Fable
The Angry Toad Asks for Help to Be Happy
Everyone at school knew the Toad was always angry. He never smiled. He didn’t play with the other animals at recess and used bad words if someone tried to talk to him. He would hit and yell at the other animals and thought it was ok to do that. He was always angry, and no one knew why. One day, the angry Toad yelled at his classmates on the playground. He said mean words and made Mouse and Bunny cry. This upset Frog, who was the nicest one in class to everybody. Frog decided to ask Toad why he was so angry so he could try to help him.
By Danielle K. Zonca4 years ago in Fiction
The Asparagus and The Bear
Once upon a time everything in Nature had a voice, and when Man was first created Nature spoke with him and taught him. Man grew wise from Nature’s instruction, and as time passed Man came to know and understand Nature and her inhabitants, and together they built a monument as a covenant between them. But slowly Man forgot his agreement with Nature, and the inventions He designed to assist Nature, became devices to subdue Her. Slowly Man and Nature grew apart and Man stopped listening to Nature and stopped hearing the voices of the animals, and the whispering of trees, and music of the rivers. Nature grew angry and Man grew fearful, and in the forests where the Men of old once walked and spoke with Nature, silence grew complete.
By Judah LoVato4 years ago in Fiction
The sleepwaker
My husband is an idle person. I, on the other hand, am the complete opposite, working hard all day long. I am a lawyer by profession. However, it is not accurate to say that my husband is idle. Yes, my husband does nothing, but he is not idle, but busy all day long, he is one of the least idle men I know. What is he busy with? Damn it! He spends all his energy on countless other affairs. In a word, cheating on me. Does it mean that to have fun, and to have fun with many women in turn - I counted the eighth one not long ago - is to be idle? Whoever says so, he doesn't know what pleasure is all about. My husband spends all his time, idle or not, even in his dreams, not for anything else but to think up tricks to hide from me and cheat on every woman he gets his hands on.
By Moxadple ggg4 years ago in Fiction
The fairy tale of the death of the white swan
Once upon a time, there was a young man, who liked the white swan very much, he thought the white swan is nobler; more beautiful; purer, and he dreamed of having a white swan. The young man thought if one day I have a white swan, how happy I should be! But the white swan can fly! What if she flew away? Wouldn't that be a pity? No, I can not let the white swan fly away, I want to let her stay with me forever. I want to watch her every day. What should I do? I want to make a big iron cage, with the strongest steel; the thickest steel plate, when I finished the iron cage, put the white swan inside. Let her stay inside every day, and never get out. The young man said to do, he went to the street to buy some steel and began to ask others to make him a large iron cage. Not long, the young man's large iron cage is done, the cage is as big as a large table, surrounded by steel, and looks very eerie and scary. The young man felt that this was not enough, so he prepared a beautiful bed for the white swan and a beautiful rice bowl, he thought that now the white swan should be satisfied, living in such a good place, should be very comfortable. There was a white swan on the mountain, she was learning to fly, she had just left home. This white swan with long white feathers, wearing a pair of beautiful little red shoes, looks particularly attractive. She was especially happy with her large and long wings, which could fly a long way with a little stirring in the air. Learning to fly is not an easy thing, the white swan does not know how many times to fall, or how many injuries, and only slowly learn to fly. She wants to fly to the high blue sky; she wants to fly to the gentle lake; she wants to fly to the wide land. The White Swan thinks that nature is too great, nature gives us life and strength, gives us happiness and joy, how grateful we are to mother nature!
By Martil Guevara 4 years ago in Fiction
The little rabbit who picks up stars (I)
There are a group of cute little animals living inside the forest. They are united in love and help each other. One day the little rabbit was about to have a birthday and the little fox wanted to give it a special present. To figure out what this gift should be, even the clever little fox had to frown for a long time, along with his big furry tail to pull off a lot of hair. Finally, the little fox came up with a good answer: What gift can be more special than a star? If the star happens to be a shooting star that falls from the sky and fulfills the birthday wish of the owner, that would be even better. So on the night of the bunny's birthday, the little fox took him to pick up a shooting star. "Little fox, is there a shooting star falling on this mountain?" The little rabbit asked curiously as he followed the little fox up the mountain. "I've heard Elder Phoenix say before that whenever the weather is good, there will be stars from the sky falling here." The little fox replied seriously, "Let's wait patiently for it to come together." The little rabbit nodded with a look of anticipation. *** Soon the two little animals reached the top of the mountain, looking for a big rock to lean against to get out of the wind, and together they looked up at the clear night sky, countless stars adorned the canopy, linked into a silver river of stars, some of which were still mischievously twinkling. "Wow, it's beautiful." The bunny smiled happily at the little fox, "I've never seen such a nice starry sky." "Hmm." The little fox scratched his head with some embarrassment, "Yeah, it's really pretty." But, little rabbit, they are not as good as your smile. Of course, this phrase wimpy little fox only dare to think in the heart, did not say out. After that they waited for a long time at the top of the mountain, but no stars fell, the night became deeper and deeper, and the wind became colder and colder, blowing on the body very uncomfortable. The two small animals began to falter when a star trailing a long tail of light from the sky, just fell on the little fox and rabbit's back on the big rock above. The little fox hurriedly climbed up the boulder, and saw this is a round, fat little meteor, covered with a beautiful silvery yellow light, should have been very cute and beautiful. But at this time it was unluckily stuck between two stone cracks and could not move. "Help me!" The little shooting star pitifully asked for help. I don't know if it was because the star was too fat, but it was stuck between the cracks, and the little fox and the little rabbit had to pull and tug with all their strength, and it took a long time to get it out. The two little animals were excitedly looking around the little star, but the little star suddenly cried out. It turned out that it was a little star that had sneaked down from the sky when the stargazer was not paying attention. It wanted to sneak out to play for a night and then sneak back to the sky before dawn, but it was unlucky that it accidentally hit a big rock when sneaking down, and its smooth body was knocked out with a clear crack. The little star was so scared that it would break into pieces and would not be able to go back to the sky and see its friends.
By Michaell Brawn4 years ago in Fiction
The little rabbit who picked up the star (II)
The little fox and the little rabbit coaxed him for a long time, but they could barely stop the little star from crying. He sniffled and spoke with a nasal voice: "Even if I don't break into pieces, when I go back to heaven, the other stars will make fun of me when they see this ugly crack. "No, didn't you say they are all your good friends?" The little rabbit patiently reassured, "When your good friends see you hurt, they will only feel sorry for you, how can they make fun of you, right, little fox?" The little fox nodded vigorously in agreement. "But ......" the little star was still sad and her voice was lowered to a whisper, "This crack is so ugly." The little rabbit and the little fox looked at each other, a time also silent, under the night, only the cold wind from the top of the mountain whistling past the sound. After a while, the little rabbit spoke: "Little star, don't be sad, I have a way. Even if you are a star that came down from the sky, you are still a shooting star that can help people achieve their wishes, right?" The little star looked at the little rabbit with teary eyes and nodded dumbly. "Then it's no problem." The little rabbit held the little star tenderly in his arms, "Today happens to be my birthday, and I have a wish I want to ask you to help make come true." Then the little rabbit stuck next to the little star and whispered a few words. The little star first showed a confused look, which soon turned into a surprise: "So your wish is ......" "That's right, this shouldn't be too hard." The little rabbit smiled and lifted the little star high in the air. "I wish for the cracks in you to disappear and to be a happy little star again." *** Waiting for the two little animals to see the little star return to the sky, the night is almost over, the junction line between the sky and the earth in the distance to reveal the light of the morning sun. The little rabbit who had not slept all night yawned sleepily. "Sorry, little rabbit." Little fox heart ashamed, "white toss so long, I also failed to send into what you birthday gift." "No, I did pick up the stars, already very happy." The bunny did not mind at all, "And you also accompanied me to see the stars so nice all night, little fox, thank you." "But you would have had other birthday wishes, right?" The little fox touched his nose in embarrassment, "None of them could be realized by shooting stars." "Well, that's a bit of a shame." The little rabbit twitched its long ears, and for some reason, its tone suddenly turned suspiciously gulping, "But my original wish didn't have to be fulfilled by a shooting star, uh, little fox you can also help me fulfill it ......" "What wish is that?" The little fox also put up a pair of pointed ears and asked curiously, "You say, I will help you." "That ...... well, my wish is ......" The little rabbit's face rose red, just as red as its eyes. "I ...... wish to be with the little fox forever." The little fox's face was also red, just as red as its tail. No one spoke for a while, only the early morning light softly sprinkled on them, beautiful and warm. *** When the little fox and the little rabbit went down the mountain hand in hand, the sky was already completely bright. But after all, it is still early, there is no other who came to the mountain, still quiet. Only a small raven that happened to fly by stopped at the mountainside on a lemon tree, looking at the red and white two small animals leaving the figure, somehow very eager to peck their side of the golden fruit. Then the quiet mountain came the crows' cawing. After all, the taste of that lemon is sour, very sour
By Michaell Brawn4 years ago in Fiction
Fateful Wish
"The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.” Brandie heard Bastion begin his favorite tale, to a new prospect on the phone, as she headed out the door for her morning constitution with the forest surrounding the rustic home they shared.
By Saffron Sage4 years ago in Fiction
The Dancing Shadow
The cabin in woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. The night was dark, the moon shrouded by the clouds, and the stars tucked away in murky folds of the sky, almost as if they themselves knew that a shadow danced tonight.
By L.Clabrough4 years ago in Fiction
