Love has no borders, no distinction between skin color.
Think about it, when a yellow-skinned Chinese and a black or white foreigner combines, not to mention that it makes people envious or convey the friendship between different races, the way they snuggle together makes people feel loving and happy.
In our house, one day, the husband of the yellow female parrot flew out of the cage, and the next day, the wife of the green parrot went to heaven due to dysfunction.
So, in the cage less than half a square meter, only the yellow female parrot and the green male parrot were left.
In the old days, these two different breeds of birds were not "friendly" due to their different skin colors, and even made noises and bustle by holding my beak every few days.
Now, when the yellow female parrot and the green male parrot with the same "hard life" became the male and female owners in the cage, overnight, they actually lived in the same nest, and at dawn, they muttered soft bird songs. I don't know if it can be translated as "I love you" and "I love you too", but their behavior has actually given the answer: "Brother, I love you!" "Girl, I'm the same!"
Observation every day when feeding, I have never been able to know whether they really love each other.
I even thought that in her eyes, he, who looks slightly smaller because of his old age and being in the cage for a long time, is not her ideal husband at all.
But, with her blindness in one eye, she seemed to have placed her entire life on him.
Really, one day, I saw him with her, and when he leaned his neck and made the twitch before vomiting, I stared at him very carefully. I was wondering if the melon seeds picked up his throat, but I was surprised to find that when he regurgitated the food in his beak, he leaned closer to her, and she also put the beak on and he passed the food into her mouth.
In an instant, I was shocked and forgot the nausea caused by association , and just peeked at their repetitions with more curiosity.
When they completed this move and snuggled with each other, I caught her and saw that it not only lost its eyes, but also had a sore on its tongue.
Suddenly, I understood that he was feeding her.
In the following days, she snuggled up to him, and she never left the point: whenever he eats alone, she would stand on his side with grief and scream; and he would stick to her after eating alone.
What moved me even more was that whenever this happened, she would whisper, tilt her beak, gently touch his beak, and "eat and drink enough", she would also whisper gently, as she would beaut his feathers as soft as she could. I don’t want to think of the scenery like
because of the helplessness that is necessary for life. Instead, I think it is the kind of awareness that he is at the gate of the light when he looks back.
Will they help each other until they are old?
I was thinking so, guessing, and was very moved.
Moreover, I also called my wife who was not interested in birds to come and came to see her, and explained the love story about the two birds to her, which made her very moved. Therefore, she also said: "When we get old, no matter who can't walk, we have to be like these two birds, never leaving us!"
"Yes. never leaving us." I said.
Indeed, two birds that are not "born a couple" are still like this. We are human beings, couples who have lived together for more than 20 years, and there is also a shared life waiting and never leaving each other. This should be the choice we found for our lifetime more than 20 years ago.
