What is the parrot kissing?

Yes, it should be mating. . . . Belonging to reproductive behavior, it is best to pad several layers of foam. . . Also, I have reading problems. Can you help me?

Anyone can hear the sound of flowers and read.

When I first saw him, I was scared. He only has the upper body, the lower body is not at all, and the whole person only has that short piece. It was a calligraphy club organized by the city, with him and me.

Everyone is looking at him, and he accepts people's eyes very calmly, yes, very calmly. Probably because there are too many such eyes, I don't care much. He still warmly greeted his old friends and new friends, saying that there was good Pu 'er at home for everyone to drink.

Someone told his story. 26-year-old, just graduated, married his wife and son. Everything looks so warm and bright. However, that summer, he crossed the train lane and the train ran over him. In an instant, he split in two.

Left half-life, woke up with only half a body. His wife left and his son was given to his parents in the countryside. His only thought is to die. What can I do if I don't die? It seems that there is darkness ahead and I can't see anything. He is so short that he can't see anything. It's even harder than heaven to go to the toilet and even want to cook for himself.

Two deaths failed, and the last time, he was going to roll into the river and drown. So he moved out bit by bit with two hands. The river is near, but it is too far for him.

Spring is here, and rape flowers are in full bloom. He didn't pay attention to these rape flowers all his youth, because he was so much taller than those rape flowers, but now he has to cross those rape flowers to reach the river.

For the first time, he found that rape flowers are so beautiful! Moreover, he heard the sound of flowers blooming!

Yes! The sound of flowers blooming and sprouting is ringing. He approached the rape flower and the pollen fell on his face. He closed his eyes, quietly listened to the sound of flowers, and tears flowed down like that. Because he has no lower limbs, he is as tall as rape, because he is as tall as rape. He heard the sound of flowers blooming and smelled the flowers. At that moment, he enjoyed the flowers and plants!

He walked for a long time on that road. Every rape flower is so charming that he can hear the sound of their blooming. The sound is so crisp and long that he missed it. He can't bear the fragrance of flowers, the language of flowers and the sound of flowers!

No, not dead! Instead of going to the river, he came back. From then on, he learned to walk with his hands, go to the toilet, cook, practice calligraphy and write novels ... It was the sound of flowers that saved his life!

Those voices, how warm and considerate, ignited his desire to live, not afraid of death, let alone life? He said that it is already very good. God left me a life to love my parents, my son and so many beautiful things, which is already very good.

I still remember receiving a short message from my friend on New Year's Day. His short message touched me for a long time: how nice it is to have you here, a home not far away, a fat doll at home, so sunny. I can't help giggling at the thought of this and thanking everything in life.

After reading this, I also giggled. What a good attitude! He may not be as successful or happy as I am. He may be unhappy at work. Without his promotion every year, he has such a good attitude. We have an appointment to see flowers in April. He likes writing poems and lyrics, and he will have a good time.

The flowers are blooming all the time, but you must calm down and listen carefully. After this season, there will be another season. When flowers fade, they will bloom again. This is what a friend told me. She is a girl in our unit. She is very beautiful, but she has only one leg, and the other leg is a prosthesis. However, every time I see her, she dresses herself up beautifully, and even the earrings are carefully selected to match the clothes every day. Compared with those women who wear messy clothes in a hurry, she looks so delicate and pleasing.

Every time I praise her for her beauty, she smiles happily, and then whispers to me: You know, I can't grow flowers at home, and those flowers are so angry with me!

Why are you so angry?

Because I'm so beautiful.

She can hear the sound of flowers blooming every day, which is the voice from the heart. Because, she is a flower, beautiful, proud and fragrant, and she can cultivate herself into a flower, which is the truest realm. The voice of flowers is the cleanest and purest voice from the bottom of my heart. If you listen, you will hear!

Title: 1, the function of "the sound of flowers" in this paper.

At that moment, he enjoyed the flowers and plants! What kind of flower language did he hear?

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1, right! The sound of flowers blooming and sprouting is ringing.

2. Every time I praise her for her beauty, she smiles happily, and then whispers to me: You know, I can't grow flowers at home, and those flowers are angry with me!