Fengyue obsession

How could this rat just happen to land in his family's hiding place? The depressed and angry male pheasant wanted to go up and ask for more information, but he couldn't make sense, so he had to give up angrily.

If I knew that this rat was going to end up here, my family would have moved to another place long ago, so as not to burn their butts now and have to move temporarily; and the flying squirrel is also frustrated, and it doesn't know, if it knew , it had already thought of another way.

Although the hill behind is not high, it is an insurmountable obstacle for the cute little wild chicken.

There was no other way. The male pheasant, as the parent, had no choice but to take his mate and offspring and gallop from the side of the hill in the opposite direction to the long wooden chair. The human on the wooden chair is also concerned about the safety of his partner and offspring behind him...

But despite this seemingly harmless human being, he doesn't seem to pose any danger. Who knows? The heart is separated from the belly.

In the past, I often saw the same kind of people raised by humans in the village, who may be distant relatives, being slashed across the neck one after another during festivals. Especially when the humans drank soup and meat, the happy expressions appeared. Take a sample, tsk tsk...

The male pheasant always looked at me with unkind hostility. The human in front of me may be a part of it. Even though he has a good image of being harmless to humans and animals now, when it comes time to drink soup and eat meat, he will definitely run faster than a rabbit!

Pheasant chickens have a characteristic that they always like to find a place where they can hide or hide in the wild.

No, after they escaped from the original bushes and weeds, they quickly ran into the grass under another low bush nearby. The grass here was very dense and green, indeed It's a good place to hide.

The male pheasant took the lead and flew into the grass. The female pheasant and the chicks behind him also ran in anxiously.

Just when they ran in, the chickens' cries of"clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking, clucking" suddenly came from the grass. And there was a"crackling" sound...

I turned slightly sideways and looked over there, not knowing what was going on.

However, just as he looked sideways, a gray-yellow hare was suddenly and inexplicably driven out of the grass.

With two gentle movements, it jumped far away, turned back and stared with blood-red eyes, staring closely at the pheasant that had come up behind and settled down in the grass, with a look of unwillingness in its eyes, and a smile in its mouth. Chewing a handful of young grass, reluctant to spit it out.

Just now, it was happily enjoying the food, but unexpectedly, it was kicked out by the wild chicken without saying a word. It also left a long chicken paw mark on its face, and rabbit blood was oozing out. It was as simple as that.

The hare still didn't understand what had happened, but he no longer dared to make irresponsible remarks to the pheasant.

I just felt confused. Looking at the human not far away, a pair of long ears clicked back and forth a few times, then with a puzzled and unwilling look, I ran away in the opposite direction and jumped out. So far.

I stopped, and took a long and affectionate look at that patch of grass, hiding somewhere in the distant mountains...

I smiled softly, looking at the hare and the invisible pheasant in the distance, and I didn't realize how funny it was. , so happy.

The cool feeling of backing the chair is so good. The chirping of cicadas and insects all around, the warm and comfortable breeze of the mountains and forests, the guests living in the lake far and near, and the"irreconcilable" water and fire neighbors on the shore always make people smile secretly, and coupled with the fatigue of traveling all the way , which gradually made me feel a little relieved.

Just when I was getting wider and sleepier, I suddenly heard a quiet sound of"swishing, rustling, rustling" moving branches and grass leaves in the forest and grass not far behind me, echoing forward!

This kind of sound seemed like... My sleepiness gradually disappeared, and I knew without thinking that someone or some animal must be coming out of there.

Just listening to the sound of moving branches and leaves is far greater than the sound of stepping on the ground, it is not difficult to know that the creature that is about to come out at this time must be a creature that is not too big or burly.

I didn't look back, I kept my position, pretending to be deaf and ignorant, but my attention was secretly focused on that place...

After a while, with a loud sound of"swishing, rustling, rustling", a An adult wild deer with two branches and sharp antlers on its head, bright eyes, and unusual vigilance appeared in my consciousness!

I knew without looking back that it was good to have spiritual consciousness. I smiled slightly, but I couldn't help but turned back out of curiosity. When I looked at the wild deer, I secretly said in my heart:"What a beautiful wild deer."

Those. The mischievous racing cries of unknown insects that were far away, left, and right, and unknown where they were hiding, and never knew why they were tired just now, disappeared inexplicably because of the appearance of this deer... …

I don’t know what kind of wild deer this is. I just feel that this deer has bright eyes, a strong body, well-developed limbs and a light pace. Its furry ears frequently turn back and forth, and its moist and dark nose is constantly moving. The ground twitched and squirmed.

As if catching the possible danger hidden in the air, the light deer feet moved forward gently and steadily, looking very capable of jumping...

When I looked at it from a distance, the wild deer was also stunned for a moment. For a moment, it seemed that it would not expect to encounter an ancestral injunction here and there that it must stay away from human beings...

The sound of insects was silenced, and the wind passing through the forest was stagnant. At that moment, the deer and I looked at each other with an inexplicable and silent feeling of silence and depression!

I don’t know why, just when the deer and I looked at each other for a moment, it suddenly turned around and flew away briskly... There was still a faint smell of wild deer in the air. The fluttering of the wind disappeared without a trace in an instant...

I smiled slightly. Although I felt a little disappointed, but mixed with the various roaring and noisy sounds not far away, I still felt relaxed and comfortable.

He straightened his body, still leaning on the wooden chair, tilted his body slightly, stretched his legs, and moved his lower lip happily. He didn't say much, just wanted to have a peaceful state of mind at this moment...

In the silence, body and mind The relaxation and the gentle breeze of the forest made some poems floating in my mind gradually become clear - pine grass surrounds the quiet lake, green leaves and green branches peach orchard breeze,

Henghu Chenqiao's ancient atmosphere

, few pedestrians and birds. The bridge nest , mandarin ducks and teal ducks swimming around, playing in the water of the favorite peach orchard, cormorants diving in the lake occasionally peeking at the head, the quiet lake with beautiful scenery, worry-free fish are frightened and fleeing, diving east and west, always in the lake, lake turtles showing curiosity on the edge of the lake, stubborn eagles looking around the lake, knowing that there is no chance. Partial puppet show

I fell to the bottom of the lake and sighed to myself.

The ripples on the surface of the lake were slightly trembling. Who could I blame for the frightened timidity?

Occasionally, an egret passed by and roosted. Walking in harmony with the wild birds.

Suddenly, a stray deer appeared and the stranger disappeared without a trace.

Crucian carp swim leisurely at the bottom of the clear lake. Children 's hearts are filled with joy as they pat the bridge railings. Suga ducks poke their heads under the bridge. Why are they disturbing my tranquility? There are always squirrels watching from the shore. Together we compose the natural music of heart sounds. The depression in my heart is far away. It is rare to find a spiritual home. The chairs behind my back are cool and daydream. I hope I won't be drunk forever. wake up again

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