白鹭是一首精巧的诗。 色素的配合，身段的大小，一切都很适宜。白鹤太大而

Egret is a delicate poem. Fit, figure the size of the pigment, everything is appropriate. Crane too big too stiff, even as ibis or gray herons pink, think big, and too unusual. However, egrets but because it's common, and it was forgotten beauty. That Mino white hair, that streamlined the structure of the body, and that long iron-colored beak, that blue feet, is too long by one-half, minus one points is too short, one of the prime suddenly too white, one is suddenly Dai too black. In the fields of water, when there is a two egret standing fishing, the whole field has become a picture embedded in the glass box. The size of the field seems to be off for the egret designed mirror box. Sunny morning, often see it lonely tree standing in excellent shape, looks like less secure, but it is very leisurely. This is a hobby other birds difficult performance. People say it is in sight whistle, whistle in sight can it really do? Dusk sky occasional low-flying egret, is a boon of a rural life. That is the clear visualization, but also have a life. Some people may feel fly in the ointment, egrets not sing. But egret is not in itself a very beautiful song? - No, the song would be too loud. Egret it is a poem, a prose poem in rhyme bones.

The white dragonfly is a delicate poem. The match of pigment, the size of the body section, everything is very suitable. White cranes are too big and stiff, even if they are pink jugs or gray herons, they feel a little bigger and unusual. However, because of its common, but people forget its beauty. That snow white hair, that the whole body of the streamlined structure, that iron-colored long, that blue foot, the increase of one point is too long, minus one point is too short, one of the vegetarian is too white, one of the Dai is too black. In the clear water field, there is a two white storkstanding fishing, the whole field will become a picture embedded in the glass frame. The size of the field seems to be a mirror box designed by the mind man-made white stork. On a sunny morning, every sight of it standing alone on the top of a small tree seemed restless and steady, but it was very leisurely. This is a hobby that other birds find difficult to show. People say it's at the whistle, but is it really at the whistle? Dusk in the air occasionally see the low fly of the white stork, but also a kind of favor in the life of the country. That's the image of Qingcheng, and it has life. Perhaps some people will feel that the Beauty and The United States are inadequate, and that the white stork can't sing. But isn't the white dragonfly itself a beautiful song? No, the song is too bad. White is really a poem, a prose poem rhymed in the bone.

Egret is a delicate poem. The combination of pigment, body size, everything is very suitable. The white crane is too big and stiff. Even if it is pink Ibis or grey heron, it feels bigger and unusual. However, because of its common, egret has been forgotten its beauty. The snow-white coir hair, the streamline structure of the whole body, the long iron beak, and the blue feet are too long to add one point, too short to subtract one point, too white to use one element, too black to use one Dai. In the clear water field, when there are two egrets standing fishing, the whole field becomes a picture embedded in a glass frame. Tian's size seems to be a mirror case designed for egrets. On a sunny morning, when I see it standing alone on the top of a small tree, it seems to be unstable, but it is very leisurely. It's a hobby that other birds can hardly show. People say it's a lookout, but is it really a lookout? In the evening, I saw egrets flying low. It's a kind of favor in the life of the village. It's clear and vivid, and it has life. Maybe some people will feel that the egret can't sing. But isn't the egret itself a beautiful song? - no, the song is too sonorous. Egret is really a poem, a prose poem rhymed in the bone.<br>