The laughter of children sounds no different now than it did in the past.

He found himself longing to hear what her laughter sounded like.

The laughter sounded crazy as bell, but that didn't stop him.

He laughed, and his laughter sounded like bells to her.

She realized how odd it was not to know what one's own laughter sounded like.

The laughter sounded good, and she hoped to hear a joke herself.

His laughter almost sounded abnormal by now as though he were going into a fit.

He laughed again, this time the laughter sounded genuine she thought.

Of all our children, she is the most gregarious, and her laughter sounds the same as Jane's.

The owl and the fox cry where laughter once sounded.