The bird called

The little bird called, and the bird called it cheerfully.
In the lush woods, the birds are playing hide and seek with other small animals, some are chatting with the grandfather of the tree, and the little ones are feeding them... everyone is at sunrise, sunset, happy Days...
"叮铃铃——" The alarm clock rang, I opened my eyes, opened the curtains, and the outside world came into view...
The little bird called, and the bird screamed sadly.
Their homes have disappeared, replaced by dry stumps and some withered dead wood. Where are their companions and where are their homes? Lonely birds have to be forced to fly into the forest where their ancestors lived. However, the cruel humans walked into the forest with a saw, they kept cutting down the trees, and the trees in the forest were gradually reduced. Eventually, the birds screamed and fell to the ground with the trees.... ..
Friends, have you heard the sound of the bird? In their cry, we feel their anger, sadness, helplessness and fear. Nowadays, our country has promulgated relevant legal treaties on “protecting nature”, let us protect nature, save the earth, and the birds are a happy and happy home!
Time is like running water, and in a blink of an eye, ten years have passed. After graduating from college, I returned to Shanghai at the age of 22 and returned to the community where I used to live. The sight in front of me greatly exceeded my expectations: there are trees and green trees on both sides of the road, and there are birds on each tree playing and playing. In the community, the children after 2010, some are feeding birds, some are helping the birds to make nests, and some are playing with the birds... A harmonious scene is like me. In front of it, it constructs the harmonious beauty between man and nature.
The little birds called, they cried cheerfully, they were really carefree, happy and happy!

The bird called

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