This is an ordinary road in the city, not in the city center, but it is still bustling and noisy. Shared bicycles are crowded with sidewalks, and street vendors are crowded with the small street opposite. The big parasols and canopy signboards are colorful and attract people’s eyes. For a while, the sound of horns and cries mixed in the clear air in late autumn, crowded and noisy. 　　When I parked the car carefully on the side of the road, I found that a “person” had already got there first. In fact, it was not a person, but a bird. It has a spindle shape, a black body, a tuft…