Luyện nghe bài hát Many Trails

A boy the voice of the whippoorwill one night
and went out to find he was singing. He had to
walk quite a through a big field, because the
song of the whippoorwill carried so in the wind he
sound much closer then he was. And on the way
the boy found a well trail, so he stayed on it for a
while. And in the middle of the trail was coyote,
and coyote was too. He turned and saw the
boy and he "Why are you follow me?" The boy
was frightened and said "Well the you made
to be a short and easy way through this
field. Then asked "Well if your not following
me then why are you here?" "Well I heard the
song of the whippoorwill and wanted to him
sing." "Well do you not my songs are beautiful?",
coyote. "Oh", said the boy, "there good but I hear
you all the time. I prefer the songs of the
whippoorwill" This coyote furious and he was
of the whippoorwill's song. He said "Listen to
my night you might like this one" And he pulled
his head and yodeled out a tune. The boy
covered his and politely said, "Thank you for the
song, but I must be now." "Well", coyote said, "I
can you a short cut to the whippoorwill boy, and
where he sings is just over there." his claw,
smiling out of the of his mouth. The boy paused,
looked around, he knew the night was fast so
he agreed to follow coyote. But coyote's was
rough and rocky. And the boy in quite a few
gopher along the way. Coyote turned around
and and he yelled to the boy. "Were almost
there, hurry up." Coyote was at a trot but the boy
had just fallen again and hurt his knee. And by the
he got to the where the whippoorwill had been
all night, it was morning. Whippoorwill was
gone. And so was coyote, in fact he could
songs in another field. So the boy turned and
headed for home, with burrs, misq bites and a
skinned up knee. And it was many summers
the boy became a wiser man. And he realized,
there are no to find something you really
love. But there are many trails in life. So you must
stay true to path, and always keep and eye out
for coyote.