If I were a bird.
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river will always flow with our sadness and anger.
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...
And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
3. lakeside
Tong xiren
Weeping willows hang all over the lake,
The smiling faces of peaches and plums are reflected in the blue waves.
Birds in the forest are like happy notes,
Jump on the green strings.
Lakeside tongxi people
Suddenly I heard a gunshot.
A little black bird with a broken wing landed in front of me.
The harmony in spring was immediately destroyed,
A drop of deep red blood was sprinkled on the green grass.
I thought, cruel bird man,
Must have a heart of stone,
If it wasn't so casual,
Break the wings of spring?
If not, birdman must be ignorant and cruel.
Their hearts have long been contaminated with filth.
If you don't know why you can become a natural singer,
So no mood?
I hid the injured bird,
Keep the nest warm and soft,
Carefully medicate and bandage it,
Feed, drink and accompany it.
The bird's injury is getting better,
I sent it back to the forest and nature,
I'm really worried that the tragedy will happen again,
Just write a sentence on the're sign on the edge of the forest:
"Bird hunters, please show mercy,
Please don't ruin the beautiful spring of mankind again.
If there were no birds in the world,
Our life will never be happy. "