She listened intently, and only heard the word "thrush".

Thrush? Are they talking about thrushes? A few of them don't talk about anything else, why do they suddenly talk about birds? You know, her parents are people who don't like birds, and there were originally two swallow nests under the eaves and in the hall, but they were all stabbed by her parents with clothespoles. Grandpa persuaded the swallow to come into the house, but her parents hated the swallow's chirping.

Thrush she knew. The thrush is a bird with elegant feathers, moderate size, beautiful appearance, beautiful singing voice, and good fighting. The body is slender and slightly bipolar

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