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Trees and birds
Once upon a time, in a big forest, there was a big tree and a bird. They are good friends. Birds sing to trees every day, and trees listen to birds sing every day.
One year, when winter came, birds were going to the south for the winter. On the day of parting, the tree said sadly to the bird, "Bird, you must come and sing for me next spring." The bird comforted the tree and said, "tree, don't be sad." I will definitely come back. " In this way, a pair of their good friends reluctantly broke up.
Because the bird flew away, the tree was lonely. It lives alone day after day. ...
Finally, the next spring came, and the tree put on new clothes, eagerly looking forward to the return of the bird. It's waiting, hoping that spring will pass, but the bird hasn't come yet.
One day, when the tree was sad, someone suddenly shouted, "tree, tree, I am a bird, I am a bird." The tree looked down at the sound, and it turned out to be a bird cage hanging on itself. In the cage was his friend bird.
The tree said happily and sadly, "Little bird, why did you put it in a birdcage?"
Bird: "Don't mention it. Now humans are killing us. I am lucky not to be eaten by them. "
"Yes, human beings have also caused great harm to us." The tree said, "Look at my friends around me. There is not much left now. They cut down trees to make furniture and build houses. I am really worried about human beings. "
"Well, people say that human beings are our friends, but now they are our real enemies." The bird said with a sigh.
"Wait and see, if human beings continue to be so stubborn, there will be retribution sooner or later." The tree saw the crowd busy cutting down trees and carrying them.
Just then, a sudden gust of wind cut off the tree and the birdcage fell heavily to the ground. The bird door opened and the bird flew out. The dying tree said to the bird, "Bird, fly away quickly, quickly, there will be a sandstorm here ..."
As soon as the birds fly, the overwhelming wind and sand swept over and turned into a desert in a blink of an eye. The bird is very sad. It flies to the place where the tree grows and throws it hard. He was tired, so he took a rest and continued to throw, but what about his friend's shadow? It was dark, and the birds had to give the songs they had sung to the place where the trees grew in disappointment. After singing, they flew away with a sad look.