Sunbird is a small and exquisite bird in the tropical rain forest. It is less than 10 cm long from the tip of beak to the tip of tail. It has an elegant sound, gorgeous feathers, red, orange, yellow, green, indigo and purple, as if it were woven with colorful sunshine.

Whenever the forest is full of sunshine, the sunbird flies to the splendid mountain flowers, flapping its wings at a frequency of more than 80 times per second, stopping in the air like a helicopter, and its long beak as thin as a needle tip pierces the stamen and sucks the nectar.

There is a clear stream behind Manguangnong Village. There is a wild mango tree with lush foliage beside the stream. The tree is full of sunbirds, just like the kingdom of sunbirds. Almost every horizontal branch, a few inches apart, has a very delicate nest made of grass and clay. When they collectively go out for food in the morning, the sky looks like a magnificent rainbow; At dusk, when they perch among the branches and peck up the crystal stream to comb their feathers, the crown of the tree looks like a colorful tent.

As an educated youth from Shanghai, I do farm work with local farmers and usually go hunting with them. That afternoon, after planting seedlings, I went to the stream to take a bath. This is the season for sunbirds to hatch eggs. Birds are chirping in the wild mango trees, and males are flying around, busy feeding the females who are hatching eggs in their nests.

I had just finished washing my hair when I suddenly heard the frightened chirping of birds from the wild mango tree. Looking up, I almost lost my soul. A cobra is climbing the stairs to reach the crown of the tree. King cobra can be said to be the big devil in the forest. It is six meters long and has a pair of glasses with a white background and a black heart painted on the back of its neck. It is strong and swims on the grass like a fly. As long as it meets something alive, it will take the initiative without hesitation. Not to mention such weak animals as birds and rabbits, even tigers and leopards will stay away from them. If a person is bitten by a king cobra, he will die within an hour.

I quickly hid under a cluster of huge bananas, dug a hole in the banana leaves and peeped secretly.

King cobra climbed to a big tree, its tail wrapped around the branches, its lower body fell, its upper body stood up, and its bright red snake letter reached into the bird's nest and sucked the eggs from top to bottom. Oval crystal clear little bird eggs, as if being pulled by a strong suction, lined up one by one, gurgling along the slender snake letter and rolling into Shekou, which was so natural and unrestrained, as if we were sucking milk through a straw.

Sunbirds are swarming out of their nests, and males foraging outside come from all directions, gathering more and more, thousands and thousands, blocking a large area of sunshine. Some flew over the canopy, some stopped in mid-air, glared at the king cobra who was committing the crime, and whined in horror.

Alas, poor bird, this pile of protein is born. Such a delicate life cannot compete with the king cobra. At best, they can only rely on the advantage of flying to abuse in vain and protest meaningless at a safe distance. Alas, predatory nature never sympathizes with the weak.

King cobra is still happily sucking the eggs, posing a contemptuous look at such a large group of sunbirds: what are many birds, a group of vulnerable rabble!

Soon, the bird's nest on the left canopy was swept away, and the greedy snake head turned to the right canopy again.

Just then, a sunbird with an open tail, like wearing a tuxedo, was originally parked in mid-air parallel to the king cobra and suddenly flew very high. "Di-"a scream, folded his wings and swooped down toward the snake head. Its original intention must be to peck the snake's eyes with a sharp needle-like beak, but when it flew one meter away from the head of the snake, the king cobra suddenly opened its mouth. What a big mouth! You can swallow a coconut easily. There seems to be a powerful magnetic force in the dark mouth. The forked-tailed sunbird's wings are unbalanced and it can't help hitting the snake's mouth.

I don't know how the fork-tailed sunbird dares to throw eggs at the stone. Maybe it was born a brave sunbird. Maybe it's a female. It happened to see the snake letter of King cobra poking into its nest. Out of maternal instinct, she hoped that the eggs she worked so hard to lay would not be poisoned before fighting with the king cobra.

I couldn't save its eggs, but I lost myself. I think it's pathetic.

But many sunbirds seem to be different from what I thought. The behavior of forking tail has become an example, an example and a demonstration. At the moment when the fork's tail was swallowed by the snake's mouth, one bird after another rose to dive and pounced on the ugly snake head. Nature is also a moth to the fire, self-destructive future. Without exception, they were sucked into the abyss-like snake belly. King cobra may enjoy such an automatic meal for the first time in his life. He shook his head with joy and danced with great enthusiasm and excitement, as if to say: Come on, the more the better, my stomach is just empty!

In a certain atmosphere, heroism and sacrifice will spread. Almost all the sunbirds flew in front of the king cobra, scrambling to rise, and two or three birds swooped down on the snake head continuously. It seems that a ribbon has been pulled between the snake's mouth and the sky. ...

I didn't count how many sunbirds were stuffed into the snake's stomach, maybe hundreds, maybe thousands. Gradually, the king cobra's shriveled belly bulged. He probably ate too much and lost his appetite, or his stomach was so swollen that he couldn't eat any more, so he closed his mouth. Just then, two sunbirds jumped on its face, and its slender beak pecked at the snake's eye like a sharp needle and a glass ball. I saw the king cobra shaking all over, its neck ribs suddenly expanding, and its neck opening like a bird's wing. It must have been stung. The enraged cobra swished its neck, bit two sunbirds who dared to peck its eyeballs and shook them like a demonstration.

Sunbirds were not intimidated, but stepped up their attacks and flew to the snakehead in groups of three or five like rain. They seem to know that the snake's eye, which has no eyelids and can't be closed normally, is the only weak link in the king cobra, so they pecked the snake's eye twice. Soon, the king cobra's eyes were bloodshot. Finally, I can't resist the desperate attack of the birds. It closed its neck and put away its arrogance. As soon as the snakehead fell, he tried to slide down from the tree. At this time, a large group of sunbirds flocked to stare at the snake head and pecked fiercely. The king cobra's body twitched, as if it had epilepsy. As soon as the snake's tail was loose, it fell from the high canopy, and with a bang, it fell half to death. Dense birds, with a bang, followed to low altitude and pounced on the snake. I can't see a snake, only a wriggling thing tightly wrapped by a bird. As the king cobra struggled and rolled, layers of birds were crushed to death, and more birds swooped down one after another …

Finally, the king cobra, vicious and fierce, even wanted to stay away from the tiger and leopard, collapsed to the ground like a rotten straw rope.

There was a dead sunbird on the ground, and it began to rain.

Oh, beautiful sunbird, exquisite little life, brave elf.

2. A housewife is going to fry several eels at a time as a dish for dinner. She put all the bought Monopterus albus into the water and sprinkled it with salt (it can make the fish spit out the dirty things in their stomachs, and the fish will twitch after being soaked in salty and fresh water, and will constantly spit out the contents in their stomachs).

After a while, the fish almost vomited all the dirty things in his stomach. Began to fry one by one in the oil pan, and the fried eels always struggled in the oil pan until they died. When a big eel was blown up, it didn't struggle all the time like other eels, but stood up with its head down and its tail up.

The housewife was stunned by what she saw. She fished out the big eel, cut open its belly and found that there was still a small eel alive and kicking.

(2) After reading animal stories.

Eliot once said: Animals are the closest friends-they never ask questions or criticize.

When I was a child, my favorite and most frequently read book was Selected Animal Stories at Home and Abroad. This book consists of one animal story after another. They are all very touching stories about animals, which made me cry a lot. Even today, just turning over an article and looking at it, I feel a burst of shock in my heart.

In these short stories, I was surprised to find that animals and people have the same feelings, or that since people became "people", they gradually lost their true feelings as "animals"

Indeed, human beings are a highly intelligent race, and their psychology and emotions are more complicated than other creatures. However, it is precisely because of this complexity that the human mind is no longer pure and green.

Wolves will lay down their lives for their masters who have the grace to save lives and heal the wounded. Are people willing to do the same thing for wolves? A hound was misunderstood by its owner and wronged, but it swore to protect its owner, while people abandoned the loyal dog because of the word "annoying"; Even the fiercest horse knows how to protect its owner, but we whip it with a whip. ...

These sharp contrasts are actually caused by human superiority. We have created our civilization with clever brains and unique spirit, and got rid of the barbaric times, so that when we look at the same kind in the past, there is no longer a sound of * * *, as if their backwardness is their fault. Thus, human beings have their own "he" and "she", and there are more "it" than human beings. We don't like to classify things except us in detail, because in our eyes, they can't be equal to us.

However, what we can never beat them is that they live a simple life but obey the laws of nature, while we just try our best to govern nature and hope that nature will act according to our habits. Therefore, no matter how angry we are, we hunt down these creatures who actually live happier than we do, or even force some species to become extinct, we are still losers. The heart has not turned to the green of nature, nor can nature follow our "gray" in turn.

Chairman Mao once wrote in Qinyuanchun? In Changsha, he wrote: "Look at the mountains and rivers, and there are many rivers everywhere." I want to quote: "Look at ten thousand people who are clean, careless and thorough, and live a long life."

It is worth celebrating that some of us have gradually awakened to the importance of returning to nature, and have learned to learn from animals, protect them, and try our best to make those who are still in a daze understand.

The feeling of shooting a lion to make a movie will not happen again. If the animal partner who turns to cooperate dies unfortunately, it will cause tears and sadness. Therefore, many books or movies about the good relationship between animals and people are on the market, and more and more people are willing to give everything for animals for free. ...

Since childhood, this is the process of human conscience discovery and return to nature; Generally speaking, this is a process of purifying and greening the mind. Animals that are closest to us but still far away on the earth touched us with their purest hearts, and we also gave back to them and even the whole nature with the same sincere heart.

Only people with completely clean and green hearts can see more simple touches brought by nature, just like poets, who may lean under a tree and touch us through the sunshine from the leaves; Maybe the breeze blows, and the swaying white lotus on the lake can move us; Or star-studded springs, fragrant soil and even ugly earthworms have all become beautiful and moving things in our hearts-at that time, there will be no distinction between "he", "she" and "it" ...

(3) It's easy to write animal story novels.

After reading The Lion King Wandering, I came into contact with The Lion King Wandering, which is full of sadness and joy. This book is mainly about five young lions being "deported" and exiled to the border. From then on, these five little lions began to travel everywhere. ...

(4) The clumsy elephant wrote 300 words after reading the Story of Animals and Plants.

The feeling after reading is a talking reading note. We should use personal experience, practical experience and vivid cases to illustrate the truth we have learned from "reading". Therefore, we should write "reading" as well as "feeling" in the feeling after reading, and we should have narration and reasoning. Narration is the basis of discussion, and discussion is the deepening of narration, so we should contact them.

The feeling after reading is mainly "feeling". To quote the original text properly, of course, you can't quote too much, and you should give priority to your own words. In terms of embodiment, it can be written in the form of narration and discussion. When you speak, you should give priority to analysis and reasoning. Not too many cases, the original text should be concise. Structurally, it is usually induced to prompt "reading" first, from which "feeling" is derived, and after focusing on expressing feelings, it will return to the final "reading".

5. The Story of the Animal Kingdom-Comments by Li Ruizhe

[The Story of the Animal Kingdom-Li Ruizhe] This is a very beautiful fairy tale book. It tells that there is a huge animal kingdom deep in the Pula forest in the center of Eurasia. This is a vast land with hundreds of thousands of hectares, where all kinds of animals live together. They live a wonderful life in peace and live a carefree and harmonious life. Zhu Zhu, the hero, is a kind and lovely pig. She lives with her parents in a beautiful "carefree" town. At the age of 65,438+02, Zhu Zhu met Tang Jie Rabbit and started a thrilling and happy adventure. Finally, through Zhu Zhu's unremitting efforts, she finally overcame the difficulties, realized her dream and created her own honor. After reading the story of the animal kingdom, I felt it. When reading this book, I feel as if I have entered a big forest, which is magical and full of hardships. Zhu Zhu, with a noble heart, is undergoing tempering, and I admire its ordinary and simple virtue and indomitable spirit in adversity.

[Reflection on the Story of the Animal Kingdom-Li Ruizhe] Essay: Everything in this world is done by hope. If a farmer never wants a corn to grow into a seed, he will not peel it; A bachelor will never get married if he never wants to have children; A businessman will not go to work if he doesn't want to make a profit from it.

[6] Reflection on animal stories written by literary masters

In the book The Call of the Wild written by Jack London, I entered the world of a dog. This dog named Buck is a cross between Saint Bernard and Scottish Shepherd. The difference is that Buck is not a dog full of human fantasy in mythology, nor a dog who plays the role of a friend in human society, but a dog who shocks readers' hearts with his own life and deeds in the snow in the north.

Buck grew up in a judge's house in the south, where Buck enjoyed a comfortable life, universal respect and important position, but everything changed, because man discovered a yellow metal in the north.

Buck, a bit aristocratic, was treated impolitely for the first time. He was kidnapped and sold to a man in a red sweater. Then there is a big stick, and it is beaten again and again, and it is knocked out again and again. From then on, Buck knew that he had no hope in front of the man with the big stick. I think the stick is a key, a key to let Buck know the primitive nature, let him learn the laws of the primitive jungle, and at the same time let Buck's hidden wildness gradually awaken.

If the stick is a key, then Buck's companion is the main body of the court. Buck was traded again. He joined a sleigh-pulling team and found many ways to survive from his companions.

Dog Parker taught him how to steal food to satisfy his hunger. As a matter of fact, Buck doesn't like stealing. In order to have enough food, he had to steal. From the dog Billy, Buck quickly learned how to break the ice in the snow to get water to quench his thirst. Here I want to mention a dog, Spitz, because Buck "learned" a lot from it, which reminds Buck of the original killing in Twilight.

Spitz is the leader of the sled team. It regards Buck as a potential opponent, always provoking and finding fault, seemingly kind, but actually cruel. At first, spitz Bach was always patient and tried to avoid confrontation. On the one hand, he learned from it, on the other hand, his instinct revived with repeated provocations. Finally, the biting, biting and jackal-like attacks of ancestors came to life on him, knocking Spitz down.

Once he woke up in the wild, the cries from the depths of the forest always tempted Buck. It was a sad, grotesque and creepy tone, but Buck was glad to cry along with it. The hard habits of primitive animals became stronger and stronger in him. In a hunting, Buck tasted the bloodthirsty desire and the pleasure from killing ... and finally became the Wolf King.

The existence of competition in human society and the upward spirit of human beings are an ancient manifestation of wildness. Wild, it brings the desire to conquer everything and barbarism. Just like Buck, when all the facts are telling him that there are only conquerors and conquered people in the world, the indomitable fighting spirit from the depths of nature is awakened, because he knows that all this is the value of life.

In today's highly competitive society, winning or losing in an instant makes it impossible for human beings to have any respite and hesitation. Faced with the crisis, they had to bravely accept and finally conquer it. ...

But wildness is not only cruel, but also brings ancient friendship, which can be said to be the crystallization of civilization and ancient times. When John, the last master of Dambach, died, he looked up at the sky and let out a long howl. This howl is sad, loyal and shocking. Buck's deep love for John is another manifestation of wildness.

So I want to say that life is Mao Dun's and the world is complicated, but this complicated world was created by the simplest method of nature. It makes the world full of vitality, and it also pushes the world to hell-wildness. It is cunning and loyal; It brings friendship as well as barbarism. That's it, this is the real life, colorful and brilliant.

Once, I read the story of educating animals in 600 words.

This winter vacation, I read the book Childhood. Childhood was written by Gorky, and together with On Earth and My University, it is called "Autobiography Trilogy". Gorky's tragic and pitiful childhood story has made my heart restless for a long time.

This story vividly reproduces the living conditions of the lower class people in Russia in the 1970s and 1980s. Gorky spent his childhood in a family full of cruelty and hatred: he lost his father at the age of four, followed his grief-stricken mother and kind grandmother to the overbearing grandfather's house in a small dye house on the verge of bankruptcy, but was often beaten by his tyrannical grandfather. But his kind grandmother protects him everywhere. I realized the pain and ugliness of the world too early at a young age. My little heart was badly hit. My grandmother and people like my grandmother protected and supported Gorky. This story vividly shows a suffocating life full of cruelty, barbarism, ignorance and filth. We deeply realized the corruption and ugliness of the czar's autocratic system, the slavery and numbness that ordinary people didn't realize in the dark, and the hardships of the younger generation in resisting darkness and slavery and pursuing freedom and light.

Compared with Gorky, our childhood is brilliant and colorful; Without worry and pain, it is carefree. There are so many children who don't even know what "beating" means, because we have never experienced the taste of being beaten or whipped. It may be unimaginable pain. Of course, in addition, there are few greedy and fierce things in our lives, such as intrigue and fighting for property. There will be no cruel killing of innocent people.

What impressed me the most for a long time was Gorky's kind heart since childhood, especially under the influence of his grandmother, which produced a soul with a clear distinction between good and evil, right and wrong, and love and hate. He is diligent in learning and hard-working, and the severe life makes him grow into a strong-willed, ambitious and promising newcomer. The most important things in his character are: the desire for knowledge and the longing for a better future. The hardships of life did not make him flinch.

Gorky's image is the representative of a new generation of Russians. His road to growth is the road for millions of Russian workers to move towards revolution and a new life. I will study as hard as he does and learn a wide range of knowledge. Like a soldier who is about to take the lead, make preparations before departure and strive to realize his lofty ideals.

Read the story of Shen's Zodiac.

Reflections on the Story System of the Chinese Zodiac

Everyone must know the zodiac, right? Do you know how the zodiac came about? If you want to know, take a look at the following article.

In ancient times, the Jade Emperor wanted to commemorate the year when people were born, so he chose twelve kinds of animals, one for each year. At that time, because there were many animals on the ground, the old man made a suggestion that the first twelve animals should be the zodiac, and the animals would be ready to register on the day they knew.

At that time, cats and mice were good friends. Because the cat was lazy, the cat asked the mouse to call it earlier that day, and the mouse agreed without thinking.

But that day, the mouse forgot about it and went to register himself. He saw the cow, so he pretended to sing to the cow. When he got there, Huang was very excited to see that no one was there. At this moment, the mouse ran to the bull. As a result, the little mouse ranked first in the zodiac.

When the cat got up, it found that the mouse had gone. The cat was angry because it was not awarded the zodiac, and all this was because the mouse didn't call it. Therefore, whenever a cat sees a mouse, it must eat it.