Injured bird

On the early morning of Saturday, I was seriously writing my work and thinking about the problem. Suddenly, a small sparrow fell on my window sill, the feathers were messy, and there was a small amount of blood. Its eyes showed a painful expression, and the small mouth could not scream. Its sad voice was like a needle stuck in my heart, and I suddenly felt my tears flow out.

I hurriedly held the little sparrow in the hand with care. It shivered in my hands, and a pair of round eyes looked at me sadly, as if the tears of the little sparrows were squeezed out like soybeans. The eyes are full of horror. I feel the heart of the little sparrow is heart-warming because of timidity. But now I am the only one at home. I said softly, don't be afraid, I will help you. After that, I quickly put the little sparrow in a cotton-covered box. The little sparrow may see that I am helping it. Not shaking, quietly looking at me with a pair of dark, dark eyes. This time I became a veterinarian. Then I checked it for the condition. Yeah! The heart jumps very slowly and it seems that life will end at any time. Its wings are constantly flowing with blood. I quickly took Yunnan Baiyao on the wings of the little sparrow. It hurts and hides behind. I gently soothed it. Say: "Don't be afraid." Then, I have some millet and water. I don't know what the little sparrow is doing. It seems that I have not eaten for a few days. I gorged myself and ate it with relish. After eating, I drank two beautiful waters. Then look at me with his dark eyes. It seems to be saying, thank you. These days, it is good at home. I have another little friend. so happy!

After a week. The bird’s injury is good. Watching it fly around at home. I thought to myself: Little sparrow also has a mother! It should be put back to nature! I made up my mind to let it go. I picked him up. Then open the window. Let it fly away, the little sparrow also understands. We have to be separated. The eyes are full of tears. In the end, I was still reluctant to separate. But it often flies to my window sill. I am playing with it.

Fifth grade: He Xiaorong