It was a summer day, heavy and crushing under the weight of the heat and humidity. I had gone to my parents' house for dinner; upon entering, I first stopped by the kitchen to check on the cooking food and then stepped out onto the balcony. There, lying on the floor, was a bird. It looked exhausted, and I figured it had taken refuge here to escape the suffocating heat. First, I placed a small dish of water in front of it, and when I noticed it couldn't drink, I let the water drip drop by drop onto its beak. I stroked its head, rubbed water over its entire body to cool it down, and held it in my hands for a while. Within ten minutes, it began to revive and move its wings, then I gently lifted it up, giving it a tiny push to help it leap into the air. It flew away without even looking back, and I hadn't expected it to look back anyway.
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