Grandpa caught a bird for Xiaoming.

One sunny day, a lovely bird was hit in the foot by a hunter's shotgun, flew for a while and landed at Xiaohong's door. Xiaohong saw it and quickly picked up the bird and took it home. She bandaged the bird's wound and took good care of it. When the bird was cured, Xiaohong set it free. Birds are flying happily in the sky, twittering, as if to say "thank you …" Xiaohong looked at the sky and smiled because she saved a little life. Caring for nature means caring for yourself! (Antai Literature) Xuancheng Grade 2 and Grade 2: Zhang Xintong-200 words Chapter 2: The crow of birds I dreamed that I was a bird roaming in the blue sky, spreading its wings and flying in the boundless sky. However, on that day, my dream was shattered. I often lie on my back at the window and look at the three willows in front of me. The laughter that used to chirp disappeared, but there were a few more mournful cries. I long for the blue sky and the past "life"; I recall, recall the past, recall the past chatter. If I were a bird now, I would cry, "Why did you destroy our home, why …" If I were a bird now, I would cry, "Give me back my beautiful and peaceful home, give it back to me …" If I were a bird now, I would cry, "Don't kill our companions, don't …" Suddenly, I was awakened by several wonderful birdsongs. Seeing this, my tears welled up in my heart, and the glimmer of hope in my heart was broken. I am very painful, sad and disappointed ... (Antai Literature) Listen, the bird is crying ... -400 words Third place: there is nothing wrong with the novel composition written by primary school students! I am a pupil. I just finished the exam and my grades are not satisfactory. I am sad. When the teacher handed out the test paper, I saw that many points were deducted from my composition. I thought to myself, I usually write well. Actually, I feel good about my composition. Unexpectedly, I have been pursuing novelty in my composition. This time I used the opposite word, which was not good on the surface. In fact, I showed my good side, but the teacher couldn't understand it. I was deducted seven points. I feel so wronged from the bottom of my heart! I just pursue novelty, but ... I feel from the bottom of my heart that I should get a good grade, but I never thought that it was just the opposite of what I thought. I feel that I was thrown high into the sky and then fell heavily, and my heart is very uncomfortable! I think: Is there something wrong with the freshness of the composition written by primary school students? Those "old-school" teachers should study hard, don't put their thoughts in feudal society, and pursue novelty and innovative compositions like us. Of course, it is good to keep some old ideas, but now is the new century, we should pursue innovation and let our pupils write by going up one flight of stairs! Now, I want to say, "Is it wrong for primary school students to write novels?" Then I will say loudly, "No!" I am a bird. I often wonder what would happen if I were a bird. How I long to be a bird, a naturally reproducing animal and a free angel. Breathe fresh air every day, sing leisurely and fly freely with dreams. If I were really a bird, I would spend a lot of time flying and singing. During the day, I fly with my friends and sing together, singing about the beautiful natural scenery and our beautiful life. Tired of flying and playing, when I get home, a few drops of cool dew and a few young leaves are my delicious lunch. At night, everything is quiet, the moon rises, and I go back to my bedroom to study and sleep. I read the mysterious quiet night and gentle moonlight, and experienced the beautiful realm of "the sky is high and the night is cold as water, lying and watching the morning glory weave mercury". My life is happy and full. If I were a bird, I would be a friend of the wind and seeds. I will travel with seeds in the wind, find fertile soil that belongs to them and let them take root and sprout. If I were a bird, I would spend my whole life flying, flying over every land of the motherland with my dreams, and bringing joy and songs to everyone who needs her. -400 words article 5: Daily Notes New semester New dreams This semester I have my own plans. First: Do your own thing, tidy up your schoolbag, tidy up your lunch box and pack the water you drink the next day. Sleep by yourself and take a shower by yourself. Second: help my mother do housework, specifically washing dishes, sweeping the floor, mopping the floor, wiping the table ... Looking at my mother's busy figure every night, I know that I have grown up and it is time to do something that I can. Third: how to spend money? Buy school supplies? Buy books? Buy toys? Or buy daily necessities? Well, to think of it, buying school supplies is helpful to me, and buying daily necessities is helpful to my family. By the way, mom said money should be used on the cutting edge. I see, what should be bought and what should be done. Be yourself and make new plans! Oh, it's time to talk about my dream: I have a dream that I can be a singer when I grow up and give my good voice to everyone. One reason: you can get on TV without spending money, and you can also collect money. Reason 2: I like singing, and I like to sing some songs like "The Most Dazzling National Style". On the weekend, I have a must-do homework, that is karaoke. Slowly, I can sing more and more songs. I am pleasantly surprised to find that interest is the best teacher! I hope everyone on our planet has a hobby and skill, make contributions to our motherland and be a respected person! Grade 3, Primary School Affiliated to South China Agricultural University, Guangzhou, Guangdong: He Yuejuan-400 words Chapter 6: Bird's self-report I have a pair of clever wings, a pointed mouth and a spotted coat. I think you must know who I am! I am a lovely bird. One day, I was incubating bird eggs. Suddenly, a branch reached into my nest, and I was shocked. Then I was caught by a pair of small hands and thrown into the net. I struggled to escape from the net. After many hardships, I finally flew back to my nest. I was just about to continue hatching eggs when suddenly a stone flew at me and I lost consciousness. I woke up in the vegetable market. There are many birds here, and all relatives and friends are here. When I was telling them my thoughts, a pair of powerful big hands grabbed me out of the cage and pressed me on the scale. Then two voices came: "There is half a catty! Twenty pieces. " "good! Then help me kill it! " Then a bloody knife stabbed me in the neck. I haven't had time to shout "ah!" He left this world. In another world, I met an old man named God. I asked God, "Why are humans so cruel? Will they be punished? " God said, "man will pay for his greed one day." Wen Yi Campus of Wen Yi Street Primary School in Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province Grade 5: Qian Zhiyuan-400 words Chapter 7: Birds in the Early Morning Every morning, when I open my eyes, the first thing I see is a few birds. They are playful and carefree. The first thing I heard was a crisp and pleasant bird song, which moved me and made me very comfortable. I got up, even naked, and went to the window that attracted me, staring at the bird in front of the window. Its whole body is gray, its belly is white here, its mouth is sharp, but it is thin. It's always jumping, jumping from one branch to another, constantly jumping, as if it's missing something, always looking for it. After a while, they were frolicking again, as if two birds had made enemies and were fighting. So cute! They seem to be tired of playing and stop on the branches, as if thinking about something. After a while, they flew away. I thought to myself: alas! There are fewer and fewer birds now, all because those adults kill more and more. Alas! Poor bird, where should you go? When I was thinking about where these birds should live, I found myself standing in front of the window for a long time. Suddenly, a chill made me feel very cold, so I quickly got into bed, but there were still waves of crisp and pleasant birdsong in my ears ... Birds, I hope you will live happily in the future, and don't let hunters kill you! Michelle monique Rice Chapter 8: Lovely Birds I went to the flower and bird market with my parents this morning. I was immediately attracted by two lovely birds, so I asked my mother to buy it for me. They have a pair of watery black eyes, like pieces of shiny black gems. Their mouths are small, red and sharp, like little carrots. Feathers are black and beautiful! How cute his feet are! When I pour water for birds, the first thing they do is not to drink water, but to take a comfortable cold bath. I am very happy to see them in high spirits! Every time I feed them, they stand motionless on the bamboo pole in the cage. When I left, they wolfed down their food and made my parents and I laugh. When they were sleeping, no matter how I shouted, they continued to sleep soundly. Once, I went to see if they had finished their meal. As soon as they heard my footsteps, they flew around in panic. As soon as they saw it was me, they calmed down again, as if to say, "Little master, it's you. I thought the bad guys wanted to take us away. I don't want to leave you! " My bird is so cute! How I wish there were some birds, I love you, my lovely birds! The second grade of Binhu Road Primary School in Nanning: The composition is beautiful-400 words Ninth: The self-report of the bird I am a lonely bird. It turns out that I also have a happy family and many close friends. There are clear streams, sweet springs and some wild plants in our big forest ... I sing with my friends every day and go to the river to catch insects to eat. What a wonderful life this is! Until one day, humans came here to cut down trees, leaving us nowhere to hide. A beautiful forest has become a clearing, and white plastic bags are piled up like mountains. My parents were killed by hateful hunters, and my friends are decreasing day by day. Now I am a lonely bird. I am flying in the air, and my heart is full of sadness. I thought, "Why are you always so sad?" Where is my home? My dear parents, where are you? "Smoke in the air interrupted my thoughts. Where is my dear home? Where are the green trees? A desolate home ... no, it's not home. It has become a place where people chop down trees. Where is my happiness? Is my home ruined like this? No, I want my family. I want my parents. Man, don't I have the right to happiness? I am a lonely bird. I also want a good life! Grade 5, Zaozhuang Experimental School, Shandong Province: Yu-400 words 10: Injured bird It was a Sunday in winter vacation, and the sun was shining and there were no clouds in Wan Li. Lele is quietly reading and doing homework in the study. Suddenly, a furry bird in the tree lost its foothold, accidentally fell down from the tree, and its wings were injured and bleeding. Lele saw it, flew downstairs, carefully took the bird home, picked up the paper and gently bandaged its injured wing. Lele was afraid that the bird would catch cold, and specially laid a white cotton quilt for the bird to rest. Since then, Lele has taken care of the injured bird like a mother bird every day, giving it sweet spring water and eating a lot of delicious rice. As the days passed, the bird recovered under the care of Lele. Then Lele thought, "If I disappear, how sad my parents will be.". I'd better take this bird home. "So Lele opened the cage and let the bird out. The bird stood there, looking at Lele reluctantly, flapping its wings gently and calling to Lele several times, as if to say, "Lele, thank you for taking care of me." I will often come back to play with you. Goodbye! " Then it flew away slowly. At this time, a breeze blew, as if praising Lele for doing the right thing; Lele looked at the cheerful birds in the sky and smiled happily. LAM Raymond Primary School, Licheng District, Putian City, Fujian Province, Grade 2: Cai Yuqing -400 1 1: Don't envy me as a captive bird. I am just a imprisoned bird, with no freedom, no gorgeous life and no sky of my own. Partners fly freely under the blue sky and show themselves. However, I have to sit in my cell until I die. I am eager for freedom, and I am eager to find my own sky one day, waiting for one day to rush out of the sky. You always say that birds are beneficial to human beings and should be protected. However, why am I your puppet? But I admit, I am not as outstanding as the beautiful feathers of thrush and the pearl bird, but I am still a bird. No one saw me cry and scream in pain. Here, I am miserable and you are happy. Why can't we live in harmony? Let's create a beautiful and peaceful home, full of birds and flowers, with our laughter and your laughter. You dance in the Woods, we sing on the branches, you run on the grass, we fly in the sky, how happy and free we are! Live a fairy-like life! But in reality, what you yearn for is an elegant and luxurious life, and you can even pay your life for it! I'm not you, I can't stop you from moving forward, but I beg you, leave me alone! Let me return to nature and my own world! Grade 6, No.1 Primary School, Mengshan Town, mengshan county, Wuzhou City, Guangxi: Wei-400 words 12: Life is a bird. Whenever winter comes, it crosses the Pacific Ocean. Facing the boundless ocean, its only support is a small stick in its mouth. When he was tired of flying, he threw the stick into the water and stood on it to have a rest. When it is hungry, it stands on a stick to catch small fish floating in the water. The bird defeated the vast Pacific Ocean with this small stick and petite body. And what we have to face in life is more turbulent waves than the sea. We must have the faith to reach the other shore and the courage to dare to challenge difficulties. Life, once it takes off, cannot stop. Just like this little bird, if it retreats in the middle, its faith will disappear. Without faith, life will lose its meaning. Life and dreams, if a bird doesn't know where it is going, it will never reach its destination. The dream of life is the goal that guides us to fly. Just like the song "Dreams support me, I can fly without wings!" " "Life is often lost and there is no way out. Dream is a bright light, as long as you don't give up, even a faint light can illuminate the direction ahead. Flap your wings bravely, and one day, you will fly to the clear and thirsty sky. In the process of flying over the Pacific Ocean, birds will experience storms, and once defeated, they will fall into the vast ocean. The journey of life is more difficult than this. If you can't stand the hardships of life, you will be defeated. In the storm, we should bravely raise our heads and stand up to meet the challenges of life! Life is like a bird. You should fly bravely and find your own sky. Birds grow in flight, and life can only fly higher and higher if they have faith and dreams. I hope our life can fly across the Pacific Ocean bravely with hope like this little bird. -550-word article 13: Grandma Bird is the janitor in the kindergarten. There are many birds in the kindergarten. I go to see them every Sunday. These birds include parrots, pigeons and many birds without names. Every time I go to see them, they chirp endlessly. At first, I thought they were begging me! Gradually, every time I see them, I do the same thing. Out of curiosity, I fed them food, and they all faced each other and were indifferent. Slowly, I got to know a little about their living habits. So they were talking to me. Every time I go there, I can stand in front of them for a long time and watch them do all kinds of actions. The more I look at them, the more I like them. What a beautiful bird! Grade 5, Nanyingliu Primary School, Qingxu County, Taiyuan: Chen Xiaochuan -200 words 14: Bird's New Home Arbor Day is coming. Xiaohong and Xiaoming plan to plant a tree together to protect the environment, green the environment and give the bird a home. It was sunny on Sunday morning, and they were ready to start. However, they have no saplings, and one person's pocket money is not enough. Finally, they agreed that everyone would take out 10 yuan pocket money to raise funds, and finally bought a buttonwood seedling at the flower and bird market. Then, they took the prepared kettle and shovel, quietly packed their bags and set off. They came to the mountain. Xiaohong and Xiaoming picked up shovels to dig a hole in the ground. At first, they were in full swing, but after a while, they were sweating like a pig, panting like cows, and blisters on their hands, so they changed their methods and decided that Xiaoming should dig first. After being tired, Xiaohong continued to dig, and the two took turns to work, and soon conquered the "fortress" of the pit. Then Xiaohong carefully put the sapling in and held it slowly, while Xiaoming buried the roots of the sapling deeply with soil. Then each of them carried a pot of water and poured it on the roots of the young trees. Finally, Xiaoming and Xiaohong made some exquisite nests on the ground, spread some grass in them and hung them on the treetops. After their unremitting efforts, they finally succeeded in planting a buttonwood tree and found a new home for the birds. Their faces are as dirty as clay figurines. They are gray and covered with mud, just like people crawling out of the swamp. But their hearts are as sweet as honey. It soon got dark, and when they got home, they were severely criticized. That's because their parents didn't know that their son and daughter had done a good thing and thought they had gone out for a day without permission. Later, after knowing the ins and outs of the incident, I gave them a good praise. Late at night, they dreamed that the buttonwood tree became a towering tree, and many birds singing in the trees danced. Fourth grade experimental primary school affiliated to Nanjing University of Information Science & Technology: official thought -650 words, 15: life of birds. The "pleasure" of birds is to live in a good environment. -Inscription I am a happy bird, born in an ordinary bird family in the forest. I am carefree all day and walk freely in the Woods. Or say hello to the little squirrel; Or say hello to Brother Green Leaf; Or shake hands with uncle and grandpa ... immersed in blue sky and white clouds, flowers and young leaves all day. I am the most carefree. I have many friends. We help and care for each other. One day, I said goodbye to my parents and went out alone. Appreciate the fairyland like a paradise: Sister Shanquan holds one side and shines on me, reflecting my happiness; Sister Baiyun is very busy, and the good nurse in the sky makes the sky show a blue smile; Brother Waterfall, a vigorous tenor, sang cadently and echoed in the forest ... One day, I flew to a city. The sky is filled with suffocating black smoke; High-rise buildings have replaced dense forests ... "Little squirrel, big brother green leaves, grandpa big tree, where are you?" I am eager to detour between high-rise buildings, shuttle between cobweb-like telephone poles, find everyone's smiling face and figure, and listen to the call of my family and everyone's laughter in the eager flight. But I fly around, I am discouraged, I almost despair. In this smoky city, in this noisy and impatient sea of people, where can I stay and where can my brothers and sisters find it? I kept flying and searching; I flew to the suburbs, eager for birds to sing to soothe my soul, but I only heard logging Tintin, and there were stumps everywhere, full of scars, which made me tremble; Where was my old paradise?