请问有英语小故事吗？极短的，用在手抄报上

请问有英语小故事吗？极短的，用在手抄报上

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I’m Roy, and this is my show. This is a television show for all families, and I know you’ll enjoy it.

Let’s start with a story. Once there was a proud pig on a farm. He thought he was the most important of all the animals on the farm. But it was not enough that he himself thought this: he had to be sure that other animals thought it, too. So he went up to a chicken and asked, “Who is the most important animal on the farm?” The chicken answered, “You are, Mr.Pig.” Then he asked a dog, and he got the same reply.

Next, he asked a cow. When the cow seemed uncertained of the right answer, the pig looked angry, and showed his teeth, “Oh, you are, of course, Mr.Pig.” said the cow. “Of course,” the pig said, “there is no doubt about it. ”

At last the pig asked a big horse the same question. The horse lifted one foot, rolled the pig over and placed his foot on the pig’s head. “I think you know the answer now.” said the horse

五年级英语手抄报关于r e vision 小故事

The words I'm like, looking at the sky, white clouds, even if sometimes the sky is dark clouds, I also like, my vision, this piece of blue sky, I will smile. Perhaps. One day, my vision, without it, no such feeling, maybe, I don't see this piece of blue sky. Choice I will not be humble. Vision. I do not want to see you humbly bow to me, in my vision, I will feel that you are inferior, over the shelf life of the product. In my vision, there is no good memory. Stopwatch to calculate the scale of time, not to mention my vision, memory, slowly loss, the window of my vision, do not see the blue sky. My heart is faint pain, when I looked up, saw is, the beautiful black. The night of the black, and not so terrible. I hide in the corner, not dare to appear, but the remains of a light, and I exposed, in this vision, I'm cold, fear, fear. I don't know why my vision without the silk is beautiful, but traces of the black, no, is a black filled my vision, dyed black my memory. Perhaps. When I was in a quiet, this word, I found myself lost, in the vision, I have nothing to lose. I can't go to see myself. Can only, choose to bow down, close the eyes have been wet. I tell myself, not terrible. Instinct tells me, it's scary. I'm wandering around. Two voices. My vision, the sound. Not the two sounds, it's a wonderful sound. The sounds of nature. I can hear. I opened my eyes, forget all the fear. Is the morning. Everything is a dream. The melodious sounds of nature, is the window of birds. I opened the window and saw that it was a day. Blue

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