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1. Describe bird movements and poems about birds.

Describe the movements of birds and poems about birds 1. Describe the movements of birds and quote one or two poems about birds.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"

Two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets flying into the sky-Du Fu's quatrains

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

1. When tidying up its feathers, the little white dove cocked its neck and used its pointed mouth as a comb, pecking its back east and west. Then, it buried its head in its wings and combed the feathers below. Then he lowered his head, took some feathers and put them under his stomach. The most interesting thing is combing the feathers on the tail. It flapped its tail, cocked it up hard, stretched its neck back hard, held the feather in its mouth and trimmed it from the tail root to the tail tip. Finally, it has to tidy the feathers on its head, which is its least serious work. I saw it lowered its head and scratched it twice with only one paw. After combing her hair, the little white dove flapped her wings and shook her whole body, and her feathers were fluffy, which made her look more beautiful.

The giant eagle returned to its nest. It descended from the sky, stood on the cliff edge of the big nest, looked up at the blue sky and looked down at the earth arrogantly. Then, its iron claws opened, its neck flapped, and it let out a whistle that shook the valley. The mountains responded, the leaves of the forest fell like raindrops, and the fog gathered in the valley was forced to retreat to the depths of the forest.

3. The lark in the sky and the oriole in the forest are all sticking out their tongues. The breeze squeezes their voices and distributes them to all kinds of creatures with or without ears in the mountains. Peach blossom listened with ecstasy, and couldn't help shedding a few pink tears, which condensed on the ground one by one. The grass was drunk, and fell down with the beat of the sound for a while, and got up again for a while, so there was no time to calm down.

2. Sentences describing bird movements, and quote one or two poems about birds of about 100 words.

1. When tidying up its feathers, the little white dove cocked its neck and used its pointed mouth as a comb, pecking its back east and west.

Then, it buried its head in its wings and combed the feathers below. Then he lowered his head, took some feathers and put them under his stomach.

The most interesting thing is combing the feathers on the tail. It flapped its tail, cocked it up hard, stretched its neck back hard, held the feather in its mouth and trimmed it from the tail root to the tail tip. Finally, it has to tidy the feathers on its head, which is its least serious work.

I saw it lowered its head and scratched it twice with only one paw. After combing her hair, the little white dove flapped her wings and shook her whole body, and her feathers were fluffy, which made her look more beautiful.

The giant eagle returned to its nest. It descended from the sky, stood on the cliff edge of the big nest, looked up at the blue sky and looked down at the earth arrogantly. Then, its iron claws opened, its neck flapped, and it let out a whistle that shook the valley. The mountains responded, the leaves of the forest fell like raindrops, and the fog gathered in the valley was forced to retreat to the depths of the forest.

3. The lark in the sky and the oriole in the forest are all sticking out their tongues. The breeze squeezes their voices and distributes them to all kinds of creatures with or without ears in the mountains.

Peach blossom listened with ecstasy, and couldn't help shedding a few pink tears, which condensed on the ground one by one. The grass was drunk, and fell down with the beat of the sound for a while, and got up again for a while, so there was no time to calm down.

The hibiscus bird slept beautifully. It stood with one foot curled up like a golden rooster and its eyes closed tightly.

This little bird is cute, with black feathers, big round eyes and blinking in fear. 6. Those swans paddle the lake with pink soles, and the ripples on the lake are swaying. From a distance, it is like a white sailboat swaying in the water, and it is like a white cloud in the sky reflected on the water.

I saw a peacock wagging its tail loudly. The beautiful tail is like a colorful fan in the fairy's hand, spreading slowly, and like a bright pearl sprinkled on it, which is very beautiful.

3. 100 A beautiful paragraph or sentence describing the movements and calls of birds

There is no 100 sentence, but the classic 20 sentences can be referenced: 1. Birds are my favorite animals.

Its small and exquisite wings are covered with beige feathers and feel furry. A small mouth sings tirelessly all day.

The enviable wings are their "arms". When they spread their wings and fly to the sky, their wings are strongly incited and become their only tool in the sky. 3. Little black eyes are so cute. These small eyes just reflect its cuteness. When people look at them, they will feel pity, which is an irresistible look.

On the oasis, a group of children looked up at the sky, expecting a spring bird to sing a short melodious song. They hope to get the precious information of spring.

Myna is black all over, only her mouth is orange, and she has a pair of eyes the size of pepper grains, which keep turning. It will also be called various cavities, with different lengths and thicknesses, which sounds euphemistic.

It can not only enrich the multi-cavity address, but also imitate people's speech! 6. Two small black beads are shaking back and forth in their eyes. Small mouth kept pecking at him. He has a unique feather and a pair of wings that can fly high. They fly freely in the arms of the sky, occasionally making clear calls. They are birds, children of Mother Sky.

7, the grass is not wide, only a few short trees, there are not many leaves on the trees, and some are already yellow. However, the grass is always so blue and green, which adds a little vitality to the campus.

I came to a place where there was no direct sunlight, and I dripped. My eyes look straight at the sky. It's blue. By it, I found a bird. 8. The rainbow bird is the patron saint of the rainbow. She likes to look up at the blue sky on the rainbow.

Her wings are very big and wavy, with colored dots on them, and her feathers are like pink skirts. There is a love in the middle of the abdomen, with colorful rainbows beside it. There are many little stars in love. Love is red and the little star is yellow.

The back is embroidered with a sky-blue bow, and the other feathers are orange. The feathers on the head are light purple headscarves.

She has watery eyes and a small mouth. 9. The cuckoo comes back every two or three days, always looking around on the balcony and staying for a while before leaving.

Once, the song "Go home often" was playing on TV, and the cuckoo poked around the room as if he understood the meaning of the song. 10, "Stupid Bird" is a myna. Since it was born, it has settled in my home.

Myna has a black feather, which is not plump and even bald in some places. Her sharp mouth makes a "chirp" from time to time. In the sun, it moved its petite body, limped and stumbled, just like an old man wearing sunglasses, hitting a wall everywhere, which was my first impression of it.

1 1, only cranes broadcast in the sky with magical stories of the seaside and silver wings; Wild ducks flapping their wings, splashing in the water, singing the sky-high "Warm, Warm"; Partridges call each other across the mountain, summoning long-lost couples to prepare for spring outing together; Like a proud poet, the stork recited the poem "How many flowers bloom, spring comes again" alone. 12. This bird is dark gray with white spots on its tail and black stripes on its abdomen.

Its left wing was broken and its wings were covered with blood. When dad looked at its wound, it trembled all over.

Its wound must be very painful! Dad said this kind of bird is called cuckoo, also called cuckoo. It eats caterpillars and is a good bird.

13. Looking up at the sky, you can see flocks of birds decorating the sky most of the time. One and two "birds" with red pigeons on their feet and pigeon whistles tied to their wings are hovering in the sky and flying around.

Is that a bird? Looking at this poor animal, I asked myself. 14. What about swallows? Is that clever and lovely little swallow a cicada? Light and dark feathers, goose yellow mouth, light body, graceful wings, and a pair of scissors-like tails fly obliquely in the drizzle, float in the morning light, hold your head high in the catkins, and spin in the mist.

15, there are white clouds and birds in the sky. When the light wings of birds fly across the sky, the sky remains serene.

There are no traces of wings in the sky, and birds have flown. Silent birds are just passers-by in the sky. It has its own world, just under its spreading wings, just in Lingyun's great ambition to fly.

16, its unique feather is its winter cotton-padded jacket. In summer, its feathers begin to fall off, so it can be cooler. When winter comes, its feathers will grow back, and this time the feathers are much thicker than the original ones, so that it can resist the cold in the cold winter.

17, not big, in the tree on the mountain. It just spread its wings without flapping; Just slowly hovering in mid-air, but did not leave that range.

It seems that there is nothing to do, but I still say that I don't know what to do. 18, imagine flapping its light wings and flying around, landing lightly on the wire.

Under the blue sky, the wire became a staff, the swallow became a note, and wrote a hymn of spring. Qinghai Lake is called "Xanadu", full of red and blue birds, white swans, beautiful crested ducks, exquisite larks and elegant black-necked cranes. This is really a paradise for beautiful birds! 19, what bird? Feathers are beautiful, maroon and shining with agate luster.

Like a crane, its legs are not that long; Like an eagle, but not so strong. Eyes as dark as ink crystal, looking at this group of strange children in disbelief.

It is covered in blood and its muscles are tense, so it can be seen that it is a little traveler who has experienced vicissitudes of life. 20. Birds can't fly far, and the sky becomes very low.

Feel the birds in the sky and us under the sky. Busy day after day, even if we have a pair of wings that can reach for the sky, it will degenerate.

At that time, all the feathers falling on the ground will be blown away by the wind, and at the same time, our dreams when we were young and frivolous will also be blown away.

4. Sentences describing bird movements

The swans paddled the lake with pink soles and swam forward. There are ripples on the lake. From a distance, it is like a white sailboat swaying in the water, and it is like a white cloud in the sky reflected on the water.

When the little white dove tidies up her feathers, she tilts her neck, uses her sharp mouth as a comb and pecks around on her back. Then, it buried its head in its wings and combed the feathers below. Then he lowered his head, took some feathers and put them under his stomach. The most interesting thing is combing the feathers on the tail. It flapped its tail, cocked it up hard, stretched its neck back hard, held the feather in its mouth and trimmed it from the tail root to the tail tip. Finally, it has to tidy the feathers on its head, which is its least serious work. I saw it lowered its head and scratched it twice with only one paw. After combing her hair, the little white dove flapped her wings and shook her whole body, and her feathers were fluffy, which made her look more beautiful.

Imagine flapping wings flying around and landing lightly on the wires. Under the blue sky, the wire became a staff, the swallow became a note, and wrote a hymn of spring. Known as "Xanadu", red and blue flowers and birds, white swans, beautiful crested ducks, exquisite larks and elegant black-necked cranes swim and sing here, which is really a paradise for beautiful birds!

5. Poetry about birds

Ancient poems about birds

The clothes and snow of the egret Du Muxue were covered with jade, and the fish were caught in the shadow of the stream. Surprised to fly in the distance and reflect the blue mountains, a tree pear flower falls Xiaofeng.

Du Fu's two orioles sang, a line of egrets went up to the sky, and the Xiling Xuemen berthed the Wan Li boat.

Goose, goose, goose, bent neck, Xiang Tiange, white hair, floating green water, Anthurium, sweeping waves

Xijiang Moon Night Tour Xin Qiji is on Huangsha Road.

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

Bai Juyi in Qiantang River in spring.

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. In the faint moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark. I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.

Tianjingsha, Ma Zhiyuan, Qiu Si, withered vines and old trees, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.