Thoughts on red-billed gull

Thoughts on red-billed gull

It is a legendary bird on the island; It, with white feathers and bright red mouth, is a migratory bird that flies all the year round, and its name is jujube. It fell in the red-billed gull army, was viciously poisoned by human beings, and could only be kept in a cage. Since then, its freedom and life are in the hands of human beings. It belongs to nature, and only flying freely in the blue sky is its real destination. One day, it and the wild birds finally left the prison, the birdhouse that locked them free and returned to nature under the rescue of the boy gourd.

What is freedom? It is a bird flying happily in the sky, a horse running freely on the grassland, and a fish swimming happily in the ocean. If birds can't fly, horses can't run and fish can't swim, is life still meaningful? My freedom is up to me, just like the bird in this book, which originally flew freely in the sky, but was regarded as a cash cow for people to get rich and was firmly locked by people. Although the sky is close at hand, it feels out of reach.

Freedom is precious. Who doesn't want freedom? Birds are kept in cages, horses are kept in stables and fish are kept in fish tanks. The space shrinks and the heart is framed. They belong to nature, the boundless blue sky, the vast grassland and the blue ocean. Being in the blue sky is the freedom of birds; Being in the grassland is the freedom of the horse; Being in the ocean is the freedom of fish;

Freedom, freedom! What is freedom? Freedom means being your own master, or being your own master. So do all the wild birds in the book. It is getting tired of the birdcage and the life of being the master of the country. They are wild, and they have the blood of wild birds in their bodies. They are wild birds and should belong to nature, wandering in nature.

There is also a little boy named Hulu. He is lively and naive. He is an animal lover. He likes small animals, but hates their death. Gourd's affection for small animals can be said to be love or love. Sometimes he can't understand why he has such strong feelings for animals that are not related to him. In the last chapter of this book, he, his aunt Xia Zi and Xiao Zao's friend Jin Mao successfully released wild birds to nature and brought Xiao Zao back to the tribe. The little red date left, but it left an unforgettable impression in their hearts.

"I am by your side tonight, but tomorrow, I will spread my wings and fly." Every time I hear this song, I suddenly feel that it is also like a song sung by a red-billed gull to her foreign friends.

"Tomorrow, I will spread my wings and fly."

I hope all wild birds can avoid ruthless shotguns and bird nets and soar in the free sky.