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I remember it was last semester, or the cool early summer in Wuhan. My best friend and I were watching the stars on the roof of the dormitory building. Hiding in the cloud, there was a pale yellow light, and suddenly we heard a cry. I quickly looked up and saw a row of grey geese flying past, the voice and the graceful posture. Watching them go away, I almost cried. .
In "Migrating Birds", one of my favorite shots is the old peasant woman trembling out of the red-painted house. So the cranes flew up and the camera went up. . . .
Every time I watch this movie, my eyes will cry because I am shocked by the beauty of nature.
I remember going with my mother to a Xiaochang Reservoir near Xiaogan. The water here is clear and transparent. The rolling hills reveal this large reservoir. We took a speedboat to explore this reservoir. When we reached a hill, suddenly countless cranes flew up. , they fly white, or perched on a shady hill, what a beauty!
The charm of nature, the sweetness of harmony, hope not to die!

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