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Flying is the true soul of birds

[ Guide ]: I really shouldn’t have brought my children to see them. I have some regrets. I regret that these birds that were originally noble and free in the sky will leave a’ cage impression’ on the children. This mother’s words have added to my worries about the fate of birds.. Yes, it is important for children to remember the bird’s appearance, but more importantly, it is their original appearance to spread their wings and fly in the sky..    ‘ in the boundless sea, the wind gathers dark clouds. Between the clouds and the sea, petrels fly haughtily like black lightning. Gorky’s participation in Haiyan Bill, which he read in high school, is still familiar to me, showing me Haiyan’s freedom and flying nature.. However, most of the time it is difficult to see the bird that should have flown.     Because I am far away from the sea, I rarely have a chance to appreciate the attitude of Haiyan hovering over the sea, but the bird that impressed me most deeply and excited me is a wild goose.. Speaking of wild geese, I think of the large wetland along the Grand Canal in my hometown. It can always be seen when it stops and rests in the reed marshes that move with the wind every spring or autumn.. In my childhood impression, they were a magical bird, a bird full of flying power, they were so orderly, their team was so united, and my heart was filled with wonder when they flew past in the sky.. Goose is one of my favorite reasons to look up at the sky.     I remember one morning many years ago, when I was disturbed by a penetrating sound, I knew it was geese who were chasing the footsteps of spring and began to return to the north.. Looking up, geese flying in a neat procession, like trained soldiers, beat the sound of the airflow with their wings, very clear and full of strength, as if they were about to be photographed on top of their heads.. For a long time afterwards, the feeling of flying away from my heart often haunts me, even sometimes in my dreams I like to have wings, one arm can fly with a single effort and hover in the air like a glider … Ah, now, I also like migratory birds from the canal wetland to the mountainous area of Lushan Mountain.. It may be a geographical factor, with the dry and towering mountains as a barrier, and few migratory birds can be used as rich and beautiful Ting Chau for food or rest during the long flight, so it is rare for geese to fly across the sky, and the sky in my heart is seldom touched by flying..     On the weekend, I simply went to the zoo to look for the memory of birds. Among the poor tourists, I saw a young mother with a young daughter watching animals. I think it must be the mother who let her children feel and know all kinds of animal spirits created by nature, tigers, lions and cheetahs … Ah, the children are in high spirits. When I came to a cage made of huge barbed wire, I was a little stunned. What place is this?? It’s just a big chicken cage. The difference is that it’s not chicken but all kinds of precious birds, messy feathers, dull eyes and lazy steps. What’s the difference with chicken. Occasionally, I also have a circle or two in the’ chicken coop’ of Nuoda, so as to recall the feeling of flying. Suddenly I saw a wild goose. Is this the noble goose I looked up to in the past? After a long time no longer accepting the experience of air flow in the sky, its feathers have long lost their luster, and its head is low, pacing back and forth on the ground full of excrement, like thinking and sighing, but it has not raised its head to look at the sky and the blue sky that once gave it hope and hope.. A sour taste came to my mind, this bad environment, this abominable cage, these poor creatures who can’t escape.!     The little girl followed her mother and looked at the birds strangely, silent. Perhaps she also wondered where the birds came from and why they were locked up here. Faced with the child’s doubts, the mother did not know how to tell the child that the bird would fly in the sky, although the child did not know the bird’s real home. Perhaps in the child’s eyes, the bird was doomed to escape from such a cage..     ‘ I really shouldn’t have brought the children to see them. I have some regrets. I regret that these birds that were originally noble and free in the sky will leave a’ cage impression’ on the children. The mother’s words added to my worries about the fate of birds.. Yes, it is important for children to remember the bird’s appearance, but more importantly, it is their original appearance to spread their wings and fly in the sky..     Flying is the true soul of birds.     If I had the chance, I would certainly take my children to the big wetlands in my hometown to have a look. Perhaps only there can he truly feel the nature of nature and truly appreciate the wild geese, swans, wild ducks and grey cranes in the marsh in Yuan Ye. After all, that is the world that truly belongs to them..[ Responsibility Editor: Men’s Tree ]