The cry of the cuckoo, filled the quiet forest.

The cry of the cuckoo was echoing in the night sky.

Migratory birds move seasonally while observing the beautiful scenery of Japan.

He is really a forgetful person, always forgetting names.

He swung the long sword with birds' heads carved on the pommel.

I was able to find a red-billed leiothrix in the park.

He likes to take a walk in the park at dusk.

We should always remember the power of Kannon in difficult times.

It's a family tradition to roast and eat a turkey at Christmas.

This cave is rich in guano.