Materials about the composition of ducklings

I wrote about the tragic death of my duck. Don't take it personally.

What is life?

Lying on the beach, my legs are still struggling, and my eyelids are heavy. I close them gently and open them a little more, as if I can't bear to part with this world. I know that its life has come to an end.

A duckling can't learn to avoid others' steps. Zheng Yaran didn't pay attention. He must be dying to jump around, but he is so eager to live that he can only say goodbye to the world.

Jumping to death, leaving this world, I looked at the sleeping jumper on the beach, tears poured out uncontrollably, clutching my pants. It jumped away, but its life had just begun and it was over.

With the company of jumping around, I feel a lot happier, and I also feel a sense of responsibility on my shoulders, so I have to protect jumping around. Now, this feeling is gone, and my heart always feels empty. In fact, there is a duck named Jumping Duck, which has already flown into the sky, but it is not too sad to see it die with my own eyes.

When I am sad, I often close myself in my own small space to make myself feel safe. Only children are inevitably lonely. When he is sad, he certainly wants someone to accompany him, even if it is a duckling.

For a long time, I often saw it jumping in my mind, and I was very sad at the thought of never seeing its lovely appearance again.

Adults always think they know their children well, but they don't. We are just lonely and want to have a new little life to accompany us, so we keep pets. Everyone must like the way animals trust you. That's it. I keep pets in order to let them accompany us through the lonely journey, have one more companion in life, and fully enjoy the sense of responsibility and trust brought by animals. That's all.

I still want to raise ducklings, but my mother won't let me ... Woohoo, dear Hope, bless you, goodbye!