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The March is a month when there are so few things to eat for birds. They come to the side of the railroad to look for their seeds in the dead weeds.
In the April their visiting to railroad less and less, and in the very warm May I rarely find them only with listening their happy and beautiful singing sounds.
The March is a month when there are so few things to eat for birds. They come to the side of the railroad to look for their seeds in the dead weeds.
In the April their visiting to railroad less and less, and in the very warm May I rarely find them only with listening their happy and beautiful singing sounds.