Old Bird and Gun

This is an essay. I have seen many people and things in my high school life, both happy and sad. I wrote down part of the story. Lao Niao and I are very good friends. After learning about Lao Niao's wish, I decided to be an indestructible cannon in Lao Niao's hands. However, the old bird finally trembled and landed in the corner, with its feathers shattered all over the place. In the end, I turned into a pile of scrap metal.