星期天的下午,我做完作业就逗弄起两只鹦鹉来。两只鹦鹉已经来我们家三年了,它们的眼睛炯炯有神,毛色油光发亮,看上去十分健康。鸟儿们也许百无聊赖,其中的一只蹲在横杠上,眯着眼打瞌睡打发时光。还有一只却精神地把爪子钩在笼子上,拼命地啄着外栏。它是想越狱呢,还是在磨嘴?我不得而知。我边观察边想:两只鸟儿每天关在这小笼子里,肯定闷死了,不如今天 On Sunday afternoon, I finish telling two parrots when I finished my homework. Two parrots have come to our house for three years, their eyes bright, shiny hair color, looks very healthy. The birds may be bored, one of them squatting on a bar and squinting to kill time. There is also a spirit of the claws hooked in the cage, desperately pecking the outer column. Is it a jailbreak, or a grinder? I do not know. As I watched, I thought: Two birds are locked in this little cage every day,