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    But then it thought: Love is better than life, and how can the heart of a bird be compared with the heart of a man? So the nightingale flew to the rose tree and sang all night with thorns on her breast. Suddenly, a rose grew. But the tree said that the roses would not turn red before morning if they were not tied more tightly. Then the nightingale tightened her knot a little more, and her song grew louder and louder. The edges of the rose are red. But the flower core is not enough. The tree said, let the thorn go into the heart. The nightingale drove a rose thorn into her heart. A sharp pain hit him all over. At last the rose was a deep red, and the core was as red as a jewel. The rose grew red, but the nightingale's song grew weaker, and at last she lay down in the grass. The lesson of this story is that even birds have feelings. The nightingale sacrificed her life for the love of the student.

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