In the afternoon, I heard magpies chirping in the privet tree, as if they were holding a mass meeting.

I looked out the window, and there were still a few gray magpies flying around on the privet trees downstairs, and I counted them, and there were about seven or eight. A little joy rose in my heart. Old people often say that magpies call and there are guests. Could it be that the magpie is having a meeting, how will it give good news to the people who live in the same yard?

The sun was just right outside and it was nice to have a birdsong time. With such a little joy in my heart, I put on a long black coat. Grab your red scarf, arm yourself and get ready to take a walk around the nearby park.

It's been a long time since I've been to the park......

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