greyfinch sings to me, but the little greyfinch does not eat or drink and jumps and jumps for a day. The next day, the little boy looked at the poor little gray bird and put it away. Let it reunite with your family.

Yucai, a small third grader in Nanshan District, Shenzhen, Guangdong Province: Zhu Jiaqi