🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Shape Of Life - Unknown

 The Shape Of 
 
 One day, the caterpillar asked the snail, “Mr. Snail, you know many things. Could you tell me, what kind of  is the shape of life?”
 
 The snail nodded, and answered: “Well,  Caterpillar, I think that maybe life is red, like a ripe tomato.”
 
 The caterpillar laughed happily and said, “No, Mr. Snail! I didn’t ask about the  of life! I asked you about the shape!”
 
 The snail nodded, and pondered. And then he answered, “Well, Mr. Caterpillar,  think that maybe it has a sweet scent, like a pot of honey.”
 
 The caterpillar let out a disappointed sigh and said, “No, Mr. Snail! I didn’t ask about the scent of life! I  you about the shape!”
 
 The snail nodded, and pondered, and thought some more. And then,  answered, “Well, Mr. Caterpillar, I think that maybe it murmurs, like a babbling brook.”
 
 The caterpillar  broke down into sorrowful tears, shook his head, and said, “No, Mr. Snail! I didn’t ask about the sound of life! I asked you about the shape!”
 
 The snail nodded,  pondered, and at long last he finally answered, “Well, Mr. Caterpillar, I think that maybe, it has a sharp, sweet flavor, like a juicy cherry.”
 
  his patience, the caterpillar grew very angry, and said, “If you don’t want to answer me, then fine! I’m not going to ask you any more, Mr. Snail! Good-bye!” And with that, the caterpillar turned around and went home.
 
 When he was gone, the snail nodded and said,  Mr. Caterpillar. You already knew the answer. Happiness, disappointment, sorrow, anger. These are the sights, smells, sounds, and tastes. Life can take on many different shapes.”