How to write a composition at the end of describing a bird

1. I became a bird. How to write at the end of my composition? Everyone has his own wishes. For example, being a monkey king has infinite magic; I want to be a bird. I want to be a bird. I don't have to carry that heavy schoolbag and come to school early in the morning. Not to mention being forced by my mother to go to cram school and listen to my mother's nagging; I don't have to worry about the exam. My weekly composition and blackboard newspaper are like cats. I am so entangled that my brain can't think. I want to be a bird. I fly freely in the sky, doing nothing all day, waiting for my mother to find food at home. It would be great if I could do what I want at any time. I want to be a bird. In spring, I flew back from the south, bringing a revival to a large area and making spring full of vitality. In autumn, I fly from the north to the south to tell people that winter is coming. I want to be a bird. But my mother told me that birds without ability will be eaten by hunters ... I don't want my fate to be so bad. I want to be a bird, a bird that stands on its own feet, flies freely and is not eaten by hunters. I want to be a happy bird. I want to fly freely in the sky, sing euphemistic songs and look at the blue.

I became a bird. How to write at the end of my composition? Everyone has his own wishes. For example, being the Monkey King has infinite magic. I want to be a bird. I want to be a bird. I don't have to carry that heavy schoolbag and come to school early in the morning. Not to mention being forced by my mother to go to cram school and listen to my mother's nagging; I don't have to worry about the exam. My weekly composition and blackboard newspaper are like cats. I am so entangled that my brain can't think. I want to be a bird. I fly freely in the sky, doing nothing all day, waiting for my mother to find food at home. It would be great if I could do what I want at any time. I want to be a bird. In spring, I flew back from the south, bringing a revival to a large area and making spring full of vitality. In autumn, I fly from the north to the south to tell people that winter is coming. I want to be a bird. But my mother told me that birds without ability will be eaten by hunters ... I don't want my fate to be so bad. I want to be a bird, a bird that stands on its own feet, flies freely and is not eaten by hunters. I want to be a happy bird. I want to fly freely in the sky, sing euphemistic songs and look at the blue.

The bird imagines the beginning and end of the music. Our family has a lovely little white bird with white feathers, a small red mouth and a pair of black eyes, which is very beautiful. The little white bird jumps around in the cage all day and moves when it sees anything. Once, mother tied a rope to the cage, and the little white bird immediately jumped down to play with the rope. After a while, it knocked on the cage with its sharp mouth. It jumped on the small swing again and shook it. The little white bird eats cuter. When she puts the food in the cage, she will jump over and eat it. I see the bird's mouth is like a sharp knife. I put the hard millet in it and bit it open in a few times ... Every morning, the bird stands in a sunny place and basks comfortably in the sun. If she is happy, she will stand on the table and shout loudly. If she is unhappy, she is in the cage.

4. At the end of the composition about birds-Angels in Autumn-Goose Autumn is the happiest season for people, because autumn is the harvest season, full of people's laughter.

I like autumn because I like wild geese in autumn. When you walk in the autumn fields, you see endless scenes of green and yellow everywhere.

Grass is no longer as vibrant and United as spring. On the contrary, he looks very old and weak, like an old man who can't stand the cool autumn wind. Everything here is lifeless, and it is very quiet around. Only the sound of the wind blowing through your ears makes you feel depressed and empty, doesn't it? However, at that moment, a song woke you up. You suddenly looked up at the sky and saw rows of neat birds flying south. What will your depression be like at this moment? At this time, I suddenly felt refreshed.

That is the wild goose, a bird with high consciousness. It is a strong-willed bird, which will not be intimidated by difficulties at any time and will stick to it; It is a bird with a strong spirit of unity, always thinking about the interests of the team.

Goose, with brown feathers, E79FA5E98193E78988E69D831333262383539 has a white abdomen, a flat mouth and short legs. Although it has no melodious voice like a nightingale, its majestic and powerful voice is as loud as thunder. Although not as beautiful as a canary, its agile and majestic posture shows its elegance in the sky. Didn't you get any inspiration from the geese when you saw them? Don't you want to think about its strong willpower? Don't you think their spirit of unity is valuable? I like geese because their qualities are worth learning.

You can't like something just because it looks beautiful, what you want to see is its inner beauty. Birds in my hometown are spiritual and worldly, like simple villagers.

Every time I go to work in the city, I think of them and I think they will think of me, too. Every time I walk on my way to work or stroll in the fields in the suburbs, I will see three or five birds jumping on the roadside or branches. I think it must be a bird from my hometown. I called them and they ignored me. They are afraid that I will hurt them. They hid from a distance and looked at me with hostile eyes, so I had to walk away.

They may not be the birds in their hometown. I finally went home when I was bored. As soon as I got off the bus, there were some birds singing at me on the big tree in Zhuangtou. Then my mother came out, and my cat and yellow dog came to pick me up like a ceremony. I was ecstatic, and my deep depression disappeared instantly. The smile on my face expresses my excitement and gratitude.

Mom said, look, it's still home. Well, birds and dogs, when they see you, they will bark. How close they are to you! Yes, when I came to the countryside, I felt like an old man, and my impetuous heart calmed down instantly. I hear birds chirping, as warm as hearing my mother call me by my birth name. I began to pay attention to the birds in my hometown.

I especially liked birds when I was very young. I followed my mother like a follower, begging for birds. At that time, I called them birds. My mother is busy with farm work, so if she doesn't catch any birds, I will make trouble. When I make a scene, my mother gets anxious and hits me. When my mother hit me, I cried badly. Seeing my mother looking at me, I cried louder and shed more tears. Laugh at me, cry without tears, and the yellow dog will lick it. I didn't know that my mother called them. As soon as they laughed at me, I started fighting with them. As soon as I fought them, they said, don't fight us. Let's dig out the nest. I suddenly laughed when I heard that the bird had been dug up. Let's dig up the bird. To dig up this bird, we must find a nest. There are two ways to find the bird's nest. One is looking under the eaves of a newly built new house where no one lives. Sparrows love to be lazy and like to find a gap under the eaves to make a nest. Let's look for it from this village first. If there is no one in this village, we will look for it in other villages, and we must guard against dogs.

Once, Shandan was bitten by a dog in Biezhuang. When Sandan came home, he blamed us for bringing him, and even beat Sandan up. At that time, he didn't blame us. Sandan saw a bird's nest in a big tree, and Sandan ran to the tree. There happened to be a big flower dog under the tree. Sandan asked him to go, but he didn't go. When Sandan was in a hurry, he hit it with mud. This blow can be used to describe my bad luck. That time I found my target, a tall acacia tree, and they forced me to climb it, saying that I would climb two birds. If you give me three eggs, I will climb up. Before I approached the Bird's Nest, I was stung by a furry thorn. I gritted my teeth and continued to climb the twig. I was overjoyed to see the fish in the bird's nest.

It took me a long time to wake up. After that, I never dared to dig birds in trees again. I haven't eaten much for several days, and I am always awakened by the cry of an old bird in my dream. My mother said that I lost my soul and I was called by the number of soybeans. It didn't work for a few days, and I was hysterical in the middle of the night.

At that time, I gradually understood the love of the old bird for the little bird and the love of my mother for me. I stopped catching birds in middle school, and I began to like them. I wrote many sentences about birds in my diary.

One summer, my family took a nap after finishing their work. I sat on the straw mat in the first room and watched the swallows foraging. Every time the old swallow takes food, the little swallow in the nest will pull out his yellow mouth to welcome him. I saw the difference between the old swallows. They take food in the next shift. I want to make sure that one is the mother and the other is the father. I have been peeping all summer, an interesting story about the swallow family.

On the day when the little swallow came out of the nest, the old swallow kept singing and hovering in and out of the nest. I hid in the east room to peek, and the old swallow sang outside the nest. How do they carefully guide the children out of the nest? What wisdom and courage it takes! I prayed for them secretly, for fear that the first few would fly out smoothly, and the last one might be weak and fall on the bed in the main room, so I slipped out.

I became the end of a bird's composition. A: 1. If I become a bird, I want to work for my country. I want to work hard, work hard! I want to live with dignity, I want to fly to my own sky, my own land and my own world! Birds can look to the future, but can't we? Let's catch up and work together to create a better future! I want to be a beautiful bird and fly freely in the blue sky.

I want to be free! I long for freedom! I want to be a bird! 5. I am a bird. I must tell mankind not to destroy the earth and forests any more. "Man! In order to protect the earth, you look for another planet to live in the universe, but there is no planet for human survival, so take good care of the earth.

6. Write an article about birds. Bye, birds.

One noon, I just finished lunch and went to the top floor to play. As soon as I got up, I saw a bird calling there. It was so sad and miserable. I quickly approached it. It doesn't fly or run. On the contrary, it kept barking at me. At this time, its voice was a little smaller and less sad, as if it were pleading with me. But I still don't understand these bird words. I approached it carefully and quickly held it in my hand. God, the bird's leg is hurt and it's still bleeding. Before I could think about anything, I shouted, "Dad, help!" " . At this time, my parents were frightened. They ran upstairs as fast as they could. What's the matter with you? I said it wasn't me, it was the bird in my mouth that was hurt. If it bleeds again, please help it, or it will bleed to death. Before I finished, my mother went downstairs and soon found some medicine. Then, our family disinfected, medicated and bandaged it. In a short time, the bird was successfully stopped bleeding and bandaged.

What now? This bird can't fly If left unchecked, it will definitely starve to death or become inflamed. So, I put it upstairs, built a small room for it and put a rice bowl. Every day, I will send it food and water on time and change its medicine once a day. Seems really sensible. Every time I see it, it will chirp, and I won't run around after changing the medicine. In less than a week, under my careful care, the bird's injury soon recovered. I am very happy to see the bird recovered and will be alive and kicking all day. But I am also a little sad, because the teacher told us to take good care of birds, and nature is their favorite place.

I want to say goodbye to the bird. That afternoon, I specially beat an egg for it and watched it finish. I opened the cage and let the bird out. I want it to go into nature and find its partner. It just jumped out. It didn't fly, but stopped on my arm, chattering incessantly. I knew it must be saying something to me ... I waved my hand and it flew into the sky on its own.

Goodbye, bird! Goodbye, dear friend!