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Bird's paradise _600 words

The sky in September becomes gray, like lead, or like a piece of cloth. In the eyes of officials, pure weather changes and small things still work.

In the eyes of philosophers, this is not a simple cloud, but the wings of birds, like blood-stained feathers, deeply pressing the so-called highest feed.

Mammals.

In a booth, full of blood and bits and pieces of simple feathers, in the evening light, very dazzling. Can hedgehogs sting people's eyes? No, does it hurt your eyes like a needle? No. This is an out-and-out sharp knife, an oblique soul.

When the morning came, the markets became lively one after another, and the white light gradually became stronger. At a bird stand, the first customer came.

"Director, what kind of bird are you going to mend today?" The director's round eyes searched for "how about this" on birds of all sizes.

It is too small. Eat a big one. "

"Well, I think this is the best. Your director is such a character. This suits you best. Look, how beautiful red eyes are!

"Well, that's it."

The bird thief smiled.

"It took me nearly two hours to catch this one. For the sake of old customers, it's 700 yuan."

"Ok, here you are." The director took out seven Qvanxian Zhang bills. Hanging the rope with one finger, he took the bird away.

"Director, this is a good bird. I climbed a 7-meter-high tree last night and caught it, but it was a bit strange. I didn't run when I saw it. I looked at me with my eyes. What a good bird! "

With the director gone,

"Lao zhang, you're here. Come (softly) and buy a bird. Otherwise I won't let you go. "

"There are people here, don't." Lao Zhang said softly, his voice was even lower than that of mosquitoes.

"Ok, ok, I'll deliver it to your home tonight."

"Just listen to you."

"Well, as usual, all right!" Lao Zhang said with a smile.

Here comes a teacher, a teacher in a certain district.

"Miss cui, buy one. You are very old and have never been here. "

"I'm poor! How dare you come! Lao Cui patted the bird thief with his hand. " It's just cheap

"You are too frugal." As he spoke, he caught a few from the big cage.

Three strokes of sunshine, the bird thief almost sold out. He said to himself, "It seems that I will lose a few years. How sad!"

The next day, the bird was stolen and died. It slipped down from the tree and landed on a bird.