记得从前的大院里,沿着院旁长着几棵树,爷爷亲手栽的,我最初见到的鸟巢便是那时。大院背后是座山,青绿青绿的。夜晚那儿是恐怖般的可怕,不知名的鸟儿、虫儿,都在没完地叫。大清早起来,走过晒坪,院旁大树上,鸟儿们已是闹着赶集了。鸟儿是从不怕我的。这得从爷爷说起。爷爷起早, I remember the old courtyard, along the courtyard with a few trees grow, grandpa personally planted, I first saw the nest that is then. Behind the courtyard is a mountain, verdure. Night is horrible terrible, unknown birds, insects, are endlessly called. Early in the morning, walked through the sun-ping, trees beside the hospital, the birds are already making a fair go. Birds are never afraid of me. This has to be from my grandfather. Grandpa from early morning,