The bird is the grandmother often scattered in a pile of millet canopy edge attract children, and at first, it's just time to take advantage of no one, with the beak pecking rice, the smell of the ring edge of the flap will fly away, birds nest in front of the court said indicates that the door tang good luck, little guy's coming to Grandma music from ear to ear, in order to make it here as the former residence of the grandmother's day care in the eaves shedding millet, the birds came to be afraid of it disturbed, moved a small stool child, sitting quietly watching the distance, time goes by, the birds will know my grandmother, always comes around her cheerful chirp Ming, really brought a lot of joy to my grandmother, this summer, to walk around it, often eat millet, go to the mountains in the forest to catch small black caterpillars on leaves, spin a circle and then fly into the air, prosperous and a something black, autumn to summer away, the birds went to the south, often looking at the eaves on the grandmother is always talking about the silence: , rain Gualian, but also a year of long grass birds are flying ... ...
grandmother sprinkled early in the millet in eaves and look forward to ... ... and so was the demon's Thriving peach, and so the grass becomes green velvet blanket That Yanqian still empty, my grandmother lost some ... ...
until one morning, the birds are outside downtown, grandmother saved almost stagger the go, the garden inside the sinking of apricot branch head, two birds Glittering jumping, black small their heads, duplex feathers, plain spots children, beak fan tail, it is that it, like flowers blooming a grandmother face, It came, also brought a female, two birds to a quiet garden has played a watercolor painting scroll ... ...
two birds come and go in pairs, like Shenxianjuanlv, time and gone, the green garden enriched by the light changed, and the birds do not know where the title came from the countless twigs, where Yanqian built into nests, and pretty soon turned into an out, for the other only to come back, my grandmother know their new life starts on the day ... ...
clouds, heavy rain, the rain hit the window lattice Mi Zaza blah ringing, and soon inside the dense smoke into the rain garden, Grandma misses birdie, tossing out non-stop, torrential rain, and no stop signs, regardless Grandma Grandpa stop, dressed in raincoats out, eaves rain curtain inside, the three Glittering crowded together birdies, the female wings for their efforts to block the wind and rain, half-closed eyes, head reduction in the plume, the whole body howling the shaking, grandmother umbrella with a rope inserted in the eaves , hoping to stop the rain ... ...
look that is two days heavy rain the night, stopped when the weather outside has been Zacheng of a messy, wet garden water constantly, Grandma busy a look at the bird, canopies three birdies on the left, not far from the garden, the male quietly spread on the ground, all wet and hard, dangling from his mouth tightly also face a black worm, my grandmother's heart suddenly the tight, wet eyes up, she picked up the male, on hand, recall past it tweet Gao Xiang, Glittering branches, can not help but sad tears wet clothes, in order to nurture new life, his choice in the rain a move on ... ... my grandmother was buried in the garden corner, the next day, the female fly daily flying like crazy, bringing up three birdies catch the worm, it is no longer a joy Glittering past call, there are only intermittent whine ... .. Soon, three birds can fly alone when the Sky, the female in the nest and peaceful Bileyanjing ... ...
or garden corner, grandmother buried them together, add the soil have added, with the one above the Acacia planted grass, to commemorate the two birds have brought her joy, but also to the visa in order to nurture life in this world, parents pay the wax torch ashes of a lifetime now!
birds do not go back to grandma house eaves on the nest, my grandmother did not feel sorry, because she knows the birds have begun a new cycle of life!
grandmother sprinkled early in the millet in eaves and look forward to ... ... and so was the demon's Thriving peach, and so the grass becomes green velvet blanket That Yanqian still empty, my grandmother lost some ... ...
until one morning, the birds are outside downtown, grandmother saved almost stagger the go, the garden inside the sinking of apricot branch head, two birds Glittering jumping, black small their heads, duplex feathers, plain spots children, beak fan tail, it is that it, like flowers blooming a grandmother face, It came, also brought a female, two birds to a quiet garden has played a watercolor painting scroll ... ...
two birds come and go in pairs, like Shenxianjuanlv, time and gone, the green garden enriched by the light changed, and the birds do not know where the title came from the countless twigs, where Yanqian built into nests, and pretty soon turned into an out, for the other only to come back, my grandmother know their new life starts on the day ... ...
clouds, heavy rain, the rain hit the window lattice Mi Zaza blah ringing, and soon inside the dense smoke into the rain garden, Grandma misses birdie, tossing out non-stop, torrential rain, and no stop signs, regardless Grandma Grandpa stop, dressed in raincoats out, eaves rain curtain inside, the three Glittering crowded together birdies, the female wings for their efforts to block the wind and rain, half-closed eyes, head reduction in the plume, the whole body howling the shaking, grandmother umbrella with a rope inserted in the eaves , hoping to stop the rain ... ...
look that is two days heavy rain the night, stopped when the weather outside has been Zacheng of a messy, wet garden water constantly, Grandma busy a look at the bird, canopies three birdies on the left, not far from the garden, the male quietly spread on the ground, all wet and hard, dangling from his mouth tightly also face a black worm, my grandmother's heart suddenly the tight, wet eyes up, she picked up the male, on hand, recall past it tweet Gao Xiang, Glittering branches, can not help but sad tears wet clothes, in order to nurture new life, his choice in the rain a move on ... ... my grandmother was buried in the garden corner, the next day, the female fly daily flying like crazy, bringing up three birdies catch the worm, it is no longer a joy Glittering past call, there are only intermittent whine ... .. Soon, three birds can fly alone when the Sky, the female in the nest and peaceful Bileyanjing ... ...
or garden corner, grandmother buried them together, add the soil have added, with the one above the Acacia planted grass, to commemorate the two birds have brought her joy, but also to the visa in order to nurture life in this world, parents pay the wax torch ashes of a lifetime now!
birds do not go back to grandma house eaves on the nest, my grandmother did not feel sorry, because she knows the birds have begun a new cycle of life!
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