每个人心中都有一道触动心灵的风景,而我的那道风景,就在病鸟展翅飞向空中的那一刻。不记得何时在树下发现了一只幼鸟,这应该是一只麻雀,从幼鸟嫩黄的喙上能看出它羽翼未丰。我想,它可能是从树上的鸟窝里坠落下来的。我伸出手,小心翼翼地将它抱起来。触碰到翅膀的一刹那,它猛地抽动了一下,我这才发现:它的翅膀受伤了。我将它抱回了家,放在一个纸盒里。 Every human heart has a touch of the soul of the landscape, and my view of the road, the sick bird wings fly into the air the moment. Do not remember when a young bird was found under the tree, which should be a sparrow, from which it can be seen that it is fledgling. I think it may have fallen from the nest in the tree. I reached out and cautiously held it up. The moment it touched the wings, it twitched for a moment, and I found out: its wings were hurt. I took it home and put it in a paper box.