The three hundred and second Yue reader Zhao Xiaoyu.
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Zhao Xiaoyu. Medium ** member.
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Faculty of Mechanical Engineering Counselor.
The afterglow of the setting sun lit up half of the sky, and the clouds were as colorful as if they had been dyed with paint. I walked alone on the road at dusk, admiring the gorgeous and magical scenery around me.
At the corner of an intersection, suddenly a bird passed in front of my eyes, and I didn't see the bird clearly. It swept in front of my eyes and landed on a tree. The tree was not very tall, and I saw it combing its feathers on the tree, and sometimes crying briskly, and everything seemed so light and fun.
At this moment, another bird flew from the other side, and it landed on another branch of the tree. In the darkness of the light, all I could see was a vague outline, but thankfully the cheerful cry seemed to tell me about its existence.
It's not a bustling place, there aren't many people, but next to it is a small forest, where the sound of birds is especially pleasant, as if here, the traffic has become a rarity, and these natural spirits are the protagonists.
The light gradually dimmed, and the bird that had flown its wings at the time was fluttering, but instead of flying away, it landed on another branch of the tree. In the blur, I still seemed to be able to discern that it was walking on the branches, as if it were patrolling its territory, as if the branches belonged to the bird, and everything else had nothing to do with it. The woods in the distance are like the entrance to a labyrinth, and when the light leaves, there are hundreds or even thousands of lives hidden here, they guard this small forest, they are the kings of this small world.
Suddenly, in a crisp bird's call, the bird that came later spread its wings and flew straight into the black labyrinth. The other bird didn't seem to have any intention of going back, so I crept forward again to barely see it. It turned out to be just an ordinary sparrow, and it didn't seem to notice my presence, but turned its head to admire the surroundings. At the junction of day and night, I met this little creature. It seems that all the laws of time and space have failed, and the world is not the original world. It's just me and this sparrow, which might as well be a pleasure.
It didn't take long for it to shake its body, spread its wings, and soon disappeared into the black woods in front of it. By this time, it was almost dark, and the street lamps in the distance were lit up. The wind gently blows through the noisy streets during the day, and everything around is quiet.
I looked back at the grove in the distance, and it didn't seem to be terriblely dark in the absence of lights, but hundreds of lives inhabited it, and they dominated it, and they lived here every day and night.
When the birds returned to the forest, my thoughts drifted away, it was truly an unforgettable encounter!
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Author: Yang Chenxuan.
Reading: Zhao Xiaoyu, counselor of the School of Mechanical Engineering.
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