在我家的屋檐下,挂着一个鸟笼,里面有一只很漂亮的小鸟。它是我爸爸的朋友从喀什带来送给我的礼物。我虽然叫不出鸟的名字,但很喜欢它。它很美丽。一身黄绿相间的羽毛浅浅的淡淡的,看上去是那样令人怜爱。它的嘴巴弯弯的,可以触到胸部,像鹦鹉的嘴巴。胆小是它唯一的缺点。我每次给它添水的时候,它总是躲到笼子的一角,惶恐地眨着黑亮的眼睛。我向它微笑着问好时,它也往往如此,让我感到有点失落。它不常鸣叫,偶尔 Under the eaves of my house was a bird cage hung with a very beautiful bird. It is a gift my father’s friend brought to me from Kashi. Although I can not name the bird, I really like it. It is beautiful. A pale green and yellow feather light, looks so adorable. It’s curved mouth, you can touch the chest, like a parrot’s mouth. Timid is its only drawback. Each time I add water to it, it hides in the corner of the cage, winking black eyes. When I say hello to it with a smile, it is often so, so I feel a little lost. It does not often tweet, occasionally