Eight 400-word diaries of good deeds.

One day, I came home from school. When I was about to enter the house, I suddenly heard the cry of a bird. Listen carefully again, it turns out that the bird's cry is coming from the stairs. So I ran to look for it. I found a little sparrow learning to fly.

It has a pair of little wings, and its feathers are not full yet. It jumped up and down in the corridor and bumped from side to side, which was very pitiful. I am distressed to see it flustered and irritable. I think if we let it stay in the corridor and not starve to death, it will also be hurt or eaten by other big animals. Thinking of this, I decided to send it back to nature and let it learn to fly freely in nature.

I struggled to block it in a corner and then held it carefully in my hand. At first it thought I would hurt it, struggled desperately and trembled with fear. I stroked its feathers and said to it, "bird, bird, don't be afraid, I'm here to take you home!" " "The bird seemed to understand what I said and didn't tremble. It arched my fingers with its furry little head and flicked my palm with its light and clever claws, which made me itch.

I gently took the bird downstairs by elevator and put it on a wide lawn. I reluctantly said to the bird: "bird, bird, nature is your home, hurry home and learn to fly!" " The bird jumped forward and chirped as if thanking me.