I am always worried about the decline of birds, and I am even more afraid of the dust.
before the sixties, birds were still fresh in my mind.
orioles sing green willows and cuckoos announce the Spring Festival.
The spirit bird called for a hoe, and the cuckoo hurried to get up.
Magpies often give good news, and thrushes send good news.
myna learns human language, while leisure scholars pluck quails.
crows eat pests and swallows catch floaters.
sparrows live on the eaves, and night cats patrol at night.
The ancient people's protection and love for birds were manifested in their actions as well as in their poems, and many poems illustrate this point. Bai Juyi, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote many poems about birds. He wrote affectionately in a poem: "whoever lives in groups is as thin as flesh and blood." I advise you not to shoot the boughs, and the son will look forward to his mother's return in the nest. " Zheng Banqiao, a famous painter and calligrapher in Qing Dynasty, had another opinion on loving birds. In a letter to his brother, he opposed people keeping birds in cages, and advocated a variety of trees, "to make hundreds of plants around the house, to help the birds to be dense, and to build a broad and happy home for birds, so that people can feel greater happiness from the happiness of birds." His idea is also feasible today.