See my topic, do you think I want to write black chicken, no, I want to write my grandmother's very ordinary chicken. This chicken is very special among the chickens. Grandma named it "Little Black Chicken".
The feathers of the little black chicken are yellow, especially because its skin and claws are black and black. Its crown is different from other crowns. The crowns of other chickens are red, only its black and red. Of course, its name is also because of this. Its sharp mouth poked at rice and turned over pebbles. It was lovely. When it snows in winter, it leaves small footprints like bamboo leaves when it walks in the snow, which is very beautiful.
It's also a chicken with personality. It never lets other chickens eat it. If other chickens come to eat it, it will peck them with its little beak. It's just like a bully. Its cries after laying eggs are thick, thin and very special. If you don't take the eggs it laid, it will bark, as if to say, "Look at the master, I laid the eggs, I am good!"
I like the special and lovely little black chicken here!