Clouds and birds on the city horizon

3.23 nights

Dreaming of the pink-purple sky far away from the city.

There are fine white flashes in the clouds. I thought it was the clouds that were shining, but the flashes and the clouds are not one, but flowing.

The flock of birds surged like a school of fish, and when they seemed to have flown to the far distance, they immediately turned back again, not migrating, but dancing.

Turning to the left automatically, there are the same flock of birds, and there are three magpies staying on the leafless tree nearby. They start to call, and I feel like I am hearing the sound of magpies for the first time.