Two bird eggs
I took two bird eggs from the tree branch,
The small bird eggs were cool,
It's so fun to hold in your hand.
My mother saw it and said:
Two eggs are two little birds.
The mother bird must be anxious and uneasy now!
I held the egg carefully,
hurriedly walked to the tree, and
gently returned the egg.
I seemed to hear the singing of birds,
raised my head,
cast my eyes to the high blue sky.