Sunbird and king cobra

The sunbird is a small and delicate bird in the tropical rainforest, from the tip of the beak to the tip of the tail, less than 10 cm long, elegant call, colorful plumage, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, like woven with seven colors of sunlight. Whenever the forest is filled with sunlight, the sunbird will fly to the rosy mountain flowers, wings flapping at a frequency of more than eighty times per second, body parked in the air like a helicopter, long thin beak like a needlepoint piercing into the stamen, sucking nectar.

Behind the Manguang Lang Cottage, there is a clear and bright stream, and by the stream, there is a wild mango tree with lush branches, like the seat of the sunbird kingdom, which is filled with sunbirds. Almost every horizontal branch, a few inches away from each other, there is a very elaborate nest made of grass and clay. In the morning, when they go out to feed, the sky looks like a magnificent rainbow, and at dusk, when they perch on the branches and peck up the crystal water to comb their feathers, the canopy looks like a colorful tent.

That afternoon, after planting rice seedlings, I went to the stream to take a bath. It was the season for sunbirds to hatch their eggs, and the wild mango trees were chirping with birds as the males flew in and out to feed the females hatching in their nests.

I just washed my head, suddenly heard the wild mango tree from the bird's panic chirping, look up, the soul was almost scared off, a king cobra is climbing stairs like climbing up the branches of the tree canopy. King cobra can be said to be the big devil in the forest, body length of 6 meters, the back of the neck painted with a pair of white black hearts of the spectacle-like pattern, strong physical force, climbing up in the grass as fast as flying, as long as the head-on encounter with something alive, it will not hesitate to take the initiative to attack, not to mention the birds and rabbits such a weak animal, is a tiger leopard to see, will also retreat. If a person is bitten by a king cobra, within one hour will certainly die.

I hurriedly hid under a giant banana bush, plucked a hole in the banana leaf, and peeked out.

The king cobra climbed a tall bough, its tail wrapped around the branch, the back half of its body falling, the front half of its body standing up, its bright red snake's letters probing into a bird's nest, sucking the eggs from the top down. The oval-shaped, crystal-clear bird eggs are pulled by a strong suction force, lined up one by one, gurgling and rolling upwards, following the long, slender snake's letter into the snake's mouth with the same panache as a person sucking yogurt through a wheat pipe.

All the sunbirds that were incubating their eggs came out of their nests, and the males that were out for food flew in from all directions, gathering more and more by the thousands, covering up a large chunk of sunlight. Some of the sunbirds flew over the canopy and swept by, while others moored in mid-air and looked angrily at the murderous king cobra, screaming in panic.

Alas, the poor little bird, this crop of eggs is in vain. I think that such a delicate life can not fight with the king cobra, they can only rely on the advantage of flight, from a safe distance, futile abuse, and meaningless protest. Alas, nature has no sympathy for the weak.

The king cobra was still sucking on the bird's eggs and had a disdainful attitude towards such a large group of sunbirds.

In a short while, the nests on the left canopy were swept away, and the greedy snake's head turned to the right canopy.

Just then, a sunbird with its tail forked like a tuxedo, which had been moored in mid-air parallel to the king cobra, suddenly rose, and with a long "tee-haw", a convergence of wings, swooped down toward the snake's head. It must have been intended to peck at the snake's eyes with its thin needle-like beak, but it flew a meter away from the snake's head, the king cobra suddenly opened its mouth, a large mouth yelled can effortlessly swallow a coconut in one gulp, the black goo beak, there seems to be a strong magnetic force, the fork-tailed sunbird wings a deviation, the body can not help but head into the snake's mouth to go.

I don't know how that fork-tailed sunbird dared to hit the rock with the egg, maybe it was born a brave sunbird, maybe it was a female bird, just in time to see the king cobra's snake letter into its nest, out of a maternal instinct to protect the nest, with the king cobra to the death of the fight.

It's sad that she couldn't save her eggs and lost herself instead, I thought.

However, many sunbirds seemed to think differently than I did, and the behavior of the forked tail became an example, an exemplar, a model. The moment the forked tail was swallowed by the snake's mouth, one bird after another rose and swooped down towards the ugly snake's head, naturally a moth to a flame, self-destruction, and they were all sucked into the abyss-like belly of the snake without exception. The king cobra, probably for the first time in its life, enjoyed such an automatic meal, shaking its head in delight and dancing with its snake's letter with unusual enthusiasm and excitement, as if to say, "Come on, the more the merrier, my stomach is just empty!

In a particular atmosphere, heroic behavior and the spirit of sacrifice also spread contagiously, almost all the sunbirds, gathered to the front of the king cobra, scrambling to rise, two or three in a row in a continuous swoop towards the snake's head, between the open mouth of the snake and the sky, as if pulling up a ribbon ......

I didn't count how many sunbirds filled the snake's belly, perhaps hundreds, gradually, the king cobra's deflated belly rumbled, like a huge tumor bulging from the neck of an iodine-deficient patient, it probably ate too much and a bit down on its appetite, or too bloated to eat again, closed its mouth. Too late, two sunbirds swooped down on its face and pecked its long, sharp needle-like beak into the glass ball-like eye of the snake. I saw that the king cobra trembled, neck ribs abruptly expanded, the neck like a bird's wing swollen open, which indicates that it was stung, was enraged, the snake swish a shake neck, a bite dare to peck its eyes off the two sunbirds, demonstration-like shaking towards the flock of birds.

Instead of being intimidated, the sunbirds intensified their attack, with a group of three or five raining down on the snake's head. They seemed to know that the snake's eyes, which had no eyelids and therefore could not be closed, were the only weak link in the king cobra's body, and pecked and bit at the two eyes. In a short time, the king cobra's eyes gushed blood from their sockets, and it was finally a bit overwhelmed by the birds' desperate attacks. The king cobra's body twitched as if it had been struck by a sheep's epilepsy, and when its tail came loose, it fell from the high canopy with a thud, half dead. I couldn't see the snake anymore, only a twisting, rolling, bouncing mass of birds wrapped tightly around it. As the king cobra struggled and rolled, layer upon layer of birds were crushed, and more swooped down ......

Finally, the vicious and fierce even tigers and leopards see the king cobra retreat like a rotten grass rope limp down.

The ground, laying a layer of dead sunbirds, fallen Ying colorful, like a rain of flowers.

Oh, the beautiful sunbird, delicate little life, brave little elf.