It is said there is a kind of birds named the thorn birds. They only sing once in their lives. But the sound of singing is the most wonderful in the world. When they leave their nests they will look for the thistles and thorns. And they don’t give up till they find them. At last they thorn their chests with the longest and sharpest thorns. Then they sing the most beautiful songs at the great cost of life. But they must endure hardships to do all these.

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I think we are like the thorn birds. We also have our own dreams like the best sound of singing. We should do our best to make our dreams come true like the thorn birds too.