Chit-Chat#
A few years ago, Parrot Shihang was involved in harassment and indecency, with many women anonymously or collectively exposing him on Weibo. A few years ago, Kris Wu was also hunting for women on Douyin or some other app, became known as Wu Qian, and was imprisoned and then deported. The latter is a mama's boy, while the former is a giant baby indulging himself, discovering that there is also a baby inside the parrot. Later, it was discovered that Wang Lihong was involved in solicitation. The laws regarding prostitution are lenient, and there seems to be no fear of consequences, but there are other ways; for a fire that cannot be covered, whether it is lust or some other fire, as long as it cannot be contained, it will inevitably be consumed by flames, playing with fire will lead to self-immolation. Anyway, sooner or later, I will be cremated when I die.
When I was a child, I played with a lighter and discovered that when the switch was turned to maximum, gas sprayed out with a flame. The process was fun, but I accidentally set a classmate's quilt on fire, causing smoke without burning it. I smelled something burning and found a small hole burned through the quilt, but there were sparks inside the cotton cover, so I quickly took the quilt outside into the snow in the middle of winter, enlarged the small hole, stuffed it with snow, and rubbed it vigorously, my hands soaked with snow water. After a few rounds and observing for 10-20 minutes to ensure there were no sparks left, I brought the quilt back inside. I stopped playing with gas fire as I grew older. Those people above are still childish, playing with lust.
I ponder, when I have money and power, able to decide the fate of others, when beautiful women approach me in various ways, whether or not there is an exchange of benefits, can I resist?
China's first father, Duoyi Network's Xu Bo, has quite a few children. However, legal issues have also arisen. Musk has many children, but it has nothing to do with Chinese culture; it is related to interests.
Parrot#
On October 22, a small green budgerigar arrived in a small cardboard box, with a concave small cage wrapped in a stocking-like net. Upon unpacking, I found it was not hanging. On October 27, a small blue budgerigar arrived, seeming less lively and appearing not so healthy. I placed it in a cage approximately 302045cm, feeling it was smaller than the little yellow one. The next day, the blue one's feathers recovered, and it seemed they were about the same size. I weighed it, and it was around 35g.
Around November 5, I changed to a larger cage, 404080cm. My wife made a ladder out of wooden sticks from fresh-cut flowers, but later the ladder was thrown away, and she made some bamboo dragonfly-like things with some thornless flower stems, with the rotors layered in 2-3 levels. They say parrots are climbing birds. I also bought a hamster-like running wheel to install.
The parrot has flown out of the cage about 8 or 9 times. I've caught it 4 times. When it doesn't fly out, the parrot flies around the house, sometimes bumping into mirrors or glass, making it easier to catch. The parrot flies around the house looking for a landing spot, sometimes landing on a straw hat hanging on the wall, sometimes on a clothes rack, sometimes on the computer screen, sometimes on the clothes rack again, sometimes climbing on the protruding wall, sometimes flying back and forth unable to find a place to land, quickly lowering its head when it flies over. It can also not lower its head; I just pretend to be calm.
Once it landed on a shelf, I waved my right hand above its head while slowly approaching from below with my left hand, directly grabbing it. If it is clinging to the wall with its back to me, I slowly move my arm along the wall and then suddenly grab it, preferably from behind so it can't see. Sometimes when I catch it, it will peck at my hand; I got pecked quite a bit once. Fortunately, I had calluses on the front, so it didn't hurt much, but at the time, it was painful. I loosened my grip, and after pecking, it almost flew away, but I was quick and pulled it back by its tail feathers. I re-gripped it with a hollow fist.
The first time I let them out, my second child held millet, and the little green one stood on his hand for 2-3 minutes. I originally wanted to train them, but I really couldn't bear to starve them. In fact, I didn't want to train them at all. The little blue one just got out and fell; it probably wasn't used to flying. Later, it learned to fly. I bought cuttlefish bones for them to chew on, but they didn't seem to play with them. They preferred to eat lettuce and cabbage, while they seemed less fond of pears and apples.
They both liked to peck at each other, starting with the little green one pecking the little blue one. The little blue one gradually learned and began to peck back. The little blue one liked to be alone quietly, while the little green one could squeeze in no matter where the little blue one was hiding, and then they would stand together and start pecking each other. The little green one also liked to squeeze into various gaps, often going in several times. For example, the gap between the small food bowl and the water feeder. I admire that.
Before there was heating, my wife used an old pillowcase to cover the cage to keep them warm. Now that there is heating, I found a green pillowcase next to my electric toothbrush. My wife told me it was because the flashing light from my electric toothbrush while charging affected the parrot's sleep.