Recently, I saw a program about training eagles on TV. I watched the flying eagles fly away from their masters and fly back from afar. They flapped their wings and fought in the sky. They flew fearlessly, but when they returned, they were so attached to their masters.
I once raised an eagle, whose name was Xiaofei.
Xiaofei was picked up from the mountain. On a windy and rainy day, he was blown down from his nest to the ground by the strong wind. Fortunately, there were many fallen leaves on the ground, so he was not injured. When I saw it, its feathers were wet, its body was shivering, and it made a faint cry. I saw it was helpless, so I couldn't bear to leave it behind, so I took it home.
When I got home, my grandparents told me to throw it away, saying that it could not live, but I always believed that it would not die, because it was a vibrant eagle.
Then, I used a paper towel to dry the water on its body, and then used a hair dryer to dry its feathers. Gradually, he came back to his senses and was much better than when he was on the mountain. At this time, I suddenly found that he was so cute and had white feathers. The little curved mouth and his curious eyes are really cute. Then, with a soft and friendly cry, I gently touched its head, I knew it accepted me, and I became friends with it here.
In my opinion, friends need to be sincere and relative, so I regard feeding it every day as a help between friends. It is not bad, and it amuses me every day. It has a habit of flapping its wings outside the window every day, as if it wanted to fly out immediately. I think it must yearn for the outside world and freedom in the sky.
From spring to winter, Xiaofei grew very fast. From its sharp eyes, I knew that it was about to mature, but it still could not fly. Maybe it lacked the experience of the harsh environment in the wild, but I knew that it would work harder.
Since then, Xiaofei has been dancing and flying at home every day, repeatedly trying to fly. But just then I had another idea. If Xiaofei learned to fly, wouldn't he leave me? So I decided not to let it practice any more and locked it in the cage, but it still didn't give up. Even in the narrow cage, it would not hesitate to break its feathers and beat its wings resolutely. From then on, I knew I could not keep it, so I chose to release it.
Xiaofei's perseverance finally made him learn to fly. On my way back from school, I saw him flying on the roof of my house. I quickly ran to the roof, when it took an olive branch to me, put it down in front of me, then gently called to me twice, then slowly turned back and jumped up. How unrestrained it is when it flies in the sky. Watching it fly away gradually, I know it has grown up.
Seagulls will fly farther if they no longer love the sea. I think Xiaofei is the same. At the same time, I don't need to worry about it. Since I have chosen to fly it, I should let go of all my worries about it and deeply bless it.
Xiaofei, please fly! Soar in the sky, fly farther away
