树林中有一群群的山鸟,每天一早一晚我都去看它们,可我总也认不准某一只鸟,甚至搞不清它们的雄雌。在我眼里,它们都是一个模样。当然,我搞不清并不代表鸟们搞不清,它们整天叽叽喳喳地不知乐些什么,说些什么。我还搞不清花丛中的一只蜜蜂和另一只蜜蜂的区别。搞不清山坡上一只蚂蚁和另一只蚂蚁纠缠在一块是在恋爱还是在争食。 There are groups of mountain birds in the woods, and I go to see them every morning and one night, but I always disagree with a bird or even their male and female. In my eyes, they are all appearances. Of course, I do not know does not mean that the birds are confused, they twitter all day do not know what to say, what to say. I still do not know the difference between a bee in a flower and another bee. It is unclear whether an ant on a hillside and another ant are entangled in a love or competition.