夕阳西下，金风送爽。夕阳染红了大地，远方飞来了一只鸟，夕阳的余晖洒了它一身，它变成一只金灿灿的鸟。鸟儿轻轻地落在树窝上，窝里不时传来叽叽喳喳的吵闹声。我好奇地望过去，窝里有几只黄绒绒的小脑袋探出来。哦，原来它当妈妈了，我不禁想起了那个风雪交加的夜晚……
The sun is setting in the west, and the golden wind is refreshing. The setting sun dyed the earth red, and a bird flew into the distance. The afterglow of the setting sun scattered all over it, and it turned into a golden bird. The bird gently landed on the tree nest, and from time to time, there were chirping noises coming from the nest. I looked over curiously and saw several small yellow fluffy heads sticking out of the nest. Oh, so it's become a mother now. I can't help but think of that stormy night; …
“咚咚咚”像往常一样的敲门声，是妈妈回来了，只见她手里捧着两只毛线绒的小家伙，原来是两只十分可爱小鸭子，黄绒绒的小脑袋，黄绒绒的身体，两只眼睛小小的，像两个亮亮的珍珠。摸上去毛线绒的，像是两只毛绒玩具。我摸着它们黄绒绒的小脑袋，表示欢迎新来的两位“家庭成员”。我幻想，这两只小鸭子长大了以后可以生许多小鸭子，要是它们排成一队去游泳，那该多有趣呀！可是现实不如想象那么好，现实是残酷的，没几天就有一只小黄鸭死了，看着另一只十分孤单没有“伙伴”的样子，我让妈妈把它送给了乡下的养鸭人。
“ Dong dong dong dong” As usual, there was a knocking on the door, and it was my mother who had returned. She was holding two small fluffy creatures in her hands, which turned out to be two very cute ducklings with fluffy yellow heads, fluffy yellow bodies, and small eyes like two shiny pearls. It feels like two plush toys. I touched their fluffy little heads and welcomed the two new arrivals; Family members;. I imagine that these two ducklings can give birth to many ducklings when they grow up. If they line up to swim, it would be so much fun! But reality is not as good as imagined. Reality is cruel. In a few days, a little yellow duck died, and watching the other one was very lonely; Partner” I asked my mother to give it to a duck farmer in the countryside.
看着那只天边飞来的鸟，我想，鸟儿她有翅膀呀，能飞到好远好的地方，我可以让她帮个忙，请她带走我对小黄鸭的思念。拿什么把那只小鸟引过来，和她讲上话呢？我想了想，小鸟不是喜欢吃米吗？于是我找来米粒放在小鸟儿附近的一棵树下，悄悄地躲到树后观察，盼望着她快点过来，早点了却我的”心愿”。不一会，那只鸟真的飞过来觅食了，她一边啄食，一边左右斜着眼睛，警惕地打量着四周。鸟儿没有发现我，我一阵欣喜。没想到饱食后的小鸟，好像早就发现了我，竟然一蹦一跳到了我跟前，嘴里还“吱吱吱，吱吱吱”的叫个不停，似乎在告诉我：谢谢你！我一定会把你对小黄鸭的思念传递给它。
Looking at the bird flying from the sky, I think it has wings and can fly to great places. I can ask her to help me take away my longing for the little yellow duck. What can I bring over that little bird and talk to her? I thought for a moment, don't birds like to eat rice? So I found a grain of rice and placed it under a tree near the little bird, quietly hiding behind the tree to observe, hoping that she would come over soon and leave me early; Wish;. In no time, the bird really flew over to look for food. While pecking, she squinted her eyes from side to side and looked around vigilantly. The birds didn't notice me, and I was overjoyed. I didn't expect the little bird, after being fully fed, to have already noticed me and jump up and down in front of me, with its mouth still full; Squeak, squeak” He kept screaming, as if telling me: Thank you! I will definitely convey your longing for the little yellow duck to it.
我久久地注视着那只飞向天空的小鸟，直到消失在视野里。
I stared at the little bird flying into the sky for a long time, until it disappeared from my sight.