I didn't close the windows and doors of the balcony last night. I was woken up by birdsong at 5 o'clock in the morning. I turned on my phone and checked that the exact time was 5:08. It was too early and not good. There are many birds singing on the tree outside the balcony. There must be many sparrows, and the voices are mixed together, and the calls are very loud. There are pigeons on the roof screaming "coo coo coo", which may be long-term feeding pigeons. Later, I heard the cry of a magpie, which was mechanical, hoarse, and very dry. Judging from the perspective of human aesthetics, this voice could not hear any emotion. Then a crow flew by. Then I fell asleep, and when I got up, I found that the birdsong outside the window seemed not as lively as before. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com