Quiet Birds It is so beautiful in the quiet afternoon and warm sunshine. There is a bird on the ground. It sleeps so peacefully and its eyes are as bright as pearls. Even if it is closed, it is so charming. Life and death are a thing of the past. No one has died in life since ancient times. People, birds and people come with great vigour and go quietly, leaving a lifetime.
"Happy Birds" A bird, a happy bird, rode the wind and came to the lake quietly with a smile, quietly stretching its white feathers. A bird, a happy bird, spreads its wings, sings proudly, spreads flowers leisurely and gently stirs the intoxicating ballad. A bird, a happy bird, trembled, crossed the sky, fought in the sky and paved the way to heaven. A bird, a happy bird, with warmth and pride, interpreted love for a long time and really wrote that touching poem!