Then it thought for a moment.
"Woof woof woof!"
A flower as pretty as me.
Su Ye's interest was piqued. She pinched one of its large petals and asked,
"Where have you seen it?"
"Woof woof woof woof woof!"
I don't know either.
"Then how do you know the other flowers go by the same name?"
"Woof woof woof!"
It's just in my head.
Su Ye thought for a moment.
"How many of these other flowers are there?"
Golden Crow puffed out its chest proudly.
"Woof woof woof!"
A huge patch of them, stretching as far as the eye can see. They're all talking flowers.
Su Ye stared at Golden Crow for a while, an image automatically forming in her mind: a vast field of Golden Crows mimicking the voices of children.
A sudden chill ran down her spine.
An answer began to form in Su Ye's mind. As if to confirm it, she asked,
"Why do they mimic children's voices?"
"Woof woof woof woof woof woof!"
