鹰的故事500字作文【一】
Once upon a time, when cups were plates and when knives and forks grew in the ground, there was an old woman who had never seen an eagle.
在和现在非常不一样的从前，有一位老妇人，她从来没见过鹰。
One day, an eagle was flying high in the sky and decided to stop for a rest. He swooped down and landed — where do you think?
有一天，一只高高飞翔的鹰想歇息一会儿，就从天上飞下来，停在了 ... 你猜哪里?
He landed right at the front door of the old woman’s house.
对了，就在这位老妇人的门前。
The old woman took a long, hard look at the eagle and said, “Oh my, what a funny pigeon you are!” She figured he was a pigeon, you see, because although she had never seen an eagle, she had seen lots of pigeons.
“I am not a pigeon at all,” said the eagle, drawing himself up to his full height.
老妇人仔细瞧了鹰很久，她说：“哦，你真是一只看上去很可笑的鸽子”。她认为这只鹰是鸽子，因为她从没见过鹰，但见过很多鸽子。
“我不是鸽子”，鹰说，还努力地立起来，让老妇人好好看看自己。
“Nonsense!” said the old woman. “I’ve lived for more years than you’ve got feathers in your wings, and I know a pigeon when I see one.”
“If you’re so sure that I’m a pigeon,” said the eagle, “then why do you say I’m a funny pigeon?”
“胡说!”老妇人说。“我活得年数比你翅膀上的羽毛还多，我不会认错一只鸽子。”
“如果你这么确定我是一只鸽子”，鹰说，“那你为什么说我很可笑?”
“Well, just look at your beak,” said the old woman. “It’s all bent. Pigeons have nice, straight beaks. And look at those claws of yours! Pigeons don’t have long claws like that. And look at the feathers on top of your head! They are all messed up and need to be brushed down. Pigeons have nice, smooth feathers on their heads.”
“看看你的喙”，老妇人说：“它是弯的，鸽子的喙很直很好看。再看看你的爪子，鸽子的爪子没那么长。还有你头上的羽毛，乱哄哄竖立着，应该梳平，像鸽子头上的毛那样顺。”
And before the eagle could reply, she got hold of him and carried him into the house. She took her clippers and trimmed his claws until they were quite short.
鹰还没来得及回答，老妇人就把他抱起来，带进屋子里，拿出剪刀，把他的爪子剪短剪平了。
She pulled on his beak until it was quite straight. And she brushed down the lovely tuft of feathers on top of his head until it was quite flat.
把它的嘴巴拉直，把头上的那簇毛也梳平了。
“Now you look more like a pigeon!” said the old woman. “That’s so much better!” But the eagle didn’t feel any better. In fact, he felt quite sad.
“好了，你现在终于看上去像一只鸽子了”，老妇人说，“真棒”。但是鹰的感觉可不好，他觉得很悲伤。
As soon as the old woman let him go he flew to the top of a tree. As he was sitting there wondering what to do, another eagle came along and alighted on the bough beside him.
“Well, well,” said the new bird. “Aren’t you a funny looking eagle!”
“Well, at least you know I’m an eagle,” said the first eagle. “Thank goodness for that!”
“What happened to you?” asked the new eagle.
所以当老妇人放下他，他马上飞到了树顶上;正在考虑下一步做什么的'时候，另外一只鹰飞过来，立在他身边。
第二只鹰说：“哈哈，你真是一只看上去很好笑的鹰!”
“好吧，至少你知道我是一只鹰”，第一只鹰说，“谢天谢地。”
“发生了什么事?”第二只鹰问。
“Well,” said the first eagle, “An old woman thought I was a pigeon. And since pigeons don’t have long claws, she trimmed my claws. And since pigeons don’t have hooked beaks, she straightened my beak. And since pigeons don’t
have tufts of feathers on their heads, she brushed my tuft down.”
“是这样的”，第一只鹰说，“一位老妇人认为我是一只鸽子。因为鸽子的爪子不长，她就把我的爪子剪短了。因为鸽子没有弯弯的嘴巴，她就把我的嘴巴拉直了。因为鸽子头顶上没有那一簇毛，她就把我的毛梳平了。”
“She must be a very foolish old woman, indeed,” said the new eagle.
And with that, he took a brush from under his wing, and he brushed the first eagle’s feathers back into a tuft. And with his claws he bent the eagle’s beak down until it was nicely rounded once again.
“她一定是一个非常愚蠢的老妇人”，第二只鹰说。
说到这，第二只鹰从翅膀下拿出一把梳子，把第一只鹰头顶上的那簇毛又梳出来了;然后用自己的爪子去掰第一只鹰的喙，恢复了它原来弯弯的形状。
“There now!” he said, “you look like an eagle again. Don’t worry about your claws, they’ll soon grow back.”
“Thank you, my friend!” said the first eagle.
“Think nothing of it,” said his new friend.
“好了”，他说，“你现在看上去又像一只鹰啦。不要担心你的爪子，它们会长回来的。”
“谢谢你，我的朋友”，第一只鹰说。
“没有什么好谢的”，他的新朋友说。
“But remember this,” he continued, “there are a lot of silly people in the worldwho think that pigeons are eagles, or that eagles are pigeons, or that all sorts of things are other things. And when they are silly like that, they do very foolish things. We must be sure to keep away from that silly old woman and the people like her.”
“但是记住”，他继续说，“世界上有许多很傻的人，他们把鸽子当做鹰，把鹰当做鸽子，把各种事情搞得乱七八糟。他们犯傻的时候，会做非常愚蠢的事情。我们必须要远离这些人，比如那个老妇人，还有像她那样的人。”
And with that, the eagles flew back to their own country and returned to their own nests. And they never went near that silly old woman again.
And so everyone lived happily ever after.
说完，这两只鹰就飞向了他们自己的国度，回到了他们的家。他们再也没有接近过那位老妇人。
从此，大家都快快乐乐地生活。
鹰的故事500字作文【二】
我是一只勇于征服蓝天的鹰，我的生存只为了飞翔。
当我破壳而出，第一眼看见这广阔的蓝天，我便对这天空起了野心，我渴望用飞翔征服她，。自我学会飞翔以来，我整日翱翔于蓝天，享受着飞翔带来的快感。飞翔给了我睥睨天下的豪情，不畏一切、敢于拼搏的的勇气与永不退缩的骄傲。
我是一只骄的傲鹰，所以我没有同伴，这片天空只有我，在飞翔中，我享受着只属于我的孤独，品味着我天生的寂寞。
我的飞翔不畏一切，我喜欢刺激而狂野的生活，我敢于冲破那九天云霄，用锋利的羽翼划破天空，用利爪撕裂云层。我敢于同风雨搏斗，向雷电咆哮，我的骄傲无人可比，没有任何东西可以使我退缩，使我屈服!
我是一只骄傲的'鹰，我是这片天地的主宰，我的飞翔只为追逐更高、更远。
当我的喙变得不再尖锐有力，爪不再刚强锋利，翅膀不再灵活，我便失去了搏击风雨，咆哮雷电的资格。我不甘心，我喜欢飞翔，飞翔就是我生命的全部，如果我不能飞翔，那我宁愿去死。
鹰的尊严与骄傲是我不能屈服，所以我选择了一条很痛苦的路。我奋飞到一个绝高山顶，筑巢于悬崖之上，停留在那里，不得飞翔，我首先用我的喙用力击打岩石，等到喙完全脱落，我便在疼痛中等待着喙的新生，待新喙长出，我便用它把我的爪一颗颗拔下，待新爪长出，我又把羽毛拔下，待其完全长出，我便完成了一次脱胎换骨，这一切都是非常痛苦的，但是为了我再次骄傲的翱翔于天空，我坚持了下来。
“轰”!天空中一道雷电劈过，随后一场暴风雨袭来，看着这一切，我心中燃起无边战意，我用力挥动翅膀，冲向那漆黑的云层，我锐利的爪撕裂这乌云，如刀剑般的羽翼切割着这风雨，我仰天长啸，没有丝毫畏惧，望着向我袭来的雷电，我深邃的眸里闪着决然与骄傲，我奋力向它冲去，“轰”，我和雷电对撞，雷电消散了，而我也倒飞而去，我狠狠地砸在了地上，激起了一片水花，躺在地上，我在破碎的身体里感受一阵阵钻心的痛。我用尽最后一丝力量仰天长啸，声音虽然嘶哑，但我依旧骄傲，我不后悔与雷电搏击，因为飞翔使我勇于挑战，永不退缩。
我是鹰，我为飞翔而生存!
鹰的故事500字作文【三】
穿透浅浅的橙黄色的薄雾，照进我白色腥湿的羽毛里。
这就是我的破蛋日，当我还分不清我是鸡还是鸟的时候。
我睁开睡意朦胧的眼，望着远处连绵无尽的青山。山的大度和仁爱，孕育了无数生灵的憩息，孕育了花草虫鱼的轻吟。山的`上空，几只老鹰盘旋着，演绎着自然的曲线。
我知道每只鹰的尽头都是广袤的苍穹。
橙色的天空召引我去飞翔。
我的母亲是一只白色的鹰，如同一团白色的云，在永不停息地翱翔。从水面上掠过，羽翼染上几颗晶莹的水珠，嘴里衔着一条活蹦乱跳的鱼；在天空中盘旋，羽翼上鼓起几阵苍劲的风，爪下抓着乱飞的小鸟。
每日清晨，我在山的峭壁上坐观云起，每日傍晚，我在落日的余晖下看着白色的俏影从那端归来。
那双充满爱怜和鼓励的鹰眼在阳光下熠熠生辉。
我在日月的穿梭中成长，羽毛初丰了，翅膀也有力了，但我望着无底的深渊，还是踌躇不决。
终于有一天，我站在峭壁上欣赏着远处翱翔的鹰，却没有发现那个熟悉的影子。
倏忽间，背后袭来一股巨大的力量，我失去重心，一下跌入深深的谷底，我凄厉地一叫，回首竟是那双母亲的眼睛。
我不知道，为什么养育我的母亲，竟会如此狠心！
我的羽毛都立起来了，在这个颓败的瞬间，我振翅一飞，我竟飞上了蓝天！短暂的惶恐使我更加坚定，我惶然瞥见山底下有一层厚厚的苇席，随即我的羽毛沾染了些水珠，我没想到一只坚强的鹰竟会流泪。
澄澈的阳光照倚在透明的雾中，渲染出淡雅的黄色，我又看见了那双眼睛，此刻充满了信任和关怀。
于是广袤的云天上又多了一团圣洁的云，时而掠过苍茫的山野，时而掠过明澈的小溪。空谷里有时会传来几声脆响，遇到坚韧的山壁，在永不停息地回响着……
