A farmer sowed his fields with seed each spring only to see flocks of crows fly in to gobble up his seed. Finally the farmer decided he would do something about the robbers, and he placed nets on his newly sown field.
The nets caught dozens of crows and one tall stork, whose leg was broken in the mesh of the net. As the farmer walked through the field, he grabbed up crows and stuffed them into a bag. Finally he came to the stork.
“Please, sir, let me go,” the stork begged. “My broken leg pains me terribly. And I must hurry home, for my parents count on me, and I take very good care of them.”
“You should have thought of that before you landed on my field,” the farmer said.
“But I see you have set these nets out for crows,” the stork said. “As you can see, I am not a crow. I have very different feathers than a crow. We really have nothing in common at all. You must see at once that I am nothing like a crow.”
“What I see is that you have come after my newly sown field with the rest of the robbers. If you spend your time with such companions, you must accept the same fate,” the farmer said. He seized the stork and crammed him in the bag with the crows. “Birds of a feather flock together!”
我昨天夜里做梦有梦到韩雪姐姐。 梦中是这样的,几个人围坐着一张桌子,说着什么。 开始我是知道我对面是坐着人的,我没在意是谁。 可在我再抬起头看时,那个人竟是韩雪姐姐。