(a)

On the second night of the movie, the whole team gathered in the auditorium to listen to a local veteran Red Army tell the story of the Long March. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Director Wang took the car driver to pick up the old Red Army, you and Teacher Wei and Teacher Xiao Liu from the base were responsible for maintaining order in the auditorium.

While waiting for the arrival of the old Red Army, we began to sing in groups under the command of Mr. Xiao Liu. Singing echoed through the auditorium.

This teacher Wei is also very good at marksmanship, and he used to be a professional athlete. His hobbies are fishing and bird hunting. Every morning, his classmates would see him carrying an air gun to find birds in the woods to shoot, string them together, and bring them home for wine. The birds are thin and meatless, and they don't really have anything to eat.

Some birds are not completely dead after being knocked down, and when they are put in boiling water to shed their feathers, they will make a terrible scream, which is unbearable to hear.

Mr. Wei is very impressed by your marksmanship, he has invited you to go bird hunting with you in the morning several times, but you have found an excuse and politely refused. At this time, when you were idle and had nothing to do, you stood by your side again, and Mr. Wei asked you out again. Again, you find a reason to refuse.

Teacher Wei said: "You shoot so well, but you don't engage in competitive sports, and you never use it to shoot live animals, no matter how good you practice, what's the use?" It's not a pity that the sword is hidden? ”

You smile and say, "Useful." ”

You say: "Practicing shooting can train a high degree of mental concentration, which will help us detect and quickly knock down the emptiness and cowardice in our hearts." ”

You say, "The real shot, the target to be knocked down is on the inside, not outside." ”

Teacher Wei said thoughtfully, "Inside? Not out there? ”

He said: "After learning to shoot for so many years, this is the first time I have heard such a statement. ”

You smiled and were about to speak, when suddenly there was a commotion among your classmates.

You and Teacher Wei both looked in that direction when they heard the sound.

(b)

Just as we were singing indoors, waiting for the story to begin, a little sparrow stumbled in from outside the window and landed on the head of Zhou Jian behind me, Zhou Jian let out a loud scream, which immediately caused a commotion of excitement.

The boys rose up and chased the sparrow.

The little sparrow slammed around the room in a panic, flapping its wings to escape from its pursuers. However, it looked as if it was injured, and one of its wings seemed to be broken, and it couldn't fly very high before it quickly fell.

Finally, it fell exhausted on the windowsill.

You see the boys lunging at it. You say, "Don't hurt it." ”

You go in that direction.

However, it was still too late, Zhou Jian grabbed it in his hand, and he shouted: "I caught it!" Caught! ”

In the midst of the commotion, many students leaned over to look at the sparrow, and after a while, they heard Zhou Jian say, "Its neck has been broken." "Probably when everyone was crowded, Zhou Jian accidentally pushed too hard.

Then, I watched Zhou Jian in the crowd with a smile on his face, learning the way the sparrow tilted its head after breaking its neck, which caused a burst of laughter.

I was saddened to see the tiny sparrow, with its head crooked and wings spread out, limp in his hand.

Why is everyone so happy?

Why don't people feel sad?

By this time, you have already walked past. You separate the crowd and walk in front of Zhou Jian.

You said to Zhou Jian, "Give me that sparrow." ”

You look around and say, "Everybody go back to their seats." Don't make a noise and keep singing. ”

The boys scattered and returned to their seats, Xiao Song looked at the dead little sparrow in your hand and sighed: "It's so pitiful, such a cute bird." ”

You look down at the little sparrow and check it, and it is indeed completely out of breath.

You gently lift its injured wing and look at it, revealing that there is a wound on it that has been pierced by an airsoft gun.

It's Mr. Wei's air gun. This is a little bird that was shot and injured by Teacher Wei in the morning.

What a day it struggled with, but in the end, it still couldn't get help.

You pursed your lips. Again, you say, "Let's keep singing." ”

You take the little sparrow in your hand and walk to the door of the auditorium.

Teacher Wei saw you coming over and said, "What about the sparrows?" Get me off the bar. ”

You didn't speak.

Teacher Wei said, "It's dead anyway." ”

You say, "It's too small, there's no meat." ”

Teacher Wei said: "However, it should have been my prey, I remember shooting it down in the morning, I searched in the bushes for a long time, but I didn't find it." ”

You say, "Give it to me." ”

You say, "Is that okay?" ”

Teacher Wei smiled: "You haven't eaten sparrows, have you?" The fried sparrows are delicious. You can try. Let the master help you get it. Cooking soup is also nutritious. ”

You say, "Thank you." ”

Teacher Wei said, "I think it's delicious, come with me next time to hunt birds." ”

You smiled.

At this moment, there was a burst of applause in the venue, and it turned out that Director Wang helped the old Red Army into the venue.

Teacher Wei and Teacher Xiao Liu hurriedly greeted them.

In the midst of applause, I saw you holding the sparrow, quietly turning and walking out of the side door, disappearing into the darkness outside the door.

(c)

"Guide, aren't you happy?" The story will be dispersed, and the students will walk out of the auditorium.

I'll hurry a few steps and walk with you. I look at your look and ask you.

You say, "No." ”

I asked, "What about the little bird?" ”

You say, "I buried it in the woods over there." ”

I'm looking at you.

You look down and say, "If I had gone faster, I might have been able to save it." It's just a broken wing, it's not fatal. ”

I said, "The sparrow is very impatient, and even if it passes in time, it may not be able to save it." It may also run away in panic and crash into the glass. ”

I said, "When I was a child, I had a sparrow fly in my house. I watched as it flew in from outside the living room to the south, slamming its head against the window pane to the north like a passing meteor, and then falling vertically like a stone. At that time, I was shocked and hurriedly walked in that direction. But just as I was starting, the sparrow flew up from the ground again, < again in a panic and crashed into the glass to the north, and then again with a thud and landed again. ”

I said, "I could feel the extreme panic and despair in its heart at that moment. ”

I said, "I don't know when it flew into my house, how long it has been lost in these glass jungles, and how frightened it is, that it is so desperate that there is no time for someone to help it out." ”

I said, "The sparrow, which fell again, fell into the paper basket." When I went to look at it, it was already dying. It stared at me for a moment with its round eyes open and met mine, and then, right in front of me, turned into a corpse. ”

You listened quietly as I told the story.

I look at you and say, "Guidance, sometimes, is just powerless. ”

I said, "Don't be upset. ”

You look at the street lights in front of you. You say, "Okay." ”

Even though you say yes, I know you're still feeling bad.

I also feel sad. (To be continued.) )