There was a dove in aunt’s house, which was her grandson’s little pet. That little imp always called it after school. It was also fed with water and food. Everything seemed to be so harmonious, but I didn’t find it so pitiful until one day my aunt took Xiaobai downstairs to bask in the sun. It turned out to be a Flying Pigeon with wings cut. It was in a large bird cage, quietly, pecking or drinking water, or pecking its white coat with its mouth. Some kids of one or two years old would pull their mother or grandmother to watch this dove, and these restless kids would touch the feet of the dove with their hands, after a while, he directly grabbed its mouth, which made the poor little flying pigeon nowhere to escape and could only hide in the corner. The hostess of the Dove, that is, the aunt, even put the dove on the ground for those kids to catch. It could fly freely in the sky, just like other flying pigeons, but its hostess cut its wings cruelly, depriving it of the right to fly. It could only walk slowly on the ground, but was still chased by some kids. Later, the kids went home with their families. Aunt might have been busy with other things. The Flying Pigeon with broken wings returned to the Birdcage again, the Bird Cage was caught by the aunt under the roof of the garage. It was quiet, without big resistance or loud noise. It only drank water occasionally, pecked at food occasionally, and occasionally raised its head and glanced at its companions flying through the air. The Bird Cage is fishing in the air, There was a small piece of white in the Birdcage, which was a small white, a poor Flying Pigeon with its wings folded. Stay in this big Birdcage until the end of its life.

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