The return of geese (aldo leopold)
The arrival of a swallow doesn't mean spring, but when a flock of geese broke through the mist of the warm current in March, spring came.
If a cardinal sings spring to the warm current, but finds that he has made a mistake, he can correct his mistake and continue to keep his silence in winter. If a chipmunk wants to come out to bask in the sun, but it encounters a snowstorm, it can also go back to sleep; And a wild goose that migrates regularly has made a bet to fly 2 miles in the dark, and it is not so easy to withdraw once it leaves.
The geese who announced the coming of the new season to our farm knew many things, including the laws and regulations of Wisconsin. In November, the birds flying south flew overhead, and even when they found their favorite beaches and swamps, they were almost silent. Crows are usually thought to fly straight, but compared with geese who fly 2 miles south to the nearest great lake, their flight is curved. When the geese arrive at their destination, they sometimes wander on the wide water, and sometimes they run to the newly harvested corn fields to pick up corn kernels. The geese know that there are shotguns aimed at them at every swamp and pond from dawn to night.
the geese in March are different. Although they may be shot during most of the winter, it is a truce. They turn around along the winding river, pass through hunting spots and continents where there are no shotguns now, and whisper to each beach as if they were whispering to a long-lost friend. They meander low over swamps and meadows, saying hello to every newly melted puddle and pond. After several tentative hovering over our swamp, their white tails face the distant hills, and finally they slowly flap their black wings and glide quietly down to the pond. As soon as we touch the water, our newly arrived guests will scream, as if their splashing water can shake off the fragile cattail in winter. Our geese are back.
once the first flock of geese came here, they clamored for an invitation to every migrating flock. Within a few days, they can be seen everywhere in the swamp. On our farm, we can measure the abundance of spring according to two figures: pine trees planted and geese staying. On April 11th, 1946, we recorded 642 geese.
Spring is the same as autumn. Our spring geese make a trip to the cornfield every day, but it is by no means furtive. From morning till night, they flew noisily to the harvested corn fields in groups. There is a loud and interesting debate before each departure, and the debate before each return is even louder. The returning geese no longer hover tentatively over the swamp, but fall from the air like withered maple leaves, and extend their feet to the cheering birds below. The whispers that followed were about the value of food. The corn they eat now is covered with thick snow all winter, so it has not been found by crows, cotton-tailed rabbits, voles and ring-necked pheasants who are searching for corn in the snow.
By observing the routine of the gathering of spring geese, people have noticed that all lonely geese have a * * * nature: they fly and sing frequently and their voices are melancholy, so people come to the conclusion that these lonely geese are sad and single.
my students and I noticed the number of each geese team. Six years later, an unexpected ray of hope appeared in the explanation of the lonely goose. From the numerical analysis, it is found that there are more geese teams composed of six or multiples of six than one occasionally. In other words, the geese are some families, or the aggregation of some families, and those lonely geese just roughly conform to the imagination we put forward earlier. They are survivors who have lost their loved ones. The monotonous and boring figures can further arouse the sadness of bird lovers.
On the night of April, when the weather is warm enough to stay outside, we like to listen to the calls of wild geese gathering in the swamp. There, it was quiet for a long time, and all people heard was the sound of a snipe flapping its wings, the cry of an owl in the distance, or the gurgling sound from the nose of an affectionate American sandpiper. Then, all of a sudden, the harsh goose cry appeared, with a hurried and chaotic echo. The flapping sound of wings on the water, the sound of webbed strokes, and the cries of the spectators in the fierce debate. Then, a deep voice was the last speech, and the noise gradually subsided, only some vague and sparse talk could be heard.
When the Chinese Pulsatilla flowers are in full bloom, our gathering of geese will gradually decrease. When May comes, our swamp will once again be filled with the smell of grass, and those red-winged blackbirds and black-faced frogs will add life to it.
at the cairo conference in 1943, it was found that the alliance among countries was unpredictable. However, this concept of union of geese has been around for a long time. Every March, they put their lives on the line to realize this basic belief.
since Pleistocene [early Quaternary, from 1.6 million years ago to 1, years ago. Since March, every year, from China Sea to Siberia, from Euphrates River to Volga River, from Nile River to Murmansk, from Lincolnshire to Spitsbergen Islands, geese have to blow the horn of union.
Because of this international migration of wild geese, the corn grains in Illinois can pass through the clouds and be taken to the permafrost in the Arctic. In this annual migration, what the whole continent gets is a useful and wild poem spilled from the sky in March.
The return of the Wild Goose was written by aldo leopold (1887-1948), a famous American environmentalist, a pioneer in environmental protection, the "father of wildlife protection" and the "father of wildlife management in the United States". He was called "the prophet of the United States" and "an enthusiastic observer, a keen thinker and a literary master with profound attainments". [1]
the name of the work
the geese return
the foreign name
A Sand County Almanac
the source of the work
the yearbook of Shaxiang
the literary genre
the collection of essays
the author
aldo leopold
the nationality
the United States.