Children’s story
“Di-di-da, di-di-da…” Little Dingdang has a small horn, and its sound is crisp and loud. Wherever Little Dingdang goes, he likes to bring it along.
Little Dingdang sneaked into the study and blew his horn hard right next to his dad’s ear. “Di-di-da, di-di-da…” The horn’s sound was extremely loud, making his dad furious, his mustache bristling and his eyes glaring.
Little Dingdang quietly slipped into the kitchen and stood behind his mom, blowing his horn hard. “Di-di-da, di-di-da…” The horn’s sound was extremely loud, startling his mom so much that she almost dropped the dishes.
The little cat was curled up on the sofa, sound asleep. Little Dingdang tiptoed over and pulled out his horn. “Di-di-da, di-di-da…” The horn’s sound was extremely loud, scaring the little cat into letting out a “meow” and diving under the bed, too scared to come out.
“Little Dingdang, get rid of your horn!”
His mom and dad’s voices were extremely loud, scaring Little Dingdang into grabbing his horn and running out of the house in a flash. Little Dingdang ran to the grass downstairs, where the pretty big sister from the neighbor’s house was singing. Her voice was soft and gentle, like the tinkling of a little stream.
Little Dingdang walked over, puffed out his cheeks, and blew his horn hard. “Di-da-di-da,” the horn’s sound was extremely loud.
“Ah!” The big sister’s beautiful singing turned into a horribly shrill scream. Little Dingdang was so scared that he covered his ears.
“Little Dingdang, can you blow your horn softly to accompany my singing?” The big sister looked at Little Dingdang with a slight smile.
Little Dingdang nodded and began to blow his horn softly.
“Di-di-da…” “La-la-la…” Listen, how beautiful their music is!
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
