Question

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Answer 1

The cold air of the morning, full of the sweet smell of spring, woke her life. Shrivel, tiny little eyes open, like two pearls beads, and looks around. Tiny beak open, as if yawning, then stretch her wings. Small, diaphanous feathers, fins seem so fragile that you wonder if you can fly with them and somehow not just for show. Often flashes of tenderness and looked tense little eyes left and right. As if on cue starts out sharp sounds. Sweet and melodious chirping cheerfully continues infected other birds around. Absolute silence suddenly invaded by a chorus of chirps, with many voices. It's hard to understand what happens: if you discuss, argue or laugh happy. The birds seem to be in a contest of twittering, the one who chirps louder and more often wins. Gure uproar made by the birds is impressive: so small and frail, but with a voice so strong and loud. The sounds grow louder as if they announce something important. Then suddenly flock of birds tumultuous jump off the tree branch. Fly like chirp. Bat wings strong and fast, after hovering briefly. Flight changes direction several times, making a detour around the tree from which arose. They return to the same branch and start peeped fiercer than before. Prolonged or repeated chirping can be heard up in the distance. Under the gentle caresses of the sun discrete spring, birds are conducted freely as if all nature as a spectator at the concert that they support it with such mastery.