One morning very cold wind
air blew across the fields, and the corn shell roll.
while wind gusts whistling sound louder and slamming the door as a barn.) rattle.. rattle..
At least one of the birds flying across the pasture, barn, and the
and
OK near the little bird, it was wet dirty
to be across to the nest, it was trying to fly,
and
OK.little bird, cold and exhausted he felt as if he were to die
one of the cows is nearby staring at the little bird,
and moving toward the bottom of it, the birds, while the mouth to chew the cud,
while birds are afraid to be afraid that ecstasy is an ox ox
foot pedal, take a lump of credits outstanding hindquarters down on the little bird Bird
top will me sick at first depressed and desperate
it is a cow's anger. do the same compounds, the more misery
He tried to struggle to get out of the wagon and oxen
but only for a moment, it began to feel that it is not feeling cold,
excretions from the cow, there is enough to make the heat
body of the poor little bird
warm up.The little bird, thinking I was going to die, and then with a horrible weather
is going to survive ... with a sick cow, pollution was not aware that the
OK on its own. With the intent of the bullock, and
or not?Then the bird was so happy when the wind calmed down so it's head out from a heap of ashes and ox
began to sing with a
the unfortunate cat in the barn and heard the music
blab so birds come out of the ashes, and oxen, and eat free
The story taught to know that
who brought the difficulty, it may not hurt us to the people who brought us out of the difficulty, it may not be in order to help us.
and when he was happy, I'm glad that I don't Express too.
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