The breeze blows through the birch forest, and there are no wild grasses growing on the ground.

In the eyes of the Swiss black-nosed sheep, any green grass can be chewed a few bites, and if it is not delicious, it can be spit out.

The grass people live in this difficult situation, desperate and sad.

The snow stored in the middle of the mountain in winter now melts into a stream of water that flows slowly along the low-lying areas.

It flows south into the Mori River and then turns eastward, like other nearby alpine meltwater, eventually bringing the Missouri River to an abundant source of water.

Han Xuan asked his Lao Tzu to stop quickly, hurriedly pushed the cart to open the door and ran down, picked up the incomplete alfalfa, and entered the open forest.

The sunlight filtered through the leaves, dispelling the gloomy atmosphere among the trees, and more than twenty black-nosed sheep were lying on the ground, each sticking out their little pink tongues and hanging obliquely on their mouths.

The curly hair on their bodies was stained with blades of grass, and they used to love cleanliness, but now they have no strength to take care of it, and there is a young black-nosed sheep, whose front legs are hanging in the air, shake it, shake it again

After careful investigation, he found that most of them fainted from exhaustion, and his hand was pressed on their chests, and he could still feel his heartbeat rising and falling, Han Xuan hurriedly asked his father to call someone to drag these black-nosed sheep back.

Counting and finding that there are still dozens missing, I left with Andrew to look around.

The song of the branches is a sneaky foraging bunting, about the size of a sparrow, and its cry is so tactful that it sounds like saying, "Madge March, put your teapot, pot, pot, ......"

After walking a short distance, I found a few black-nosed sheep standing trembling against a tree, they saw Han Xuan, as if they had seen God, and they were relieved to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, waiting for help.

The figure ran through the bushes next to him, and Han Xuan thought that there were healthy survivors. When I turned my head to see the special white buttocks, I realized that it was not them, but a wild white-tailed deer.

All the way to the bottom of the mountain.

These little ones like to live in the mountains, and the higher they are, the more comfortable they are, and it seems that they have to explore the whole mountain.

In order to take care of Professor Andrew, Han Xuan proposed to rest nearby for a while. When the cowboys from the ranch came, the sun was about to set.

Flathead Park's animals often come to the Snowy Mountain Ranch, such as the northern winged eagle not far away.

Its wings and tail were bright yellow, like a noble lady in a leopard-print coat, a thick necklace around her neck, and rouge on her face, crouching on the ground and her head staggering, looking for food.

Professor Andrew said that it was a woodpecker, but Han Xuan didn't believe it in his heart.

Because even if you fly up a tree. The northern winged eagle did not cling to the trunk of the tree like other woodpeckers, but flew directly up to the branches, which is what the woodpecker did, and after a while the sound of tuk-tuk was heard......

Well, it's really a woodpecker.

Han Xuan thought helplessly.

As a woodpecker of the forest doctor, the northern winged eagle loves to dig insects on the ground to eat, and there are all kinds of birds in the forest.

"They don't get a brain swing when they knock on the tree. Because their singing voices are so poor, these woodpeckers have become percussionists. ”

Professor Andrew was afraid of disturbing the northern winged eagle. Sitting on a rock, leaning sideways, he joked to the boy.

"Tuk tuk is the percussion they play to maintain their territory or attract the opposite sex, so sometimes they even deliberately play on metal to make the sound louder......"

There are trees at the foot of the mountain, but the top of the mountain becomes a wild meadow.

Andrew told Han Xuan a lot about the habits of the animals here. For example, the white-crowned bunting, the dark-eyed grass bunting, the double-collared plover, etc., each of which can be told eloquently and is very knowledgeable.

Fat Ding lay beside the boy, and he was tired from walking through the "more than 500 meters long" forest just now. I haven't recovered yet, and I want to climb into the arms of my master for comfort, but I don't want to be disgusted again.

The expression on his face was compassionate, he looked up boredly, thinking about the cat's life, but he unexpectedly saw something fall from the air, and he was so frightened that he kept meowing, raising his paws and slapping his master.

Han Xuan clasped his hands around his knees, listened to the professor's strange story about mules and deer with relish, didn't look back, grabbed Fat Ding's short arm, and whispered, "Don't make trouble, I didn't bring anything to eat." ”

Fat Ding was immediately annoyed and angry, when a cat is a pig, he knows how to eat.

One arm was grabbed and there were three left, sitting on the ground and kicking Han Xuan's leg in unison, meowing loudly.

Han Xuan turned around at this time, and was just about to teach this guy a lesson, when he caught a glimpse of a moving object in the sky, raised his head up, and almost fell down without sitting still.

Andrew hurriedly helped him, followed to look over, looked at it a few times and smiled: "That's a bald eagle." ”

"Bald eagle? You mean the one on the coat of arms?"

Looking at the sky again, it fell a lot while talking, Han Xuan didn't see that it was a bird for a long time, but it was like a ball.

"Yes, the eagle on the coat of arms. ”

Andrew is presbyopia, needs to wear glasses in the near small print, can be seen clearly in the distance, his head is raised, and his mouth says: "At first, Benjamin Franklin himself was very opposed to the bald eagle being chosen as the national bird of the United States, not to mention its mighty appearance, but it often snatched food from small birds of prey and otters such as osprey." ”

"And they can be bullied and even driven out of their territory by blackbirds, crows, and even flycatchers. ”

Han Xuan was surprised, and his mouth opened slightly.

I couldn't speak for a long time, I originally looked at their fierce eyes and the strong physique that was more than a meter long, and I thought how fierce they were, and they would actually be bullied by crows

Professor Andrew didn't see the boy's look of disdain, and continued, "But no matter what the habits are, it's pretty good just by looking good. ”

"They're mating, and the talons of the eagle and the she-eagle are holding like this. ”

The old professor put his hands in front of Han Xuan, crossed his fingers and interlocked: "From the high altitude weightlessness and rotation straight down, until it is close to the ground, it will not separate, and it will fly up quickly, like dancing ballet." ”

After listening to his words, the boy and the fat man turned their heads neatly and looked at the sky at sixty degrees to see how they danced.

Han Xuan muttered, "Fat Ding, get on! Catch it and you'll be famous!"

The fat cat meowed disdainfully.

It seems that it is enough to say that this kind of bird Winnie is on the line, and it is not the turn of Uncle Cat to take action in person......

There was a shout from his father in the woods, dusting off his shorts, and Han Xuan replied loudly: "Here!

"How can you run so far? and you are not afraid of danger. ”

Father Han and Old John walked over, found out what they were looking at, looked at it, and said, "There seems to be a lot more bald eagles in Montana in the past two years. ”

"Well, several nearby states are busy setting up factories, and the pollution has become worse, and they can feel it, so they are moving here. Professor Andrew smiled, sat for a long time, his legs were a little numb, rubbed his calves and stood up.

"Let's go, you and Professor Andrew go back first, and I'll go see if there are any black-nosed sheep on the mountain. ”

"Just the two of you?" Han Xuan asked, looking left and right.

"Of course not, Martinez and Jones are moving the sheep and will come back later" (To be continued.) )