Good mood: from the crisp sound of birds singing

1, "Twitter", "Twitter" Every morning at five or six o'clock, the birds will start a "concert" on time. "Gee," that's the chick calling its mother, which is feminine in euphemism. "Haw, haw, haw" is the sweet cry of thrush. It sounds more like a singer singing beautiful songs and a performer playing melodious flutes. "za ..." it was the joyful sound of sparrows, as if calling their companions to fly down and jump down from the tree.

Ah, why is this bird in the tree so happy? Look! What is it doing? Oh! It turns out that this oriole has laid several round eggs! It jumped happily, flying to this tree for a while and to that tree for a while. Soon, dusk came, and the oriole was still painstakingly protecting its "egg baby" ... "Goo goo" cried happily. How happy that voice is!

Half an hour later, birds circled in the sky, singing and flying from tree to tree. Slowly, the crisp and pleasant singing of birds died down, and the birds flew everything home. Today, as soon as I got up, I heard the chirp. I opened the window and looked, ah! It was singing in the trees the bird. Singing, I think the birds are singing to welcome the new day. Look at the cuckoo in the cage! Although it enjoys the doting of its master and lives a happy life, how much it hopes to return to the nature it yearns for! But it can do nothing but "goo goo" in the cage, and its voice is so sad and desolate. ...

4. Look! Orioles are jumping around happily on the branches. Listen! It sang a sweet song, and the song began to be sad and melancholy. Suddenly, the sad and dim song turned into a cheerful tone, pouring like a tinkling spring … extremely smooth. Indeed, the singing of oriole makes people feel worried, because it is so happy! Listen, the loud and harmonious music of "giggle", "goo goo" and "chirp" is spreading and rippling in the community. There is a big tree in front of my house, and birds can always be heard singing in it all year round. Sometimes it's one, making a melodious sound alone, as if showing off his voice; Sometimes there are three or two, each with a branch, each making a moving cry, like a music competition; Sometimes it's a group, chattering, as if no one refuses to accept anyone.

I can't wait to open the window to see the "concert" held by the bird. I saw the birds on the far left singing bass, chirping in a low voice, the birds on the far right singing alto, and the birds in the middle singing treble. Twitter, Twitter, Twitter, Twitter, Twitter, Twitter, Twitter. I clearly heard a bird's beautiful song "Di Li Di Li", which made a turn in the air and reached my ears. I close my eyes and feel the beautiful sound with my heart. This voice is hovering in my heart, lingering. I was deeply intoxicated by this song, and my body couldn't help swinging.