我,一只饿了几天的野猫,上一次吃东西好像还是游客奖励我的一根过期火腿肠。我早已对树上那只燕子垂涎三尺了。中午,我在晒太阳,突然一声尖叫把我吵醒了,我怒气大发,连忙奔向“案发现场”。“案发现场”并没有我想象的血肉横尸,只有一只燕子楚楚可怜地趴在地上。旁边一个小女孩束手无策地望着那只燕子。看见这一幕,我转怒为喜,心里有说不 I, a wild cat who was hungry for a few days, had eaten last time as if it were an expired sausage from a tourist who rewarded me. I already salivate to the swallow in the tree. At noon, I was in the sun, a sudden scream woke me up, I am angry, quickly toward “scene of the incident ”. “Scene of the incident ” There is no flesh and blood in my imagination, only a swallow lying on the floor. Next to a little girl looked helplessly at the swallow. When I saw this scene, I turned to anger, my heart said no