每个人的心中都有自己的信念。其中一些信念,是将生命变为火焰后锻造出来的,像一曲悲壮的灵魂之歌,飞扬在浩瀚天地间。荆棘鸟长得极为平凡,既没有斑斓的羽毛,又没有很强健的身躯。身为一只鸟儿却不会歌唱,那是多么痛苦?于是沙漠上空那个小小的身影作了一个重大决定——用鲜血孕育它的歌声。小小的剂棘乌奋力向前冲去,拼命地扇着翅膀,直到撞上锐利的黑色荆棘。它眼睁睁地看着荆棘一点点刺入它的咽喉,鲜红的血一滴滴染红羽毛和荆 Everyone’s heart has its own beliefs. Some of these beliefs are forged after the fire is turned into a flame, like a song of sinful soul flying in the vastness of heaven and earth. Thorn birds grow extremely ordinary, neither beautiful feathers, there is no very strong body. As a bird does not sing, how painful is it? So the little figure over the desert made a big decision - with its blood singing its song. Small agent splashes hard struggled forward, desperately fanned his wings until hit sharp black thorns. It watched as thorns pierced its throat a little, red blood dripping dyed red feathers and Jing