Will swans migrate to the Arctic Circle?

No, because swans want to live in a warm place, and the Arctic Circle is too cold. "A cold current is coming, let's fly south quickly!" "Swan leader reminds." Really, or fake? "A cygnet asked puzzled." Really, it can't be fake. "Swan leader seriously said that you didn't say anything, even though I didn't ask. "Little Swan doesn't think so." Can you fly? "An old swan asked doubtfully." It's dangerous when a cold current comes, so it's better to do it sooner than later! "The swan leader saw that the clouds turned gray again." The sun was hanging in the sky. I can't believe the cold snap came so early! "Little Swan looks at the warm sun, and her pearl-like eyes are absorbed in admiring the beautiful image in her own water, as if other people's comments have nothing to do with it. The coming cold is just a dream brought by others, far from it." Little swan, little swan! "The swan leader greeted him at once." Swan leader, I want to talk to you in order to care about me. You are a swan with experience, experience and compassion. "Little Swan looks at the swan leader." Everyone is practicing flying and ready to migrate. You should recover your strength quickly and stop wandering around. We are birds, and we can't travel long distances without hard wings! "The swan leader patiently explained." The sun is shining, where does the cold current come from? "Little Swan gave a word to the swan leader." No, it's hard to say. Cold snap can kill you! ""You don't need to take a positive attitude towards an uncertain question; There is no need to do something uncertain. For others, this is a small problem, which only affects personal life; You are different. As the leader, the lives of many people in the swan family depend on you, so think twice! "The cygnet warned seriously." Me? "The swan leader listened to the little swan and thought he should be cautious, but he had to migrate after the late autumn every year. I did this out of responsibility for the whole swan family and out of prudence. But I can't determine the migration time myself. Anyway, it's better to move forward. Otherwise, the cold current really comes, the lake freezes, and swans will face serious survival problems: they will starve to death if they can't find food, and they will freeze to death if the temperature is too low. " In addition, there are abundant water snails and aquatic plants here. Is it worth giving up such a good thing in front of you? This year, floods and droughts have occurred in the south, rivers have dried up and aquatic plants have dried up. "The cygnet never stops talking." How did you know? "Swan leader asked that there is more rain here this year than in previous years, which means that there must be less rain in the south. ""why? " The swan leader was surprised. Little Swan really knows a lot. "Because the clouds in the south flow from the north, there is much rain here, and there is no doubt that there will be less rain in the south, which is also the result of atmospheric circulation. "Little Swan has some scientific knowledge." Oh, it's possible. "the swan leader thought for a moment and retorted," but not necessarily. " "When swans eat and practice flying, I have been thinking about it. People always think that I am lazy and wandering. In fact, for me who loves thinking, I always can't get the understanding of others and become a lonely thinker, no, a thinker. I can stand this, but what I can't stand is not to sacrifice my racial life for my own whimsy. Truth is often in the hands of a few people, but once decision makers easily believe others, the consequences will be unimaginable. " "From the perspective of being responsible for every swan, you must come with us!" The swan leader had to give an order. The cygnet shook its head, shook its proud tail and swam away without looking back. When the last swan disappeared in the southern sky, this Xiaotian fluttered its wings, as if it still had this action in memory, but it was seldom done. Later, it practiced flying again, and fell heavily on a reed and splashed on a group of ducks. "It's still the little swan with high splash and beautiful feathers! "It is better for swans to show off their flying skills and postures to ducks than for ducks to approach swans. In front of this group of ducks, Little Swan has a sense of pride in all directions. Its feathers are pure white, while ducks are black. I am tall and big, dwarfed by ducks, and I have my own crow. " The cygnet is so beautiful! White feathers, red webbed, long neck. "Ducks kept praising. If the swan were here, the duck would be embarrassed to shout such a compliment, and the little swan would be embarrassed to accept their compliment. Now, and only now, Little Swan is willing to accept the praise of the ducks, because it has finally become the only beautiful messenger here and should be worshipped by others. During the day, a flock of ducks swam around the little swan, quacking at random, and a loud cry from the little swan shattered the glass-like sky. The clear water reflects the beautiful images of ducks around the swan, like a flowing painting, and the tall swan in the middle is like a proud little princess! Night is coming, which is the saddest time for Little Swan, not because there are no other swans, but because its beautiful appearance is swallowed up by darkness, and ducks can't see their beautiful feathers, let alone their envious eyes. Finally, I survived that night, and this trance-like mood more or less affected the mood of Little Swan the next day. Only the bright sunshine brings it joy, because its tall image can appear in front of ducks. Ducks eat and play on the lake every day and seldom practice flying. Low reeds are like tall Great Wall. No duck has ever flown over it, and the first duck didn't want to fly over it. Usually, they swim or drill holes in reeds. The cygnet didn't want to fly when it saw that the duck didn't fly. After all, it's hard, and it's uncomfortable to float freely on the water. It takes strength to flap your wings occasionally; Besides, my body is getting thicker and thicker like layers of clothes, and my fat wings are just hanging on my bloated body. My desire to fly gradually faded, and even the cry was drowned in the duck's cry. Little Swan gradually agrees that she is only the biggest duck in the flock. Because it seldom looks up at the sky, it no longer yearns for the high sky, and it is afraid of falling to death. Who knows that when we set out that day, the little swan listened to the call of the swan leader and flew into the blue sky. However, the white clouds blocked the sight of the swan leader, and the little swan took the opportunity to slip back and return to the ducks. At first, the swan leader was still thinking about the little swan flying with them, for fear that the little swan would desert or fall behind. The swan leader called back and the answer became weaker and weaker. Little swan, far away from the sky, no longer wants to fly. One day, the cold current really came, more and more places were frozen, and less and less water was not frozen. At this time, the little swan remembered that those swans might have flown to the south and ate the aquatic plants and fish in the lake. Why? Because it invented a recycling theory: if you can't eat fish here, it means you can eat fish in the south; Cold here means warm there. At this time, and only then, did Little Swan think it was right for the swan leader to let it fly south! However, everything is too late. Little Swan felt very depressed. The water is frozen, so she can't move in the water. No way, it rolled in the dust, shone on the ice, went into shock, became a monster, and a beautiful self disappeared. It's getting dark, and Little Swan wants to find an ice-free place to take a bath. It can't remember how many days it hasn't combed its feathers. Where can I find the lake? At that time, other swans were training to fly, but it wandered around the lake, turning around and knowing everything. Finally, in the dark, it finally found a place with dense reeds and rising sun, just enough for it to support itself on the water. The next day, a seemingly struggling cygnet froze to death on the ice. Ducks playing with swans were scared away and hid in reeds. They all showed a pair of strange eyes and looked at the strange dead bird from a distance. Little Swan didn't understand until he died: inertia is the root of all the evil consequences, but the excuse has locked himself in flight. Source: Overseas Abstracts Literature Edition