In the quiet ravine, leiothrixes flitted among the bamboo, their bright calls echoing through the mist.

A leiothrix hopped along the forest floor, its bright plumage flashing as it searched for insects.

In the early morning, the red-billed leiothrixes sang from the dense branches, filling the garden with bright, cheerful notes.

During our hike in the foothills, I spotted a red-billed leiothrix flitting through the undergrowth.