Pigeons have white feathers as snow, reddish-brown beaks, smart eyes, slender legs, feet like chicken feet but no fins. Standing there, graceful, like an elegant and luxurious lady. The little white dove stood there motionless, like a handicraft in a shop.

Pigeons fly freely in the sky and draw beautiful curves.

Pigeons have white feathers as snow, reddish-brown beaks, smart eyes, slender legs, feet like chicken feet but no fins. Standing there, graceful, like an elegant and luxurious lady.

Pigeons' feathers are gray, like a silver-gray coat; There is a circle of golden feathers around her neck, just like a beautiful and dazzling gold necklace worn around the girl's neck.

This pigeon has a bright purple hair on its neck, which looks like a luminous collar.

My family lives in Jinsui Garden. There are kind residents, beautiful flowers and green grass in the community. Oh, yes, and those three lovely pigeons. Pigeons are gray, and gray feathers look like silver-gray fur; There is a circle of golden feathers around her neck, hanging around the girl's neck like a beautiful and dazzling gold necklace. I named it Cinderella. The other two pigeons are white. They have white feathers, reddish-brown mouths, smart eyes and slender legs. Standing there, slim and graceful. The younger one is called Snow White, and the older one is called Prince Charming.

A flock of white pigeons sang in the air, as if it suddenly turned white in the blue sky.

Often a pigeon flies to the window sill of the hut, looking for the crumbs rubbed by the poor woman's hands-with those sweaty hands full of love from the medics. In the past, in middle school, the pigeon was a happy bird. It stood on the shoulders of God and poets with its head held high. Pigeons here are scratching at the glass window of a pheasant and grinding their mouths on the glass.