Antarctic fierce penguin observation record

In the studio came the little penguin who has been running around.After eating and drinking, the little penguin devotes its endless energy to exploring human tools.

Ruan Xingyuan watched him run around a few times, and finally couldn't bear to pick him up from the ground, "What do you want to see?"

"You can all go to us, so how did you find the goose's place?"

"We have a map." Ruan Xingyuan opened the map on the screen, colorful patterns occupied the screen, and plates of various shapes appeared in front of the little penguin.

"Where is your home?" The little penguin looked up for a long time, but didn't quite understand.

This thing doesn't look like a place to live.A place where the palm of your hand is bigger.

"Here." Ruan Xingyuan stretched out his hand to point on the map.

The little penguin rolled his eyes trying to remember the direction, "Then where are we?"

Ruan Xingyuan drew the Antarctic Circle again.On such a huge map, the Antarctic Circle is only a small piece.

"So small?" The little penguin was surprised.

"This is a shrunken map." Ruan Xingyuan explained, "It's actually quite big."

The little penguin didn't speak, but kept his eyes open and calculated how far he might have to go.

But all the brothers around him can come over, and it will be fine for him to go out.

The little penguin straightened his back, "Okay. The goose understands."

After reading the map for a while, the little penguin became curious about the life of the penguin recorded by the camera.Ruan Xingyuan turned on the screen and made room for the little penguin.

The snow field outside the window began to snow slowly, fluttering down and quickly blending into the whiteness of Antarctica, completely unlike outsiders who had just joined.

The heating device in the house was always on, and Ruan Xingyuan didn't realize that it was snowing outside.

The penguin cubs on the Luyuan ice stopped going out to play very much, and ran back to their parents to sleep soundly next to the big penguin's thick body.

On the flickering screen, the penguin cubs played for a while, lay down on the ice and fell asleep, lazily spreading into a piece of ashes.

"What's so interesting about this?" the little penguin muttered, unable to understand why human beings are so boring, even observing this.

Aren't these guys sleeping every day?

Ruan Xingyuan smiled and didn't answer.If Jing Qiaoman is here, I'm afraid she can tell the good points of a hundred hairball creatures.

When Yao Feishen came back, he pushed open the door of the studio, and saw one big and one small, one person and one goose, falling asleep next to each other.There were bursts of shouts from the screen in front, and there were still people chatting in the rooms on both sides of the corridor. Among the noise, only the chairs were the quietest.

After watching for a while, Yao Feishen closed the door again.

These two guys are really lazy.

Seventh day.

The snow was still falling, and it looked like they were not falling fast from the ground, they just floated down so leisurely, not in a hurry.

But no one expected that the snow lasted for a week, and the penguins didn't realize the seriousness until some penguin cubs froze to death on the ice on the continental edge.

The penguins huddled together again, looking at the sky anxiously.

The temperature drops sharply at night, and when you wake up during the day, you will see several frozen penguin bodies on the ground.

The penguins had no choice but to do their best to protect the remaining cubs.

Ruan Xingyuan had been observing for a few days. Due to the heavy snow, the road was blocked, and the camera that had been repaired could not be sent back to be reinstalled.A blind spot appeared in his vision.

The little penguin returned to the ice, and together with the mother penguin and the group resisted the disaster.

For several days in a row, the snow didn't seem to be heavy, but the temperature recorded at the scientific research station dropped to the lowest level in history. The penguins had already realized the seriousness of the matter at the end of the second day, and the geese mastered the words The elders of Quan called everyone together.When the screen is turned on, the whine can still be heard.

"are you OK?"

Ruan Xingyuan asked again. This was the number of times he had asked this week. He even wondered if the penguin would be annoying, but he still couldn't stop asking.

"Of course the goose is fine." The little penguin answered him again. "What's wrong with a goose like me? You're too timid."

If it was still the same, Yao Feishen who came in was already getting impatient.

Compared to Ruan Xingyuan, he has much more confidence in the little penguin.

"Our little general will definitely not die easily, and if he dies, he won't die here."

Ruan Xingyuan glanced at Yao Feichen Youyou, "Stop talking."

Really afraid of what to say, Ruan Xingyuan moved the stool, turned on the phone and reported to Yingyutang the assistant who was fishing.

"You said it's very warm in your place. That's great. If the penguins could pass by, they wouldn't die." The little penguin sighed.

Ruan Xingyuan heard the sound of the wind and the sound of the penguins rang in his ears. On the screen, several penguins were lying on the ground, and they were performing a special ceremony - saying goodbye to those companions who died in the snowstorm.

When heavy casualties occur to the penguin colony, the penguins will gather together and lie on the ground to bid farewell to the penguins buried under the snow who can no longer walk with them.This is an extremely tragic action, and everything was recorded by the camera. This is not the first scene, but it still makes onlookers worry.

When standing up from the snow, a flat ball-like pit appeared on the ground where the little penguin lay down, and the gray penguin looked down at it silently.From ancient times to the present, there are many, many penguins buried under this pit, and they have no choice.

If only I could take the penguins out.

Go outside and find a warmer place.

"Will anyone there freeze to death?" The little penguin squatted down and piled up the snow, slowly filling up the snow pit on the ground.

"No. Our place is not so cold." Ruan Xingyuan said softly, "But it's not very suitable for penguins to survive."

The land is warm, and Antarctica is separated by the ocean. It takes more than 20 days to get there by ship. There is no place to stay on the ocean.

Humans live in places that penguins can't reach in their entire lives.

Ruan Xingyuan felt sympathetic. He didn't know how to explain to this penguin that Antarctica is the fate of penguins. They were born here and cannot go out for generations.Unless the continental plate drifts and splits again, the vicissitudes of life will be rotated again.

"The goose is going to visit where you live one day." The crisp words of the little penguin came over.

Ruan Xingyuan sighed in his heart, and said comfortingly: "Come on."

"Little baby, get up." The mother penguin called to her children, and they were going to gather in the past.

The wind and snow hadn't completely stopped yet, and they took out this commemorative ceremony when it was not so cold. After that, they would re-enter the struggle against the severe cold.

A sharp and firm voice pierced the sky above the ice on the edge of the land, and the snowstorm of a new day came again.

The author says:

This farewell ceremony did happen, and it was also reported in the news. There was a major disaster, and the emperor penguins lay on the ground to bid farewell to their partners.At that time, I felt very pitiful, and everything has love.