我是一只鸟, 一只折断了翅膀的鸟。很羡慕外边的世界:蓝天、白云,还有随风摇曳的杨柳。我痛恨猎人,为什么要把我光洁的羽翼玷污、弄伤,又让我回到我的同伴中来。我痛恨我的同类,它们总是抖抖翅膀,对我显出不屑一顾的神情:“哼!没有了翅膀,还想怎么飞?” I am a bird, a bird that has broken its wings. Very envious of the outside world: blue sky, white clouds, there are swaying willows. I hate hunters, why should I polish my smooth wings, hurt, and let me back to my companion. I hate my class, they always shaking their wings, showing disdain for me look: “Well! No wings, but also want to fly? ”