Children don't play "the eagle catches the chicken" anymore.
When I was a child, I lived under a row of tall eucalyptus trees. Xiao Mu's house has grass in front and weeds in the back. The blue sky is exceptionally open. Someone was running in the grass and shouted:
"eagle! The eagle is coming! "
Small hands covered the sun and looked at the eagle for a long time. Spread your wings and condense the word "one" in the blue sky. For a long time, I leaned over and let the airflow hold it.
In our hearts, the eagle is the music in the air.
The most unforgettable thing is that the eagle learned to fly with its baby eagle. Father and mother eagle, there is a baby eagle in the middle. Fly against the wind, fly against the wind, close your wings and fall straight, and then encourage your wings to rise straight.
Father and mother shoulder to shoulder, followed by a son. Needle-shaped rise, needle-shaped fall, needle-shaped tilt blue sky.
No matter how desperate and sad you are, as long as you see an eagle flying across the sky, your heart will not die.
When nature arranges the timing and life and death, it keeps the majesty of the eagle forever. Eagle is one of the few species that can predict life and death.
Knowing that death was coming, the eagle quietly left its nest and flew to distant mountains. There, I hit the high blue sky again and again until I tried my best. It put away its huge wings and plunged into the deep pool where the waterfall rushed down like an arrow.
The pool is too deep for feathers to float.
Every time I see the snow waterfall, I hear the eagle singing from Jiuquan to the blue sky!
The eagle's survival is difficult. It takes two years for a pair of eagles to lay an egg. Two eggs can only hatch an eagle on average, and only when there is enough food can it grow up by luck.
So far, I have only touched an eagle.
When I touched it, it was dead.
That was when I lived in a log cabin. My friends and I saw four or five PLA soldiers, with guns, quietly coming under the eucalyptus trees and hiding to see the sky. Let's follow and ask:
"Uncle, do you masturbate?"
"Keep your voice down! We are shooting birds. "
"Which one of you plays best?"
The soldier pointed to a dark-skinned young man:
"He! His family has been hunting for generations. "
We immediately fell in love with this serious soldier.
But they didn't shoot sparrows. They waited here for four or five days. I suddenly understood and asked the little hunter soldier, "Do you want to shoot an eagle?"
He suddenly covered my mouth and whispered:
"Don't talk, it will hear! It won't come out if it knows someone is beating it. It is the greatest bird! "
I suddenly froze. When they were sure, my friends and I shouted destructively to the sky:
"The eagle! Don't come! "
But the gun finally rang! A harmonious and crisp combination of semi-automatic rifles. I ran out of the cabin and saw the eagle slowly falling to the ground in a wavy diagonal line.
"Ah eagle! Eagle! "
I ran across the wide weeds.
Eagle! The eagle landed quietly on the grass.
The hunter's little soldier came from a distance and looked extremely miserable. He also runs silently, like an agile deer. But his mouth was open and his eyes were confused.
I climbed the eagle from the grass. It is so young, like a sixteen-year-old boy. Spread one wing and fly all the time. One of its eyes looks at the blue sky, round. This is a lavender agate, which is covered with tiny honeycomb facets, and the sunlight reflects countless bright spots in it, which is the clearest and brightest.
The old man in the reception office came screaming, waving a big cattail leaf fan. He is an old hunter. He said to the soldiers:
"You! Dare to shoot an eagle? From now on, your guns will never hit the target again! Whoever kills the eagle is blind! "
The little hunter bent down one leg, knelt beside the eagle and stroked its feathers. He was depressed and sad.
"I am our monitor. He is the best person in the world! Let me go blind! Let me never hunt again! "
Other soldiers silently bowed their heads and stood at a distance. From then on, I understood that a person's brain injury will leave a severe headache, and the eagle's brain is the best medicine!
The soldiers took the eagle away.
I suddenly chased him and said, "Uncle, let me touch it! Let me touch it! "
My hand touched the smooth and cold feathers. As soon as my heart rang, the glittering and translucent small bottle was broken.
Since then, all the eagles in my heart have been hit. They have fallen into the waterfall where the snow waves fly, and they will never return.
No eagle sky, no solemnity, no music.
Only when the long wind is whistling and the blue sky is clear can you hear the sound of flapping your wings. That huge, transparent eagle spreads its wings, feathers, bones, claws and mouth, and its sharp eyes!
I have never seen an eagle again.