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4月的澳大利亚秋高气爽,百日红和金盏花正开放,空气中散发着淡淡的清香。一只年轻的白鹦鹉飞过灌木丛,唱着欢乐的歌“:秋天真美丽,我心多欢喜……”忽然,歌声停住了。白鹦鹉看到灌木丛里有一只雄性眼斑营冢鸟正在用脚扒土,已经扒出一个深约1米、直径约4米的大坑。“您在替谁挖掘坟墓吗?”白鹦鹉小心翼翼地问。“不,我在为我未来的孩子筑巢。”眼斑营冢鸟彬彬有礼地回答。“啊,怎么会?妈妈孵我的时候,只是用树枝搭了窝。”白鹦鹉很吃惊,以为自己听错了。眼斑营冢鸟不以为意,淡淡地说:“我们营
In April, Australia was full of autumn, with hundreds of red and marigold flowers opening to the air with a touch of fragrance. A young white parrot flew through the bushes, singing the song of joy ”Autumn is really beautiful, my heart more joy ... “ Suddenly, the song stopped. The white parrot saw a male eye patch in the bushes. The camping bird is using his foot to dig the soil and has already excavated a pit about 1 meter deep and about 4 meters in diameter. ”Are you digging the graves for whom?“ The white parrot asked cautiously. ”No, I’m building a nest for my future child. “ Eye spot camping bird answered politely. ”Ah, how come? When my mother hatched me, just took a nest with a branch.“ ”The white parrot was surprised and thought he was wrong. Eye spots Camp Nubian birds do not mind, said lightly: "We camp