Among all birds, sparrows should be the closest one to human beings. Some people say that they are very angry. Some people think that sparrows are very alert to human beings and lack trust. Today, I have the honor to see a sparrow, both of which exist. But what shocked me most was its indomitable and noble spirit. Please listen to me to tell you slowly. The purpose of this trip is to accompany her husband to attend the training of the new curriculum standard in a middle school in the city, and take her daughter to relax by the way, which can be regarded as a sightseeing tour! After my husband entered, my daughter and I strolled around the campus, where there were trees, grass, stone chairs and pavilions. There are many places for rest, but there are advantages and disadvantages. After sitting there for a long time, I felt itchy all over my body, presumably bitten by mosquitoes in the grass. I didn’t dare to sit for a long time. I went to the east of the office building and saw the grandest creeper group I had ever seen, starting from the root of the wall and climbing to the top of the building, the whole building seemed to wear a green dress. I have never seen such a flourishing creeper! I have only heard it in textbooks before. Only the window is exposed in the middle, or how can the sun shine in! I pointed it to my daughter. After seeing it, she said: Wow! So many leaves! After that, I took her to the building again, which was still the same behind the building. The playground will be back. The playground here is as green as grass (except the runway) from a distance. It looks like a green blanket. When I look closer, it turns out to be just a plastic leather rope. It can be said that the grass color looks close but there is nothing! I led my daughter to stroll along the edge of the playground to the northwest corner, where the trees were relatively luxuriant and could enjoy the cool. There were sports equipment like swings placed under the trees, and my daughter certainly liked to play. This is where the story happened. As soon as we got there, we heard the noise of birds, and then we saw a sparrow falling from somewhere, falling into the grass under a tree, struggling for several rounds, sometimes looking up to the sky, belly up; sometimes my head hits the ground, and I don’t move. It seems that the fall is not light. How on earth did it fall down? What happened just now? How to explain the noise? A series of questions flashed in my mind. I thought: this Sparrow fell with the riot, and there must be some contradiction between them before. Presumably, those sparrows (there should be more than two) teamed up to bully this sparrows. Otherwise, how could it only fall down? After that, the sparrows dispersed and fled away! Thinking of this, I couldn’t help crying for this Sparrow. This poor Sparrow didn’t know where it offended all the sparrows. What happened between them unexpectedly made it the target of joint attack of all the sparrows. It would be a pity if it died. I carefully observed its every move about two meters away from it. It was still struggling tenaciously. I could hardly see that it had any pain, the feeling given to me is extremely stubborn. Maybe it is unwilling to die! Guess finished! I have seen a lot of sparrows in this situation. Most of them can’t last for two days. They are either plaything in children’s hands, eaten by other animals such as cats and dogs, or starved to death. This one should be no exception, right? Just when I tried to get close to it and wanted to see how it was, whether it could live and how long it could live, unexpectedly it flew up, flying to a corner nearly six meters away from me, the so-called safety zone, next, motionless. Is it a guy who wants to die by himself? What a backbone! I don’t want people to see it embarrassed when I die. No wonder people say it is very angry. I was really shocked by this sudden situation. Is this the desire of animals to survive? It must treat me as a bad person, thinking that I would hurt it. Otherwise, I would be too tired. At first, it was beaten down by many sparrows, and then it was a dying struggle; In addition, it was too frightened in the disaster riot, and it was possible that it could not be able to recover for a while until I approached it, the desire to survive prompted it to jump up and fly away. After listening to my analysis, my husband retorted: it might pretend to be dead. One sentence denied all my previous inference. I think it is not impossible. In the face of great disaster, in the face of life and death, what can animals think? However, I have only heard that bears can pretend to be dead before, and I have never heard of sparrows pretending to be dead! I would rather believe it is just tired. I stopped at the same place and stopped moving forward for fear of disturbing it again. But I am still not at ease. After it recovered for some time, I walked over carefully. This time it didn’t try to escape again, but still stayed there motionlessly. Different from before, this time its legs stand upright, its face faces inwards and faces the corner of the wall, and its eyes are glittering like black beans. It seems that it has recovered its vitality. I was relieved. I believe it will fly to a safe place again soon! I thought at this moment, my daughter came to me: Mom, what’s wrong with you? Oh, nothing I wake up. Then she left there silently with her daughter and blessings to the Sparrow. On July 29th, 2014, Audrey

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