The Thirsty Crow｜乌鸦喝水
出自｜伊索寓言 The summer sun was burning hot A thirsty crow flew to a spot His throat was dry, he felt so weak He could not find water for his beak. Suddenly he saw a tall gray jar Standing in the garden, not very far. He flew right down with a happy caw, But when he looked in, here is what he saw The water was there but very low His beak could not reach; it was too slow. He tried to push the heavy pot, But it would not move no, it would not. The poor black crow began to think: “How can I get that cool refreshing drink?” He looked around upon the ground Some little pebbles, smooth and round. An…
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