True Friends｜真正的朋友

民间寓言｜Folk Tale At dusk a charcoal fire rose in the yard Lamb meat sizzled on the iron rack fat dripped into the fire the flames jumped and danced The father stood beside the grill turning the meat slowly the smell spread through the air He lowered his head and said to the child Go invite your friends come and eat the lamb together The child nodded and ran out of the yard A moment later the child stood at the street corner and took a deep breath He shouted loudly Fire my house is on fire The sound echoed through the street Some people stopped some looked out of their doors then closed them again Others frowned shook their heads and walked away After a while a few people put down their work and ran toward the child As they ran they asked Where is the fire The child led them back home In the yard the charcoal burned bright the lamb was ready The father shared the meat and invited them to sit Night fell firelight lit every face After the meal the father looked at the child and asked softly Did you not invite your friends Why did you not invite the true ones The child thought for a moment then looked up and said A true friend is not someone invited to eat A true friend is someone who hears your call and comes at once The father said nothing The fire slowly faded the night wind passed through the yard前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动