Phyllis A Johnson
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Peace Leopard
The raging mud rolled down the sloping bed of the Ghost River. I was alone to feel the Ghost River dig dinosaur egg fossils, but I did not expect to encounter a rare mudslide I shouldered the duckbill hoe, ran a few steps, climbing up the double hump of the back peak rock. This is the center of the Ghost River two abrupt boulders, one in front of the other, bulging out of the ground about four or five meters high. Suddenly, I saw an adult money leopard lying on top of the front rock, with big bell eyes filled with fear. It also jumped to the double hump to avoid the mudslide, there was a mudslide between me and the leopard, it was unable to hurt me, but I still felt my scalp tingling. At that moment, I heard a bleating sound coming from under the double hump. Oooh, it was a baby goat that was running wildly in front of the mudslide. Suddenly, the little goat also saw the double hump, it bleated, leaped, and jumped to the front peak rock. Suddenly, I saw the goat shuddering and the hair on its back standing up, it saw the leopard!
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
Grey Couple
I raised more than thirty geese, most of them have pure white fur, very beautiful, except for a male and a female goose that is gray-brown, I gave them the names gray boy and cinderella. After the two of them formed a family, I called them the gray couple.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
The fox who can trade
I caught this little fox under a laurel tree at the back of the temple. At that time, I was dripping fine Buddha in the temple when I suddenly heard the panic cry of a bird from under the tree. I turned my head and looked at it. Oh, a kingfisher, whose wings had not yet grown hard, had fallen from its nest in the canopy of the tree and broken its leg, crawling on the ground with its wings fluttering. I was not interested in the injured bird and was just about to take my eyes back when suddenly, from a hole under the flower bed, a little fox came out and hobbled to catch the injured kingfisher. I hurriedly tiptoed over and picked up a brick to block the hole under the flower bed and pounced around for a while, catching the little fox in my hand.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
Fish eagle that catches giant salamanders
In the villages around Peacock Lake, many people keep fish eagles. The fish eagle is a common name for the people, but in fact, this bird has nothing to do with the eagle, its scientific name is cormorant, and it is related to the pelican.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
Chicken King
Xishuangbanna is popular for cockfighting, which is held in villages and villages during the New Year holidays. The most lively one is the annual chicken king selection competition held in the township during the Water Festival. Each village and village gathered hundreds of majestic roosters, fighting on a high platform in the dark, the final selection of the bravest and fighting rooster by elimination, awarded the crown of the king of the chicken, the owner of the king of the chicken can get a very large amount of prize money.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
Old Monkey Hearne
Hennie is a monkey bred by the monkey juggler Yan Ming. The monkey is a monkey who has been in the jungle for more than 20 years, going from village to village, drifting from one dock to another, relying on Hernie to perform some monkey tricks on the streets, such as drilling the fire ring, pushing the cart, tumbling and so on, to mix a bowl of hard work to eat. According to Yan Ming, Herney is a very smart monkey, a new show, as long as you teach it three or five times, you will do it, the average monkey has to be taught 30 to 50 times to learn. But Hennie is too wild, specifically, and is always thinking about running away. Iwasaki said he had lost track of how many times he had escaped, at least a hundred times. One time, Hennie was stung by a scorpion on his neck, and when Iwamin untied the chain around his neck to give him medicine, he took the opportunity to break free from Iwamin's arms, jumped out of the window, and fled to the forest behind his house. On another occasion, when he was climbing to the top of the pole, the chain he was holding suddenly slipped out of his hand, and he bent the soft bamboo pole into a slingshot, jumped, and shot lightly across the street at the old banyan tree. The bird and animal collided in the air, and Herney fell to the ground and sprained his leg, so he did not escape.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
female wolf 03
What a hive of activity at the foothills of the Santraka Mountains. Dozens of wolves live together, a big family. Although quarrels, fights, jousting and even killing each other will inevitably occur in the big family to compete for food, favor, and spouse, they are internal conflicts after all, and it is better than being alone. Besides, in the wolf pack, no wolf dares to bully Baisha. She is the favorite female wolf of the big male wolf Pik. Pik is the head wolf; the supreme emperor of the pack; she is the queen.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
female wolf 02
We're ashore! The excitement of being rescued gave him some strength, and he climbed shakily off the floating island and stepped into the shallow water that reached his knees, and came ashore. On the golden sand, there was a bison carcass, with only skin and white bones, left over from the tiger a few days ago, and emitting a foul smell. He went over and dispersed the swarm of green-headed flies that were buzzing on the bison's skin, and chewed and swallowed his fill. Then, with a wobbly step, it burst into the dense forest.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
female wolf
The ferocious torrent makes the river widened, the muddy rust-red river tumbling with more than a foot high waves, between the waves and the slightly calm water, the rapids turn back, forming an unfathomable black hole whirlpool. Although it will be a few crawl swimming, after all, it is a land beast, water is very general, in such a dangerous river, jumping is undoubtedly a dead end, not swallowed by the whirlpool, but also will certainly be swept away by the rapids to pieces.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
elephant police
That afternoon, I dug a kind of herb called rooibos in the sun of the big black mountain, tired and dripping with sweat, and dry mouth. On my way home, I wanted to turn to the big bay pond of the Roseau River to have a drink and a bath to relieve my fatigue. In the long dry season in Xishuangbanna, the sun is as hot as a flame, the air is as dry as a match can be lit, the leaves are scorched yellow, ponds dried up, streams cut off, a hundred-mile radius of the big black mountain only that winding through the valley bottom of the Roseau River is the only source of water.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
Rewilded cheetah
Although the cheetah belongs to the cat family, it differs significantly from the authentic cat family in many aspects such as morphological features and hunting behavior. It is tall and thin, has long and thin limbs, no patella in the knees, no claw sheaths, and does not go up trees, which is quite similar to the characteristics of canids.
By Phyllis A Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
