
In the afternoon, my mother and I were so bored that we stood outside the window to look at the scenery. Suddenly my mother said to me: "Look at that small river there are two people playing!" Mother solemnly said: "You hurry to the police, I asked mBecause of the isolation, I had to be trapped in a room of dozens of square meters. Through the window, I saw the scenery outside, and explored this beautiful world while roaming.y mother why I want to police ah?" Mother said seriously: "The child can not go into the river, it is dangerous." I believe it, really want to call the police, my mother looked at me seriously, suddenly laughed and said: "Joking, you seriously!" I was a little angry, my mother even played with me, "Remember, don't go into the river at will!" My mother urged her carefully. While a man was feeding the pigeons on the roof, my mother asked me, "Where do you think this man came from?" I started looking around the roof, but I couldn't find it. The pigeon feeder opens the door first, and the pigeons fly out one after another. Then he sprinkled corn, and the pigeons swarmed in, not afraid of their masters, and ate as much as they could; At last he went to change the water again, and put some in the pigeon house, and put some in front of themBecause of the isolation, I had to be trapped in a room of dozens of square meters. Through the window, I saw the scenery outside, and explored this beautiful world while roaming.. After the pigeons were full, he picked up a pole with a small red flag and waved, just like the commander, all the pigeons took off, circling on the roof, occasionally there will be a few jumps to fly out of the group straight into the sky, and quickly down, there are a few flip flight, really worried about falling down... Mother joked: "We are not as good as these pigeons, they can fly freely, we have to stay in the room every day, nothing is more important than freedom!" The tired pigeons stopped to rest on the house, and some continued to fly, and the pigeon feeders packed up everything and went down, and we also found the "secret way" to the roof.
The houses near and far are high and low, and the Peacock River water passes through the city, my mother suddenly asked me: "Do you think the house in Chengdu is beautiful?" Or is the house in Korla nice?" I said: "The high-rise is the same, but the house is different, the roof there is more pointed, there is a Gothic style, the key is the surrounding greening is particularly beautiful, the trees are tall and short, manicured." Mother nodded and said: "You are very good at observing, different places not only the scenery is not the same, local customs are not the same, if there is a chance we can learn more about some." I pointed to the convenience police station and said to my mother, "We have so many such houses here, but there are none in Chengdu, why?" Mother said: "This question should be asked dad, I only know that with these police points, social security is getting better and better, and people's days are getting more and more stable!"
Because of the isolation, I had to be trapped in a room of dozens of square meters. Through the window, I saw the scenery outside, and explored this beautiful world while roaming.

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