Byrd's works

In daily study, work and life, when it comes to writing, everyone is certainly familiar with it. Writing is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following is my collection of bird essays, hoping to help everyone.

The composition of birds 1 My family has six lovely "birds". They will chirp, be afraid, be angry and be happy ... I can't get tired of watching them and can't put them down.

Do you know Angry Birds, the most popular online game in the world? My six birds are the characters, the green toucan, the white heroine, the black bomb bird, the yellow triangle bird, the blue bird and Hong Niao. It's a pity that they all look different. Do you know how I got this out-of-print bird? This is a Christmas present from the editor of Wonderful Pen and Flowers.

The green toucan, I call it "Brother Thriller", is green all over, with a long and flat mouth, three hairs on its head, big and round eyes, two knife-shaped eyebrows erected and an egg stuffed in its mouth. You must have seen something terrible. The black bomb bird I call "Little Bao Gong" is the most famous one. As the name implies, it is like Bao Qingtian. It is covered with dark skin, with sharp eyes and serious expression, and a small full moon hanging on its head. No, it's the Emei moon on Bao Gong's head. This is one of their differences. My favorite is Little Bluebird, who seems to be the only girl among the six of them. It has a smart hair on its head, just like a small fin, very cute. Its eyes are naive, and its big eyes are going round and round, as if thinking about something. There is a faint blush on the cheek, which makes it more moist and moving. Who wouldn't like such a cute little guy?

I think these lovely "birds" are things with aura and should be enshrined, so I hired them as my protectors. The six of them divide their work, seven days a week, and each person is responsible for one day. In addition, since the "heroine" is a hero, those who can afford it should work harder and let it take care of them for two days. I counted six birds. From then on, like a superstitious person, I put the patron saint of the next day on my desk every night, kneeling on the bed and kowtowing to it ten times. The louder the sound, the better, which means that there will be fairy protection the next day and everything will be luckier.

Last time, Chu Wei and Hu Dongyang came to my house to rehearse the program. They fell in love with my "bird" at first sight, especially like "Little Red" and "Yellow Triangle". However, how can I give this "bird" that came to my house all the way to others? Moreover, I have become a habit to worship "birds" these days. Who should I worship on Sunday and Monday? Won't the luck of these two days be miserable? But, for the sake of friendship, I'm throwing caution to the wind. I smiled and waved goodbye to "Xiaohong" and "Yellow Triangle", hoping that they would be happy with their new owners.

Now, there are four lovely "birds" in my family. Do you want to see their faces, too? You are always welcome to come, but don't take another one!

I am a bird, a sad bird.

In the past, my family and I lived in a big forest with a secluded bamboo path. Our family is very happy, and I have many good partners! Rabbit, fox and crow are all my good friends. We used to look for food in the forest every day, and everyone was very kind. But now, some of them are dead, some are injured, even my family.

This has to start from one day two years ago. That day, I was eating, and the little rabbit came to me in a hurry and said, "Bird, bird, it's bad!" " "What's the hurry? Tutu is such a hothead, so I said slowly, "What's the matter? Little Nutbrown hare was anxious: "Don't be so slow, a group of guys called human beings are coming!"! """What?" I opened my eyes wide. The reputation of human beings in our bird family has deteriorated. All birds avoid them because they will kill us. Send us all to the wok! Seeing the expression that Tutu had never seen before, I felt the seriousness of the matter and said, "How do you know?" The rabbit said, "I heard it from the beaver!" " "Beaver? Although he looks cynical, his brain is notoriously clever in the forest! I said to the little rabbit, "although he said it, there must be evidence for everything!" "Without evidence, you can't just talk nonsense." The rabbit is a little quieter. "Bang" came a deafening sound, which is a voice I am familiar with! This is what my parents always told me, the invention of human beings! The rabbit is even more afraid: "bird, let's run!" " ""Don't worry, have you notified other animals? "

"no!" "That can't do. Some animals have no idea what human beings are. They must say it! " "But there is not much time left for us!" It doesn't matter. We split up. Let's go! "In the blink of an eye, the rabbit disappeared, and I quickly spread my wings to inform other animals.

After a while, all the animals began to get ready to leave here. Not good! People are coming! I saw a group of behemoths staring at us: "Look! A bunch of animals! This is delicious! " Then, they took out a long pipe and said, "Boom!" My good friend rabbit fell to the ground, and scarlet blood came out. I stared at her closely and remembered the days when we were together. Why? Is it dead? What's wrong with the rabbit? No, they aimed the pipe at my parents! I saw that they were already stunned and fell to the ground with a bang. How did this happen? My mom and dad! I shouted, and they aimed the pipe at me! Before I could think, I flew over. None of them knows what happened. I took this opportunity to fly out.

After a few months, I passed a stinking sea. I know this is another masterpiece of man. Why did they hurt us like this? What did we do wrong again? Now, I have found a place to live, which is a small forest. Although there are not many animals and the forest is not big, I can barely get by. I still don't understand why humans can't treat us well.

One day, I was playing outside. I suddenly found a bird not far away. It has a round head and two small eyes. I wish I had such a beautiful bird. I'll catch it quietly. The bird screamed in my hand. I said to it, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I put it in a cage hanging from a tree. Feed it every day, but the bird still looks listless. A few days later, a big bird fell from the sky, circled around the cage, and cried. When the bird saw it, it quickly spread its wings and tried to get into the big bird's arms, but it couldn't get over the railing.

So I understand that this is the mother bird taking care of her baby, and the bird should go back to her mother and be happy. When I opened the cage, the bird suddenly cheered and jumped into its mother's arms. Then, they flew around the cage several times together, chattering as if thanking me.

One Sunday afternoon. It's sunny. Xiaojun and Xiaoming are going to play in the playground. They walked happily hand in hand along the path. Suddenly, they heard a bang and a black thing fell in front of them.

The two of them ran over and took a closer look. It turned out to be a bird. Xiaojun looked up and saw a big tree beside the path. There is a bird's nest in this big tree. I saw a mother bird flapping her wings in a hurry and staring at the bird that fell to the ground. Xiao Jun said, "Xiao Ming, this bird fell from the tree by accident. You ride on my back, and then I put the bird back in the nest. " Xiao Ming nodded, took the bird and rode it on Xiaojun's back, just in time for the Bird's Nest. Xiaoming gently put the bird back in its place.

Mother bird fluttered her wings happily and thanked them twitteringly.

Xiaojun and Xiaoming waved goodbye to mother bird and bird. They all feel that they have done a good thing today and should give themselves some praise.

One day, when a typhoon hit, a bird fell from the tree. Xiao Ming saw it, opened his arms, raised his right foot, ran past like a gust of wind, and firmly grasped the bird.

Xiao Ming's head was sweating profusely, and the bird in his hand kept shaking. How can I give a bird to its mother? He frowned and looked around. Not far away were his teachers and classmates. He shouted to the teacher, "teacher, no, the bird fell from the tree."

Teachers and classmates ran over, saw the bird in Xiaoming's hand, heard the eager cry of the mother bird in the tree, and hurriedly asked, "Xiaoming, what's the matter?" Xiao Ming said it. Xiaohong listened and shouted, "Teacher, I've come up with an idea. We can pile up the arhats. " The teacher gave a thumbs-up and said, "Xiaohong, you are so smart." The teacher is standing under the tree. Xiaohong stood up slowly on the teacher's shoulder. Then, the students helped Xiaoming stand up slowly on Xiaohong's shoulder. He carefully grabbed the bird and gave it to its mother. Their mother and son are together again

The bird was finally saved.

Composition of Bird 6 That morning, I was happily walking into the living room, and suddenly I found that the living room was surprisingly quiet today, which was a bit worrying, terrible and disturbing. I thought about it carefully, how can this big living room be so quiet today? At the same time, I observed the whole living room, looking for the reason for the silence. After a while, I found that the bird stopped calling. I was suddenly surprised that the bird would die! I walked to the cage and saw the bird lying motionless in the cage. Its wings are no longer flapping, its mouth is no longer open, but it is tightly closed. A pair of calves were released, spread out and hung down ... ah, what happened to that bird? I looked at the motionless bird and felt very sad.

At this time, I can't help but think of the interesting three months I spent with the birds. I can hear its beautiful singing every day. Whenever it is hungry, it will jump around in the cage. At this time, I will know that the bird is hungry, and I will immediately add food to it.

I have a bird. It doesn't seem important, but it seems like a family. Without it, everyone will be sad.

It is a happy and healthy bird. It likes rice and fruit, and sometimes it kisses me, hehe.

Its color is colorful. The feathers on the head are blue and the wings are dark green. What I like best is its small tail, because I think its tail is blue, with red dots and a little black beside it. His eyes are big, as if to examine me carefully. It has a sharp mouth under its eyes and likes to kiss me with its small tongue. And its wings are handsome and light, and it must fly very high when it grows up. There are little black paws under my stomach, and it itches when you climb on me.

I used to think, when it grows up, let it fly freely, didn't I? I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't bear to let him go, because my heart would be very painful, so I decided not to let him fly. I want to take good care of it, just as I want to take care of my mother, brother and father.

My parents, they are old, I will help them and be filial to them! ! !

This is my bird. I think this article shows that every animal has its own characteristics. We should never underestimate them. Just like us! ! !

Bird's composition 8 I have written canary many times in my composition. How many days and nights did she live with me? You can hear euphemistic songs sooner or later. She brought me a lot of happiness. But since this beautiful bird stood on the windowsill at noon on February 3 this year, she has flown into the sky. The lively and lovely canary flew away forever.

Since then, every morning when the sun rises, I naturally come to the balcony and see the empty birdcage, and my mind suddenly reacts. I looked at the blue sky. Ah, that familiar voice is ringing in my ears again! Ah, I see her. She continued to somersault on the branches, and the crisp singing resounded through the sky, showing her acrobatic skills forever. Whenever the sun goes down, I look at the red sky. Ah, I see, she is fighting for survival with this nature, and she is completing the second task in her life-"surviving independently!" " "

It rained heavily today. I don't know whether she is hungry, cold or happy. All this is an unknown. Who can help me find the correct answer?

My canary, a familiar friend, I hope you will be happy forever!

There is a bird in my house. It has brown feathers. Although I haven't touched it, its feathers must feel very comfortable. Its belly feathers are like a white shirt, and its big black eyes are like two black gems. The feathers on the wings and tail have black, white and blue stripes, which are very beautiful. Because it has a pair of black eyes, we call it "Little Black".

When Xiaohei eats, he will stare at the bird's food box until someone adds feed to the bowl. It first picked up the bird food with its mouth, raised its neck and swallowed it.

When it sleeps, it will wait for the balcony to be empty, then squat down and bury its head and feet in feathers, like a big fluffy ball. Blackie is easily woken up when she sleeps, even when she opens the door. Once, we went to bed very late, and it was already 1 1 o when we went to brush our teeth. We didn't want to wake Blackie, and we were just about to turn off the lights. Suddenly, Blackie suddenly looked up, as if she had had some nightmare.

This is my bird.

Bird composition 10 "Twitter ...................." In my sleep, I was awakened by a strange cry. When I turned on the light, I found that the bird my grandfather gave me was crying.

That's my favorite birthday present today. I thought it must be hungry, so I quickly added a handful of rice to the birdcage. "ah! I have no appetite at all. " The bird actually spoke, "I miss my parents!" " "This is an amazing story in the world. Birds can talk! " Your parents? Where is your home? How did you end up in a cage? "I eagerly asked a series of questions.

"I don't know where mom and dad are. It's like a nightmare! " The bird sobbed and cried to me, "My home is in a beautiful big forest, where there are towering trees, green grass, clear streams, fragrant flowers and many of my children." However, this has become a beautiful memory of the past ... "

"One day, a group of friends and I went to the nearby forest to play hide and seek. We fly from tree to tree and hide from one leaf to another. Just as we were having fun, there was a sharp hum from below, and the trees trembled violently like a bad cold. I flew into the air and looked down. I saw a group of people sawing trees with a chainsaw. I was about to shout' Run, everyone' when I heard a bang, and Brother Turtledove fell down. Oh, my God, these people still have guns. Suddenly, we couldn't take care of the direction, so we could only flap our wings desperately and think about leaving that place quickly. " The bird has been walking around in the cage and looks extremely unstable.

"which ... and then?" I couldn't help asking again.

"We got lost and flew many times." The bird bowed its head and took a sip of water, and then said, "We flew thirsty, but we couldn't find clean water to drink. The fields are filled with the suffocating smell of pesticides, and the rivers are filled with all kinds of rotten garbage. Several partners couldn't help drinking a few mouthfuls, and soon they got sick and couldn't fly. Later, my only partner, Little Tit, and I finally found a clean water tank in a small farmhouse. We rushed over quickly ... before we had time to drink water, we were covered by a big net ... In this way, I became a' caged bird' worth 20 yuan! "

"Chu Yan, Chu Yan, get up quickly, the sun is shining on your ass!" Mom's loud voice woke me up. It was a dream! But the words of the bird in the dream are clearly visible. I thought about it, got out of bed, took down the cage from the balcony, opened the door and held the bird in my hand. The bird chirped and stared at me like a pea, as if expecting something. "Let's go! Go to mom and dad and go back to that beautiful and warm home! " I stroked the bird's body gently, and then vomited hard. The bird flew into the sky like an arrow, sang cheerful songs, circled the roof several times, and then slowly walked south ... far away. ...

The composition of birds 1 1 If I were a bird, I could fly freely in the sky. I can enjoy the warmth of sunshine and the moisture of drizzle.

If I were a bird, I could fly far away. I flew into the universe, and while flying in space, I found a seed. I planted that seed on Mars. Five seconds later, the seeds germinated and countless green trees grew out. There are countless birds among these towering trees. It didn't take long for the children to enjoy the birds and flowers and become a paradise on earth. My friends and I are flying freely in the sky. I don't have to worry anymore, and I don't have to worry that humans will catch us. I can play happily with my friends in this bird world.

Ah! These are exactly what I yearn for, friends, for our goal, work hard!

I am a bird. I used to live in a lush forest. My home is in a stout tree, and I live happily every day.

However, the good times did not last long. One day, I was caught by a naughty boy. He kept me in a cage and gave me rice and mung beans every day. I can't eat any more fresh bugs. I don't want to eat the food they gave me at all. Gradually, I became thinner and more fragile. I think, I will never return to the embrace of nature, never return to the embrace of my parents, and I will cry when I think about me. Suddenly, a little girl opened the cage and let me fly away. I flew over her gratefully, twittering and thanking her. She waved and smiled at me and I flew away.

After I flew outside, I found that the lush forest was gone. I didn't know my home was gone until I heard other birds say that humans were cutting down trees everywhere, and my parents didn't know where to go. I became a homeless bird.

Birds can help people eat insects in rice fields. If there were no birds, there would be many bugs in the rice field, and the bugs would eat a lot of millet. Dude, you asked for it!

I am a happy bird, living in beautiful Shengzhou. My hometown, Shengzhou, is surrounded by green hills, shaded by trees and gurgling streams. I play with my friends by the green river every day, rest in the dense Woods, fly in the blue sky and live a happy and simple life. Speaking of dreams, I hope to live happily every day at most.

Until I saw that scene with my own eyes, a great dream sprouted in my heart, that is to be a fire fighter-a fireman.

It was a warm afternoon in Tomb-Sweeping Day. My mother and I stopped to rest in the oldest tree in the forest and watched people coming and going. I asked curiously, "Mom, what are they doing?" Why set off firecrackers and burn those red papers? "My mother answered me with a smile," They are offering sacrifices to their ancestors to express their grief for their deceased relatives and friends. "I nodded and said to my mother anxiously," What if they accidentally set fire to this beautiful forest? "Seems to be a hunch, words just say that finish, he saw a grave halfway up the mountain suddenly a puff of smoke. It turned out that someone threw a cigarette butt casually, but accidentally lit the hay next to it. Fire spreads everywhere like the devil, and it flutters wildly, and the wind has become its best accomplice. Fierce and evil fire reflected the whole sky, mercilessly devouring the surrounding green life. First the grass, and then slowly climb up, step by step, like a hungry wolf, silently threatening the whole forest.

And the person who set the fire disappeared at this time. The birds began to become uneasy, some at a loss, some unable to hold back, ready to escape. My mother took me, took me to heaven. I saw that the tree was slowly "bitten" by the "fire ghost", as if a hungry wolf was slowly tasting and chewing it carefully, which was outrageous. The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the perpetrators didn't call the police. Because they were afraid of being punished, they chose to escape. It was because of his escape that this beautiful forest was swallowed up by the fire, and the flowers and trees groaned sadly.

Seeing that the home where I grew up was destroyed like this, I can't help but feel sad when I think of the beauty of the past. From that moment on, I have always dreamed that I can be a fireman, which can at least save some forests that should not disappear!

I know, I'm just a bird, an insignificant bird. Although it is still far from realizing this dream, I hope that human beings can help me and help me realize this dream together.

Mother earth must be like us, and she doesn't want all the creatures in this land to be hurt unnecessarily again! Therefore, no matter who you are, you should protect and treat the forest well and let it grow and live happily with all lovely creatures! Let's act together, work together to mobilize more people to pay attention to this forest fire prevention, publicize the knowledge of forest fire prevention together, start from the small things around us, supervise each other and remind each other, so that more people can take this serious fire prevention problem seriously and jointly build a harmonious, beautiful and green forest Shengzhou!

I believe I can realize my dream.

The composition of birds 14 cats want to eat birds most. Once, they hid behind a tree and prepared to attack birds. Suddenly the bird found it. When the cat fell, the bird flew away.

One day, the cat suddenly had an idea. The cat came to the fox's house and said, Brother Fox, give me an idea. The fox said, Oh, what do you think? The cat said, I want to eat birds, but I can't get them. The fox's eyes giggled and said, "You should confuse the birds with sweet words." Confuse the crow with tricks for the last time. A terrible smile appeared on the cat's mouth.

One day, birds were singing on the branches. The cat saw it and said, dear bird, your singing is really beautiful! The bird thought for a moment and said, "Friend, if you come down for me, you will be soaked to the skin." I've always been wary of you.

I am a bird. I want to fly, but I can't fly high. ...

I'm not like this. I can fly freely in the blue sky and white clouds, and I can sing freely in the bustling green leaves-I am a singer among birds!

That's my house. The scenery is beautiful: the trees are so green, the flowers are so bright, the streams are so clear … The scenery here is so charming all year round.

In winter, the wicker in front of my house is covered with ice flowers, and the petals of ten thousand pear trees are blown open in a string. After the breeze, all the ice flowers fell, just like angels in white dancing in the air again.

In spring, the grass crept out of the soil, tender and green. Looking around, my eyes are full of green. Strong cattle and sheep chase and play carefree in their beautiful homes.

Summer has come, and the warm sunshine in the morning fills my whole house. The Gesanghua outside waved and nodded to say hello to me. And it gives off a faint fragrance, and my whole room is filled with a faint fragrance. ...

The sky is high and the clouds are light in autumn. Today, the concert was held, and the beautiful singing ushered in waves of applause from those lovely fans.

Many years have passed, and with the passage of time, everything I once owned has vanished.

My wings are numb with pain, and the doctor diagnosed me as a disease caused by eating contaminated food, which is likely to paralyze me. My voice is hoarse, and the toxic gas in the air makes it impossible for me to go to the concert anymore. My colorful feathers have also turned gray. How can I just walk out of the outside world-my partner may not be much better than me.

The tree has been cut down by the "devil", the flower has never bloomed again, and the stream is muddy ... No matter what season, it is not as beautiful as before.

My house has collapsed on the ground, the winter wind is whistling, and the old ice flowers appear in my dreams. When I opened my eyes, a bunch of colorful plastic bags were replaced by willow stumps. Fortunately, I didn't freeze to death. I look forward to the arrival of spring. Maybe it would be better. ...

The sun comes out in the morning, and spring may come. I slowly walked out of the house. How did this happen? There is not a piece of green grass on the ground, only sand and stones. After a while, the sun disappeared, the clouds gathered, the wind roared, followed by flying sand and stones all over the sky. I quickly hid beside the willow stump, grabbed the willow bark with my weak claws and dodged a bullet.

Finally, summer has arrived. Although there is no wind and the weather is warmer, there is no large area of Gesang flowers in the yard. Only a few bustling plants stared at me listlessly, as if to say something to me ... but said nothing.

The sky is gray, and dark clouds always pervade the whole sky. Oh, it's autumn ...

I also obviously feel that my health is declining and I may leave soon. At this time, my bird brain finally understood a truth: human beings only cherish what is lost! Goodbye, I have to go.