Yesterday, I had a dream again my sister moved down from the store upstairs two small flat cardboard boxes stacked on top of each other. She said there were chickens inside. I thought about those little chicks, which I remember sitting there for a while, and worried a little if they were okay. Then my sister dumped them all on the floor tiles on the first floor. This situation made me a little angry, and I thought it would be difficult to take care of. Small fluffy balls the size of broad beans swayed on the ground. Seeing such a large area, all of which are so small, I thought that the aisles would be a problem, and I was afraid that I would accidentally step on them.
I was really afraid that something would happen, my carefree sister really stepped on one or two when she walked through the chicken flock. I was heartbroken watching from behind, and while telling my sister to be careful, I went up to check the condition of the squashed chick. I saw that the original hairball shape turned into oblate pieces sticking to the ground, small and without blood.
I turned around and glanced at the group of chickens, and saw a strange chicken standing among them that was much bigger than the surrounding chickens. Looking at it again in a blink of an eye, I saw that both the strange chicken and the chicks the size of broad beans around it had grown in size. It was amazing that it took only a short while. What's even more amazing is that I found out that the strange chicken was not a strange chicken, but a bird.
Instead, with some food in my hands, I walked towards the zoo worriedly, worried about the bird in my flock, it was in the zoo, and I wanted to send it some food. The food in this handful was a little broken, and I sprinkled some on the road. I felt very sad, and felt that my bird would eat less.
When I finally reached the gate of the zoo, across the road, I saw the animal that came out of my house in the distance. It was standing on a high place and was looking at me, motionless. I took a closer look and found that it was a giraffe, small and a baby. I don't know if the food in the zoo is good or not, and I don't know how it lives.
At this time, the two middle-aged and elderly people in front of me were talking to each other about getting their ID cards. They were like a couple, asking each other to make sure they had their ID cards, and then turned right towards the gate of the zoo. And I suddenly found that I didn't bring my ID card, so I couldn't go in to see my giraffe. I looked sadly with the baby giraffe for a while, but turned back helplessly.
When I returned to the store, I was still sad about it. Looking at the flock of chickens running back and forth on the floor tiles, it seems that they have grown tough. The chicken feeder fed them some crushed peanuts. The chickens didn't eat well. They just looked around, pecked a few times, and then turned back and ran. There were still a lot left on the ground. I was arguing in my heart, thinking about how to eat such a good thing It seems that I have eaten too much of the delicious food, and I really have to eat a few meals of them. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com