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Crow
He imagined some words for the job, a lovely pack- Clear-eyed, resounding2, well-trained, With strong teeth. You could not find a better bred lot. He pointed3 out the hare and away went the words Resounding. Crow was Crow without fail, but what is a hare? It converted itself to a concrete bunker. The words circled protesting, resounding. Crow turned the words into bombs-they blasted the bunker. The bits of bunker flew up-a flock of starlings. Crow turned the words into shotguns, they shot down the starlings. The falling starlings turned to a cloudburst. Crow turned the words into a reservoir, collecting the water. The water turned into an earthquake, swallowing the reservoir. The earthquake turned into a hare and leaped for the hill Having eaten Crow's words. Crow gazed after the bounding hare Speechless with admiration4. 点击收听单词发音
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