One day, the sun woke up the bearded dwarf sleeping in the open space. Beard is about to comb his beard. Hi, suddenly a gray bird flew out of his beard.
The little gray bird flew to a branch, squatted there, waited for a while and carefully observed the beard. Beard had to lie where he was, motionless, so that the birds wouldn't be frightened.
The bearded dwarf felt something moving gently in his beard. He looked up and couldn't help laughing. There is a bird's nest in the beard with five eggs in it. This little gray bird is hatching eggs in his beard!
This embarrassed Beard. Only by quietly, safely and wholeheartedly incubating eggs can birds be hatched. Therefore, Beard had to lie still and stare blankly at the white clouds floating in the sky.
Later, the mother bird flew to the branch. After a while, father bird came back with a bug in his mouth. Father bird first stood on the branch to see if his beard was reliable. I watched it for a long time, not bad. He flew to the mother bird, fed the worm into her mouth, and then flew into the Woods in a hurry. Mother bird holds the bird, and father bird is of course busy. He keeps bringing all kinds of delicious food to mother bird.
Beard hasn't eaten since this morning. It turned out that his beard was covered with some wild fruits such as cranberries. But it has been eaten, and the new one has not grown. Fortunately, father bird saw that beard was hungry, and he caught some bugs in time to feed beard. Beard Beard Beard is a man. You can't eat worms. Shut your mouth quickly and sip it tightly, so as not to let father bird stuff worms into his mouth.
"Thank you, I won't eat worms. You'd better take good care of mother bird and let it rest in my beard. It's hard for her to hatch eggs if she doesn't move her nest for a day. "
The beard stretched out his hand and pulled some stalks to chew, so as not to be too hungry. He lay still for a long time, and his back hurt badly. But he didn't dare to move for fear of scaring the mother bird. Before long, a soft tattoo appeared on his beard.
The first bird has hatched!
"Welcome, little one!" Beard whispered, "Welcome to this interesting world!" "
Beard forgot thirst, forgot hunger, and forgot backache.
The second bird was born, the third and fourth birds were born, and then the fifth one! Five fluffy birds! Five lovely little lives! Mother bird looked at her little fellow and couldn't tell how happy she was.
As happy as mother bird, there are bearded dwarfs.