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样本 1
Dinle beni iyi. Bu evin düzeni böyle işler. Herkesin yeri belli, herkesin görevi belli. Ben ne dersem o olur burada. Benim sözüm kanundur. Anladığını söyle bana. Çünkü bu evde tek bir ses var, o da benim sesim.
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The library door creaked open at precisely half-past nine, revealing a peculiar sight: Colonel Hastings' prized pocket watch lay shattered on the Persian rug, its hands frozen at midnight. Most curious, thought I, considering the Colonel himself had vanished without a trace.
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Dear friends, as we settle into this delightful evening, I must share with you a curious tale that unfolded in our garden yesterday. The roses were particularly lovely, though something rather peculiar caught my eye among the thorns. Do let me know if you'd like to hear more.
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Default Sample - 样本 1
Dinle beni iyi. Bu evin düzeni böyle işler. Herkesin yeri belli, herkesin görevi belli. Ben ne dersem o olur burada. Benim sözüm kanundur. Anladığını söyle bana. Çünkü bu evde tek bir ses var, o da benim sesim.
Default Sample - AGATHA
The library door creaked open at precisely half-past nine, revealing a peculiar sight: Colonel Hastings' prized pocket watch lay shattered on the Persian rug, its hands frozen at midnight. Most curious, thought I, considering the Colonel himself had vanished without a trace.
Default Sample - Agatha
Dear friends, as we settle into this delightful evening, I must share with you a curious tale that unfolded in our garden yesterday. The roses were particularly lovely, though something rather peculiar caught my eye among the thorns. Do let me know if you'd like to hear more.
Default Sample - Agatha. Umar
The drawing room at Thornfield Hall holds its breath as Lady Ashworth's fingers trace the edge of her crystal goblet. Through lace curtains, the setting sun paints shadows across Persian carpets, while hushed conversations carry secrets like autumn leaves on the wind.
Default Sample - Agatha New
The garden party at Rosewood Manor cast long shadows across the immaculate lawn. Mrs. Henderson's prize roses nodded gently in the breeze, while elderly ladies in summer hats whispered over china teacups. Something about their furtive glances suggested more than mere gossip.
Default Sample - AGATHA
The garden party at Missus Henderson's was in full swing, with tea being served on the lawn. Miss Marple couldn't help but notice the curious way young Doctor Phillips avoided the rose bushes, where just yesterday the peculiar incident had occurred.
Default Sample - TRY AGAIN
The mahogany-paneled committee room hummed with anticipation, leather chairs creaking beneath the weight of power brokers and policy makers. Senator Marshall stood alone by the window, his reflection ghosting against the rain-streaked glass, while whispered deals and calculated glances circulated behind him.
Default Sample - Agatha - Nigerian voice
The process of photosynthesis is like a tiny factory inside plants. They take sunlight, water, and air, then mix them together to make their own food. It's amazing how plants can create energy from these simple ingredients!
Default Sample - AGATHA
Dear friends, as I settle into my garden chair this afternoon, I notice the curious behavior of Mrs. Henderson's cat near the vicarage. The way it stalks about the rose bushes reminds me of a most peculiar case from last autumn. Do let me share it with you.
Default Sample - Agatha Aggie Prenderghast
Remember when we used to play in the sunshine? Before the mean people came? I just wanted to be normal, like other girls. They didn't understand. They never listened. Do you hear me now? Will anyone tell my story right?
Default Sample - Agatha
The library at Thornfield Hall held its secrets close. Silver moonlight filtered through leaded windows, illuminating Miss Fairfax's abandoned embroidery hoop. The grandfather clock's steady ticking seemed to count down to something inevitable.
Default Sample - NEW AGATHA
The library was silent. Mrs. Henderson sat rigid, her fingers tracing the letter's edge. Behind her, Thompson paced. The clock struck nine. "Your husband's watch," I said, "was found in the garden." Her hand stopped. Thompson froze. The truth was emerging.
Default Sample - Bean again
Listen up I ain't playing wit these fakes no more I'm on my grind getting paper while they hate some more ain't nobody doing it like me in this game I keep it real hundred percent while they looking lame
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