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On the 152nd day, when my four seasons were playing songs in spring, the swallow was the first to tell me: Spring is coming! With words, but also with actions. However, the action is not very friendly.

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My four seasons are singing

spring

When I was a child, it was always the swallow who told me first: Spring is coming!

With words, but also with actions. However, the action is not very friendly. I was playing with mud under the eaves when suddenly a "tick" sounded and a cloud of thin objects fell on my face. Guano. Swallow dried.

In the village, my grandmother knows bird language best. The sun climbed up the treetops, the magpie "chirped, chirped, chirped" a few times, and the grandmother said: The magpie urges you to "get up - bed - la!" "At this time, grandma was like a naughty child, and I deliberately lay in bed.

The cuckoo called, and Grandma explained: "Cut quickly, harvest the wheat and plant the grass." "It reminds people not to miss the farming season. Birds are the first to perceive spring, they are friends of farmers, and the whole countryside is brought to life by the chirping of birds. Reading makes people happy

On the 152nd day, when my four seasons were playing songs in spring, the swallow was the first to tell me: Spring is coming! With words, but also with actions. However, the action is not very friendly.
On the 152nd day, when my four seasons were playing songs in spring, the swallow was the first to tell me: Spring is coming! With words, but also with actions. However, the action is not very friendly.
On the 152nd day, when my four seasons were playing songs in spring, the swallow was the first to tell me: Spring is coming! With words, but also with actions. However, the action is not very friendly.
On the 152nd day, when my four seasons were playing songs in spring, the swallow was the first to tell me: Spring is coming! With words, but also with actions. However, the action is not very friendly.
On the 152nd day, when my four seasons were playing songs in spring, the swallow was the first to tell me: Spring is coming! With words, but also with actions. However, the action is not very friendly.
On the 152nd day, when my four seasons were playing songs in spring, the swallow was the first to tell me: Spring is coming! With words, but also with actions. However, the action is not very friendly.

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