熟睡的猫头鹰 The rising sun is shining on the big locust tree. The little Orioles are singing happily in the tree. Huang Ying's mother heard it and immediately shook her head and said, "children, you can't sing, you can't sing!" "Mom, didn't you ask us to practice our voice in the morning? Why can't you sing? " Asked little yellow warbler suspiciously. 1 Mother Huang Ying raised her head and pointed to it with her mouth. It turns out it's a magpie nest. Xiaohuangying said with a smile: "Mom, uncle magpie has left the nest long ago. Early in the morning, I saw him fly out of the nest. He said hello to me when he flew away Mother Huang Ying asked, "what did Uncle magpie say?" "He said, no singing!" Little Huang Ying said curiously, "why can't you sing? The plan of the day is in the morning. It's best to practice your voice in the morning. So I sang again "Uncle magpie is right! Look up, who's sleeping? " Mother Huang Ying pointed to the sleeping owl. "Aunt owl, she's too lazy. The sun is out, and she's still sleeping. " Little yellow warbler ü "Let me sing out loud and wake her up!" he said with a sneer "No, aunt owl is so hard!" Huang Ying's mother said. "Hard work?" "Yes! Aunt owl did her best to catch voles at night. We can catch more than ten voles in one night. How many crops will be protected! She is the patron saint of the crops Huang Ying's mother said with emotion. "Ah?! No wonder she sleeps so well Xiaohuangying immediately stopped singing, and then flew to a big locust tree far away under the guidance of her mother. 2 本文来源：https://www.wddqw.com/doc/af2c811a0042a8956bec0975f46527d3240ca6b4.html