Diary of feeding pigeons in People's Square

It was a sunny noon, and my mother said to me, "Let's go to People's Square!" "When I heard that I ran three feet high, I was so happy.

I skipped out of the house with my travel bag and sun hat.

My mother and I took the subway to People's Square.

As soon as I arrived at People's Square, flocks of pigeons flew towards me. Ah! These pigeons are really beautiful. Their white feathers are whiter than snow, and there are some gorgeous colors in their black feathers. The bright red nose and small eyes are amazing.

I asked my mother to buy me two packs of pigeon food and ran happily to feed the pigeons.

I ran among pigeons, and before I fed them, the pigeons ran away. I'm confused. Can I catch them? I asked my mother, "Mom, why did the pigeons fly away as soon as they saw me?" Mother said meaningfully, "You scared them. You should be careful. Kneel down to feed the pigeons and sprinkle some food on the ground. " . But the most important thing is that you should be patient and remember! "I nodded.

I learned a lesson from last time. This time, my steps are light and slow. I took the pigeon food and squatted next to the pigeon. This move really worked, and no pigeon flew away. I am secretly happy, but persistence is victory. I must concentrate so as not to scare off pigeons. I spilled some pigeon food, and the pigeons flew over and wolfed it down. Some pigeons bullied and ate one. Some pigeons just jump on other pigeons. I saw it, sprinkled some more, and the pigeon was finally satisfied. Gradually, more and more pigeons flew in. Soon, two piles of food were finished, and the full pigeons got into the grass to play.

"Goo goo, goo goo ..." Ah? Pigeons are chirping. Are pigeons calling me? I follow the sound. A little brother is catching a pigeon, and the pigeon is saying to me, "Help me!" " Hearing this, I ran to my little brother and said, "Pigeons are a symbol of peace. You can't catch pigeons, you should protect them. " Little brother nodded and went to feed the pigeons.

How time flies! We are going to visit the museum. I stroked the pigeon's feathers and the little pigeon was cooing. They seem to say, "Goodbye!" I took a picture with the pigeon and reluctantly left.

We should protect birds, let them live with us and let us love them! Protect birds!