My beloved parrot

When I went to bed together in the morning, there was a crisp bird call from my ear. It was so sweet, so comfortable, so that you could listen and involuntarily indulge in it. The singing bird is the parrot on my balcony - my beloved. I call it a month and a half, because the words made up of the moon and the half are fat. The little parrot is fat.

Some people say that this kind of parrot is not human, and only knows how to call it all day long. But I don't agree with this statement. Because, I give a bath for the month and a half. After washing, he jumps into the basin without water, and he combs himself with feathers. The water will never reach your clothes.

Although my parrot is not beautiful, it is also a leader in parrots. Look! Its feathers are green from beginning to end, furry, like a pom-pom, and wearing a green T-shirt. The eyes are orange, and the black eyes in the middle are extraordinarily bright, like people put it in. The small mouth is white and snowy, like a cream. Its mouth is still a weapon. If you dare to provoke it, it is a bit of your hand, which makes you feel uncomfortable.

The parrot is so cute and interesting, do you like it? Do you have a parrot at home? If anything, I will go to your house the next day, see if your parrot is cute, or my moon is half cute!

Wuxi Xiuzhou District, Jiaxing, Zhejiang, China, fifth grade: Fang Yu