However, over the years, these elves seem to be gradually alienating human beings, and some even disappear altogether. Even those birds flying in the sky of cities and villages are changing their happy nature, and their songs are not as frequent, pleasant and loud as in the past.
The town near Poyang Lake where I live is not big. Counting the area that is being expanded and the wall is still under construction, it has more than 20 square kilometers. It should be said that it is a small town surrounded by green wetlands. This is an area where birds can fly in inadvertently. It is not difficult to see the shadow of birds and listen to their voices. But disappointingly, all kinds of birds flying over the town looked down at the busy and noisy scene, flapped their wings and flew away without thinking. Even a few birds that stop and sing occasionally are quickly drowned by the noise and then fly away silently. It's rare to hear the crisp and melodious singing of birds.
One morning, the tranquility of the town has not been torn by the sound of cars. I heard some birds chirping happily in the tree in front of the building. It is a very familiar and gentle cry, just like what I heard in the countryside in the past, which makes people feel very kind. I got up quickly, got dressed and rushed to look for the bird, but I didn't know where it was. At this time, the city was completely awake, and the rushing traffic and pedestrians had already driven away the tranquility accumulated overnight. Maybe the bird heard the noise and flew away uneasily. It has long been heard that birds are extremely strict about their living conditions. They just like living in the deep forest, watching the bright green and listening to the flowing spring water. If there is a quiet village, they are willing to live in harmony with humans and release the happy nature of birds. Once the living environment is destroyed, or a noisy and chaotic place is seen, it will fly far away in disgust, looking for a place with good ecology to settle down, just as the phoenix chooses a place with glorious morality to fall.
It is difficult to find birds in cities. When they are eager to listen to the sounds of nature to nourish their hearts, they will stay in the countryside. Because the quiet countryside used to be a paradise for birds, they are confident that they can see a lively scene of singing and dancing and birds jumping happily, and perhaps they can enjoy an "auditory feast" to dispel their distractions. I didn't expect to encounter this imaginary scene on the first day, and I didn't have it in the next few days. This is beyond my expectation. It turns out that there are fewer birds in the country and they are silent. However, as long as you look at it with your heart, although there are not so many sheep flying all over the sky and the sound is not as sudden as the rainstorm, it is better than a small town anyway. Occasionally, I can meet birds gathering and singing in a low voice. It's just a little darker than before. I still cherish the natural scenery I found. Walking on a country road, while listening to the songs of birds, I lifted the veil of memory and compared the scene before me with the past.
I remember that in spring and summer, the birds seemed to enter the peak of their lives, excited, happy and excited, jumping and contending among trees, and finally formed a vivid picture. If you dive into the forest, you will be able to enjoy the sweet song like a clear spring, but now there are not many birds singing, they will only make a small sound like autumn rain splashing leaves, and there will be no momentum. Not only that, if you look closely, you will find that there are not only fewer birds than in the past, but also many species have disappeared. As far as I can see, I can give several examples.
Sparrows used to be very common birds and the largest number. Short stature, covered with hemp hair, like to gather in groups, smart and active, cunning, and often harm others and themselves. People give it a bad name "rape bird". As long as there are grains such as millet, wheat and rice in any field, they will send messages quickly, hide under eaves, walls and branches, and stare at food round and round. As soon as people left, they rushed down in a hubbub and landed on the threshing floor, which was very annoying. What's more, after Tomb-Sweeping Day, when seeds were planted in the fields, sparrows gathered in the fields, waiting for him to leave, and dozens of sparrows greedily pecked at the seeds that had not yet taken root, causing great harm to people. As a result, the farmers at that time sent special personnel to guard the fields as soon as the seeds fell, until the seeds were exposed and the sparrows could not drop their beaks, so they were no longer on guard. Sparrows used to be everywhere, but now it's not easy to see them. Occasionally, I can see a few listless or falling on branches or squatting on the ground. They are no longer as cunning, cheerful and flexible as before. People sometimes say that this kind of sparrow will be extinct, become a rare animal and enter the ranks of animal protection.
Magpies are rare now. In the past, it was regarded as a bird that delivered good news and was loved by villagers. Black and white feathers, dignified behavior, loud cry, not harmful. As long as they are chattering in front of the door, people's hearts will have a kind of joy and expectation, full of a good mood for the day. This bird is out of sight now, and it is not easy to show up, let alone hear the clear good news of "Baba". One day, I saw a flower magpie flying by the door, but it was silent and timid. I hesitated to land on a tree, just thought for a moment and flew away. Leave regrets.
Turtledove can hardly see the chubby figure. In the past, they always called in groups of two in front of and behind the house, unhurried and graceful as pigeons. Speaking of turtledove, I feel guilty. When I was a child, there was a small green husk tree not far from home, on which a pigeon's nest was made. Several of our children knew that there were small turtledoves in it, and they also heard the tiny cry of "Haw". As soon as we climbed the tree, we caught three fleshy little turtledoves. They just grew a little fluff and looked very cute. We used the little turtledove as a plaything, and several people threw it around in the air. It didn't take long for us to play with the little turtledove. Now that I think about it, it was a cruel killing. For so many years, we have never seen the appearance of turtledove. Is it because it is barbaric to us? They have been suffering, avoiding it, or other reasons?
There is also a big bird that has disappeared-the eagle. I haven't seen you for years. Eagle is a fierce bird, dressed in mysterious clothes, big and flexible, flying proudly. The deep impression left by people is that they like to catch chickens. It is leisurely patrolling the sky. As soon as it sees its prey, it swoops down quickly and grabs the chicken with its sharp claws in lightning speed, causing chicken farmers to be on tenterhooks all the time to guard against the eagle's injury. Now the eagle is like a dark cloud on the horizon, disappearing without a trace.
The cuckoo still exists and still sings in the sky day and night. From village to village, from field to field, cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo- Therefore, its crow is far less loud and its spirit is not as exciting as it used to be. It seems to be on a routine "official business" and flew back to a distant mountainous area shortly after completing its task.
These birds in rural areas have either declined sharply or disappeared, which has calmed the rural areas with infinite vitality. Even those birds that are still staying look depressed, and their songs are not as pleasant as before. In the roar of machines, in the noise of people, in the pollution of air and in the degradation of the environment, they are screamed like bruises, like pouring out their unhappiness, like sighing. Perhaps this is the weak bird's confession of its living environment. What we shout verbally and write in words is the unity of man and nature, returning to nature and protecting biodiversity, but in fact it is the continuous degradation of ecology, the continuous reduction of species and the increasing alienation between man and nature.
I am looking forward to the restoration of the original ecology. I hope that a large number of birds will settle in small towns and villages. With the existence and rest of birds and singing like nature, Yingying's anger will linger around like a clear spring, and people will not be calm, lonely and monotonous. If a city and a country are full of birds, who can say that this is not the gospel of mankind, and who can say that this is not a paradise for our survival?