That afternoon, the sun shone warmly through the clouds, reflecting light on the red roof tiles which were starting to fade with time. Above it, three small birds appeared to be resting, enjoying the peace of a quiet day. Their soft chirping sounds slipped through the gusts of wind, bringing a sense of peace that floated gently in the air. From a distance, the sounds of city life fade away, as if making room for the simple harmony of nature and beauty.
The birds seemed to be chatting with each other, as if they were exchanging news about their morning journey. One stood upright on the edge of the roof tiles, its eyes sharp looking around, while the other two were perched nearby, calm in their company. Their golden brown fur shines in the sunlight, giving a warm touch to the gentle afternoon atmosphere. Everything looks so natural, as if time stopped to make room for that simple beauty.
Their chirping is not loud, but enough to liven up the calm atmosphere. Each note is like a small greeting to the world below, a peaceful message from a small creature that lives unhurriedly. The old roof tiles on which they stand are a silent witness to the friendship that grew under the blue sky in a simple place, but full of life stories.
When the wind blew gently, one of them flapped its wings, as if saying goodbye to continue their journey. The other two still persisted, looking at the vast sky with sparkling eyes. The day went on, but that brief moment left a deep impression of peace that comes in the simplest form: the soft greeting of a small bird on a red roof tile warm in the afternoon light.