It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
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It's almost dark, the walk, originally wanted to pat the branches of the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the call of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really wanted to do, the yellow oriole sub-adult bird can't wait to come out and appear, although the light is not very good, but this bird luck is still really good.
It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
It was getting dark, I came for a walk, I originally wanted to pat the branches and clatter the red-tailed Berau, in the spring I heard the cry of the yellow oriole nearby, I thought I could touch the yellow oriole, who knows what I really want to come
