Luyện nghe bài hát Many Trails

A boy heard the voice of the one night
and went out to where he was singing. He had to
quite a ways through a big field, because the
song of the whippoorwill carried so well in the he
sound much closer he really was. And on the way
the boy found a well worn trail, so he 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 said "Why are you me?" The boy
was frightened and said "Well the trail you
happened to be a short and way through this
field. Then coyote asked "Well if not following
me why are you here?" "Well I heard the beautiful
song of the and wanted to watch him
sing." "Well do you not think my are beautiful?",
said coyote. "Oh", said the boy, "there but I hear
you all the time. I much prefer the of the
whippoorwill" made coyote furious and he was
jealous of the whippoorwill's song. He "Listen to
my night song you might this one" And he pulled
his head and yodeled out a tune. The boy
covered his ears and said, "Thank you for the
song, but I be going now." "Well", coyote said, "I
can show you a short cut to the boy, and
where he sings is over there." Pointing his claw,
smiling out of the of his mouth. The boy paused,
looked around, he knew the night was passing so
he agreed to coyote. But coyote's trail 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, up." Coyote was at a full trot but the boy
had just fallen again and his knee. And by the time
he got to the place where the whippoorwill had
singing all night, it was morning. was
gone. And so was coyote, in he could hear
coyote's songs in another field. So the boy and
headed for home, covered with burrs, misq and a
skinned up knee. And it was summers later
the boy became a wiser man. And he realized,
there are no shortcuts to find you really
love. But are many trails in this life. So you must
stay to your path, and always keep and eye out
for coyote.