Full text of the story of "crooked head" wood stake

I don't know since when, such a log has been inserted in this wasteland. Why put a stake in here? I can't really tell. Anyway, a long time ago there was such a wrinkled, dirty and ugly wooden stake standing in this green grass.

All I know is that he is a very proud and proud stake, and he has a pointy head that is always crooked. He always looked down on the grass around him. He is taller than anyone else, and he feels that he is taller than anyone else.

He was a very old, very old log, and no one knew how old he was. Maybe he's been here for 201 years, 301 years, 401 years, I can't figure it out all at once. Old age, which is also a reason for his pride. But he forgot that he used to be a tree, and even a small tree, not much taller than the grass. As for when he first germinated, he was even shorter than many grasses, but he forgot these facts.

Now, he tilts his head all day long, and no one looks down on him.

One day, a little boy came to play on the grass. This is a naughty little boy who always carries a knife and scribbles everywhere. The little boy found the wooden stake, and carved a face on the crooked head with a knife: a pair of big eyes staring at people, as if he was losing his temper; a mouth with teeth, as if he was shouting something; There is a big nose, the nose is wrinkled, as if to sneeze! In short, it's a grimace. The little boy also carved some messes under the grimace as clothes for wooden piles.

The little boy was very proud and laughed: "It's a statue, it's beautiful!" (Is it true? Only God knows!) Then, needless to say, the naughty little guy ran away.

The old wooden stake originally felt that the knife was very painful, but when the little boy said that he was a beautiful statue, he was very happy and forgot the pain.

He thought: Since he is a statue, everyone will respect him, admire him, and also fear him.

"It's so exciting! I've become a statue, so interesting."

He muttered, and made up a song to praise himself.

What kind of song is that? It's not good at all. As long as it is windy and rainy, the wooden stakes will sing, "dudududu" and "chirp chirp", which means that he is a great statue that has never been seen before.

But no one applauded him from the grass around the stake.

The wooden stake stretched its neck and asked:

"Hello! Didn't you hear me sing?"

The grasses were silent.

The stake wrinkled its nose and shouted:

"Hey! Don't you see my beautiful face?"

The grasses remained silent.

The wooden stake suddenly shouted:

"Oh, oh! It's amazing, it's amazing! What is this?"

It turned out that two flew up to his crooked head. In order to find bugs, the sparrows hopped on his head with their tails raised, rubbing against his scalp.

The wooden stake hissed the sparrows impatiently:

"Go, go! How dare you stand on my head? You know? The statue's head is something very solemn."

The sparrows flew up and laughed and called:

"What, what are you putting on! Aren't you that old lump of wood?"

"Bah! Go!" The wooden stake was so angry that he was speechless for a long time.

From then on, for a long, long , everyone ignored that proud stake. He just stood there all the time, tilted his head, and was not too tired to panic.

Later, one afternoon, several little girls came to play on the grass. A little girl found the stake and said:

"Look! What is that?"

Hearing this, the wooden stake became more excited and thought:

"They must have seen this statue of me. These little girls, they must have never seen a statue like me. There is no such statue in the world. I am solemn and beautiful..."

A little girl said, "Let's jump the rubber band, there's a log here."

The wooden stake was angry and protested: "What wood stake, I am a statue!"

None of the little girls heard the chirping sound of the wooden stake. They took out a long rubber band and tied one end to a wooden stake and the other to a walnut tree.

They jumped up with rubber bands, and as they danced, they sang:

little ball,

banana pear,

Malian blooms twenty-one.

They dance really well. Those slender legs are like wings, and they go down and up for a while. The rubber band always wants to wrap around those legs, but they can't wrap them, and those legs are flying.

The wooden stake was in a daze watching the little girls' games, but he still thought: "Enough is enough, they should sing a beautiful statue next."

Unexpectedly, the little girl sang next:

two five six,

two five seven,

Two eight two nine thirty one.

The stake is angry again:

"What are they singing nonsense about? It's so boring!"

The little girls danced enough and sang enough, but they didn't sing the wooden stakes. Then they unbuckled the rubber band and went home.

Strange, after the little girls left, the wooden stake was a little stuffy. He suddenly wanted to play, and even wanted to learn to jump the rubber band. But where are his legs? He couldn't move, so he comforted himself and said, "Jumping the rubber band is something for the girls. I am a great statue, so I don't play this game."

Later, one day, a group of workers came to this place to build a park. After a while, they built swings, slides, sandpits, swimming pools, small railways, airplanes, spaceships, and many, many other things.

Finally, workers found old wooden stakes on the edge of the park. A big worker uncle said:

"This wooden stake is so ugly and in the way, let's gouge him out by the roots."

Stake thought, "I'm done for now."

Everyone said, "Yes!"

The stake wanted to shout, "I am a statue!" But the workers had already dug the stake out of the ground with three or two strokes.

Uncle Big Worker said:

"Come on a crane and take this broken log away."

A small worker uncle said:

"No, leave him beside the grass and make a bench for repairs. The children can sit on it and rest when they are tired."

Uncle Big Worker said:

"That's a good idea, it's awesome!"

Hey hey hey hey hey! The workers started working together. After a while, the stake was lying on the edge of the grass. The workers also cleaned the dirt from the wooden piles, repaired them for a while, and then left.

The children's park is open.

A whole bunch of kids came and they played swings, slides, made tanks in sandpits, made houses, got on trains, got on planes, oops, so many games, they had so much fun!

Of course, he had seen all these old wooden stakes, but he felt really uncomfortable when no one came to play with him.

Later, a few little girls came to the grass, and they wanted to jump the rubber band again.

A little girl said:

"Got somewhere to tie the rubber band."

When the stake heard this, it was very happy, and called out:

"I, I, where am I!"

But none of the little girls heard his strange chirping sound.

Later, a little girl stumbled upon the wooden stake lying honestly. His crooked head was just tilted up, and he was peeking at them.

The little girl said:

"Look here, tether to this knot of wood."

The stake was happy and a little angry, and said:

"Bullshit, I'm not a lump of wood! Well, but, well, it's okay to play once."

Because he was so lonely after no one paid attention to him for a long time.

The girls tied one end of the rubber band to the crooked head raised on the wooden stake, and the other end to a telephone pole.

They jumped up with rubber bands, and as they danced, they sang:

little ball,

banana pear,

Malian blooms twenty-one.

The little girls were so happy, those legs were flying and dancing, and the heart of the wooden stakes shook. Do you believe it? He still has a heart.

The wooden stake suddenly remembered the time when he also made a small tree, but that time has passed for too long, and everything is vague. He only remembered that some tender branches and green leaves had grown on his head, as if it had bloomed. But what year was that?

He forgot that he was a "statue" and couldn't help but sing too.

He was learning the songs of the little girls, but he sang a little out of it. He sings:

big ball

watermelon rind,

The stone blossoms ninety-one.

One thousand one hundred eleven.

Eleven one hundred and one.

Putting on airs is useless;

Tie a rubber band, great!

What did he sing, it was all out of tune.