Chapter 17 turtle dove on tree

I like this kind of scene. In the southern country, the hazy morning light first shines, among the flowers and trees in the yard in front of the door, and the woods outside the window, countless turtledoves fly here. They coo in the depths of the branches and leaves, or stand silently. Looking into the window from the branches, there is mist floating, the rose-colored halo of the morning glow is lightly infiltrated, and the cool and soft wind blows in through the curtain, which is a very refreshing kind of love in the heart.There is some sense of seclusion, as if washing away the dust and fatigue of the northern country in life, and the small joys are diffused like the cool dew of a southern country in the morning.

There are so many turtle doves, sometimes they perch in groups on a dry bamboo among the bamboo bushes in the northwest corner of the yard, looking at it silently, thinking that there are some broad leaves growing on the bamboo, or bearing fruit, when When they fluff their feathers, they are a large ellipsoid.When the turtledove walked on the grass, it was clumsy, lazy and leisurely.These medium-sized birds of the genus Turtledove have brown upper bodies, black or blue neck spots on both sides of the base of the neck, prominent reddish-brown feather edges around the shoulders, light black tails, and gray-white end spots. They fan out when flying. ; The underparts are wine reddish brown, the mouth is blue, and the feet are red.The feather color of the turtledove is easily confused with dead grass, fallen leaves and soil, and only when it moves can it truly feel its existence.The turtledove looks like a pigeon, but it has a short neck, well-developed chest muscles, and a thin and long tail, which makes it have a sense of sinking when it flies.I always thought that the turtledove was the ancestor of the pigeon.I wanted to take a picture of it with a digital camera several times, but I couldn’t get a sense of clarity. The turtledove is indeed a simple bird that struggles hard on the earth.

When there are many turtle doves, they perch on the branches of magnolia trees and camphor trees. They are silent, only their two eyes are bright. Flapping away restlessly.In fact, I don’t think they have any more thoughts, and they no longer have the idea of ​​shooting them with slingshots for a long time. After living in the thirsty north for a long time, they deeply comprehend the beauty of the greenery and flying birds in the south.Sometimes I really want to bring this kind of kindness back to the Northland, let life blend into the harmonious nature, let the sky be clean and the earth be green, let time like a turtledove perch silently on the green branches.The birds in the world are all between the years, like fragrant flowers, blooming and withering quietly, returning in the cycle of seasons, the eternal green leaves make the earth not old!That tree dove... that tree dove.