Not a small number of birds are singing in my backyard under the clear sky after a seasonal storm last night. Three long-tailed tits played with a white-eye and a sparrow on a white cotton flower tree. Dragonflies mingle with them. It is a lovely day, indeed.
Over a cup of tea, I admire those gifts that come from Jesus, who only creates them. Happiness and goodness are always originated from Him.
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