Components related to Meishan diet

There is a dense forest next to the "Mobile Communication Bureau" on the road around Meishan Lake, which is a paradise for birds and sparrows.

Walking on foot, rows of dense banyan trees stand on both sides of the street like mighty soldiers. In the distance, there were a few clear birdsongs, like sweet music, lingering in my ears. Approached, I saw countless sparrows shuttling back and forth between branches, singing loudly.

I watched carefully, my eyes at a loss. Look at this clearly, miss that again, see that, and the other one flies again. Some sparrows are singing in the branches, some are playing, some are talking with their heads down, and some are standing quietly on the branches, as if waiting for their families to return.

Under the tree, cars come and go, people are crowded, and people stop to watch from time to time. What a harmonious picture of people and birds living in harmony.

It's getting dark. I should go home. A few sparrows seemed to know that I was leaving and sang a "farewell song" for me. I can't bear to get on the bus, and look back from time to time to see the disappearing "sparrow paradise".