百囀千聲隨意移， 山華紅紫自高低。
始知鎖向金籠聽， 不及園林自在啼。

Chirping so many different sounds and moving around at will. The red and purple flowers dot the hill, both high and low.You then realise that locking birds in a golden cage, and listening to them sing, is not as pleasing as hearing them chirp freely in the garden.

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