There was a beautiful bird flying. At first, the little bird was flying then she sat on
a beautiful and green tree with flowers on it. In moment
the little bird started singing. While she was singing,
her other friends enjoyed her. Both of them were
beautiful sitting on the tree. When they got tired
singing, they moved and left the green and beautiful
tree. They found another place to sit and continue
enjoying the sun. The place where they sat was on top
of the clock. I think that is where they have their nest.
Both of the little birds were beautiful and happy.