The Thirsty Crow｜乌鸦喝水

出自｜伊索寓言 The summer sun was burning hot A thirsty crow flew to a spot His throat was dry, he felt so weak He could not find water for his beak. Suddenly he saw a tall gray jar Standing in the garden, not very far. He flew right down with a happy caw, But when he looked in, here is what he saw The water was there but very low His beak could not reach; it was too slow. He tried to push the heavy pot, But it would not move no, it would not. The poor black crow began to think: “How can I get that cool refreshing drink?” He looked around upon the ground Some little pebbles, smooth and round. An idea came into his head; “I will use my brain,” the smart crow said. He picked up a stone and dropped it in Plop went the stone with a little spin! He dropped another one by one, Working very hard under the sun. Plop, plop, plop! the stones piled high; The water started rising towards the sky. Up came the water to the very top The crow did not stop, no, he did not stop. At last he drank the water cool; He was a smart bird and not a fool. Little by little does the trick A clever thought is better than quick!前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动