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The weather is getting colder and colder. When I woke up in the morning, I saw a layer of water vapor on the bedroom window. I reached out to wipe it, and found a small bird shivering on the window sill outside the glass. My daughter said, it was also basking in the sun at noon yesterday. Could it be that it was left behind when flying south? She begged me to make a nest for the little bird to keep warm.
So I came up with some ideas in my mind. I found a foam box and cotton to make a bird’s nest, dug a door hole on the side, and built a rain-shielding edge with a plastic board on the top—it’s raining now. I’m not afraid of getting water in the bird’s nest and wetting the cotton. Open the window, the cold wind blows on the face, but the heart is warm. I fixed the bird’s nest on the corner of the window sill so that it would not be afraid of the wind. And sprinkle some millet grains around to invite its new owner. After closing the window, I happily looked at the bird that was already hiding in another corner of the window sill.
The bird also looked at me, flapped its wings and flew away, and did not come back the next day. Perhaps only human beings are creatures that are comfortably domesticated and whose beauty is abrupt man-made objects.
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