The busy and full day is over, and we have a new view on people and things. Why not write a diary now? What kind of diary should you have seen? The following is my diary of feeding pigeons carefully, hoping to help everyone. Diary of Feeding Pigeons 1
Tonight, my father and I stayed in a hotel in Jiaojiang, and we wanted to play nearby. There is a Siming Square outside the hotel. I want to go there and my father agreed. I took my father's hand and skipped to the square.
We arrived at Siming Square, where there was a sea of people. There is a lake with colorful lights and a curved arch bridge. My father and I walked past the arch bridge and saw a beach near the lake. Many people were playing with sand, some were running around barefoot, and some were building castles. We walked across the bridge made of wooden boards and saw a circle made of wood. There were many people running and jumping in the circle, and everyone had a bright smile on his face. I walked in and found a flock of white pigeons inside, all white. Some white doves spread their wings across the lake, some were eating, and some were resting on sun umbrellas. Dad gave me a bag of food. I walked into the circle, poured some food into my hand, and then squatted down. A group of white pigeons came to eat by me and were eaten up by them in a short time. I put some more food, my hand opened, and a white dove flew over. It gently stopped in my hand and felt itchy. I touched its white feathers and flew away when my hand mentioned it. I watched it disappear in the sea of people.
that white shadow is imprinted on my mind. Diary of Feeding Pigeons 2
Today, I came to the park and gave the pigeons in the park a hearty meal.
I poured some pigeon food into my hand and squatted down. The pigeons smelled the fragrance and hurried to grab the food. Some pigeons swooped down from the sky and pressed on other pigeons, trying to swallow food for themselves. Some pigeons were very cunning. They shrank their necks and hid under the back of my hand, trying to peck pigeon food through my fingers with their red and hard beaks.
Pigeons were enjoying their delicious food. When they were having a good time, I saw the pigeons flying on the arm of my uncle next door. I also wanted to try. I raised my hand a little, and the pigeons craned their necks to peck at the rice. I decided to jerk, stand up and spread out my arms. The pigeons all flew with a shout. You squeezed me, I pushed you, and surrounded me three floors away. There was a clever pigeon who hooked my middle finger tightly with its red and thin claws, and lowered its head. The wheat in my palm was firmly grasped by its small mouth, and the pigeon proudly threw its head back and swallowed it. At this time, I felt that my hands were almost unable to hold on, and I fell straight. Suddenly, the pigeon flew with a jerk, which startled me. All the wheat in my hand was scattered on the ground, and the pigeons waiting in line swarmed and pecked all the wheat on the ground.
After feeding the pigeons, I left the flock angrily, but the joy of feeding the pigeons still reverberated in my heart ... Diary of Feeding Pigeons 3
Today is Saturday. My family of three went to Weifang to feed the pigeons, and I was very happy all the way. I saw tall buildings in front of my eyes in the driving car, which was very beautiful. After a while, we saw a long and wide Bailang River. A spray flew like white clouds and came to Weifang Park unconsciously.
as soon as we entered the gate of the park, several pigeons flew head-on, and the pigeons in the distance were all white, as if to meet us. I bought several bags of food in the food selling area and began to feed the pigeons. I spilled the food on the ground and attracted many pigeons. They scrambled to eat, and there was the sound of pecking everywhere. A pigeon flew over my head, and I felt its sharp claws grab my hair, as if white clouds had fallen on my head. I'm worried that it will pull bird droppings on my head. Pigeons "coo" on my head. I shook my body and they flew to my father's head. He became very funny.
hey! If I have such a flock of pigeons at home, I can feed them whenever I want, so it would be great not to go to Weifang. Diary of Feeding Pigeons 4
As soon as I see the topic, I believe that anyone from Puyang can guess where it is, yes, it is the central square!
I had lunch near the square. After that, I took my sister to one of my favorite places when I was a child-the pigeon farm in the central square. Far away, I saw a dark green net. I saw some white spots running around inside, and the pigeon farm arrived. I haven't been here for a long time, but as an "old hand", I changed three packs of feed myself and went in to feed my sister. I am not unfamiliar at all, and my specialty is still clearly remembered in my mind.
In a short time, my sister was robbed by my younger brother, but it's just what I want, so I can feed it well for a while. Hundreds of pigeons are walking in the net. At first glance, they are all white, but in a short time, they can find gray, black ... colored pigeons, and their tail feathers can reflect different colors like colored prisms.
When I found my favorite pigeon, I took out a pack of feed and poured it into my hand, leaning towards it in the air, so that it could be seen but could not be eaten anywhere. My goal is to let pigeons fly to their arms, but there are always some courageous "early risers" who fly to their arms at once and try to eat those feeds. Most of the time, I would shake my hand and let it fly, but this time a more beautiful pigeon flew up! Take a closer look at it, the whole body feathers are black, and many feathers between the tail wings shine brightly under the sun's reflection, which is very delicate. So I gave it a pack of feed and touched its head carefully, but it didn't resist, just continued to growl.
I took out the second and third bags, and directly filled a hand. I held it with one hand and reached out to feed it with the other ... While feeding it, a pigeon flew directly to my hand, kicking off all the feed. Ben's excited pigeon flew away when he saw that my hands were empty. I raised my hand at once, and it flew away without asking for trouble ...
After the feed was finished, my brother was ready to leave with my sister, so I followed. It is still fun to relive childhood games. Diary of Feeding Pigeons 5
On the morning of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, it was sunny. I went to Dongyuan Park to feed pigeons.
Before we reached dovecote, we heard "Ga? Gaga? Ga "cry, I quickly walked to dovecote, saw the big white goose in the weeds by the river, so this is the big white goose that the newspaper said cared for the pigeons.
The pigeon keeper is a kind-hearted grandmother, about fifty years old. I gave him three yuan in exchange for two small packages of pigeon food. Pigeon food is mainly raw corn, mung beans and my unknown food.
When I scattered pigeon food on the ground, a group of pigeons would gather together and compete for pigeon food. I found that the pigeons' feathers were as white as snow, as if painted with a layer of shiny white paint. I pour a little pigeon food on my palm and hold it in mid-air, and a clever and bold pigeon will fly to my palm to cut the pigeon food in my hand. One of the pigeons was very clever. After eating the pigeon food in my hand, she immediately flew to my little sister's hand to eat the pigeon food. When I took out the pigeon food, she flew back to my hand with a shout. The greedy pigeon flew back and forth in our hands several times, which made us laugh.
When I was squatting on the ground to feed pigeons, a pigeon jumped on my knee and ate pigeon food in the palm of my left hand. I reached out my right hand and gently stroked its snow-white feathers, and it played with me for a long time. I also heard the mother of a child next to me say, "The pigeons have all gone there. Give them something to eat quickly and bring them here." I heard this sentence and looked at a large group of pigeons around me, and my heart was full of joy.
lovely and beautiful pigeons spent a wonderful evening with me. Diary of Feeding Pigeons 6
There are hundreds of pigeons around Sophia Church, and the church and pigeons constitute a unique landscape in Harbin. From a distance, countless pigeons lined up in a "one" line and stood on the window edge of the church, looking leisurely. When tourists approached them, pigeons on the ground would fly in panic, driving a group of pigeons around the towering church and soon scattered on the window edge.
As soon as I approached the pigeons with pigeon food, they jumped away timidly. I took two steps forward, but they lost face and flew over the window edge of the church. I raised my arm and put pigeon food under the window edge, but one of the pigeons fell off its tail and left a pigeon droppings, which almost landed on me. I looked helplessly at the pigeons on the edge of the window, and the hot sun made me sweat, so don't mention how wronged I was.
Dad called me over. He patiently told me, "Pigeons are very alert. You can't be too eager to get close to them. Any big movement will scare them." Dad told me to lower my body, stretch my hands flat, and get closer to the pigeons little by little. He also taught me to coo. After practicing for a while, I saw a "spotted neck" beside the flowerpot, and I planned to try again. My mouth growled, and at the same time, I exposed the pigeon food in my hand and slowly approached it. "Spotted neck" looked at me and moved back two steps in fear. My hand remained motionless, and my mouth continued to call "Goo Goo". It moved closer two steps. Suddenly, after taking a bite of pigeon food quickly, it quickly walked away from me and saw that I was still calling it "Goo Goo", so I got the nerve to come back. It scratched the pigeon food in my hand, which tickled my hand. It was really interesting. The pigeons next to me were also brought by it. In a short time, I became a pigeon feeder.
my pigeon food is gone, and it's gone again. I have been squatting on the ground all the time, and I dare not stand, for fear of scaring the pigeons away. Even my sunglasses are falling off my nose, and I dare not help them. It seems that feeding pigeons is really not an easy job. Diary of Feeding Pigeons 7
Early in the morning, my mother and I went to the pigeon house in the park to watch pigeons.
when I came to the pigeon house, I smiled and befriended the pigeons, and approached them softly. Who knows, the pigeons immediately entered the first-level alert state, jumping up and down, "Goo Goo, Goo Goo" kept barking, as if to say, "If there is danger, run away." Suddenly, while I was unprepared, a brave pigeon flew straight at my face like an archery, and I was so scared that I quickly bent down and squatted down that I escaped its "sneak attack". Then, I quickly took out the prepared rice and rice from my bag and spread it in my hand to please the pigeons. After waiting for a little while, a pigeon really flew to me and pecked my palm with its mouth, which made me itch and I couldn't help laughing. Other pigeons also flew down in twos and threes, swarming, and it seems that they all want to occupy a good seat to eat! As a result, the pigeons who didn't grab the seat squatted on the ground dejectedly, and they were so wronged that they were about to cry. Gradually, these pigeons are no longer strangers. After eating, they fly around me, play or stop on me to play coquetry. They even kiss me from time to time, which makes me so elated that I don't want to go home. Diary of Feeding Pigeons 8
Today, my mother took me to feed pigeons in the downtown square. Feeding pigeons is really interesting. Look, little pigeons are everywhere, some are strolling around leisurely, some are eating pigeon food around people, and some are spreading their wings and flying.
I spilled some pigeon food on the ground, and "hoo-hoo" came. Several pigeons came, eating bit by bit, and looked at me after eating, as if to say to me, "Little Tianzi, is there anything else?" We are not full yet. " Mother pointed to an aunt and said, "Tianzi, look, that pigeon flew to the aunt's hand." Pigeons are eating pigeon food in that aunt's hand. I want to feed pigeons like this, but I'm afraid they will peck at my hand. My mother encouraged me to say, "It's okay, you see grandma feeding me like this." I poured pigeon food into my hand and stretched out my hand. Wow! The little pigeons all came to eat. The way they eat is really cute.
When the bird food was finished, my father came. He caught a white pigeon. My father said, "This is a little pigeon." I saw a beautiful pigeon like a peacock, with bright and shiny light green feathers on its neck. Dad said, "That's an old pigeon." Mother asked curiously, "How do you know which is the old pigeon and which is the little pigeon?" Dad said, "The old pigeon has a short mouth and Mao Ming." Mom smiled and said to dad, "You are amazing, and you know that." Dad smiled proudly and said, "I'm awesome!" "
feeding the pigeons is really fun! I'll feed them again next time.