What are the fairy tales in China

1. Piggy's Tantrum

Chubby Piggy made many friends at his grandmother's house, including Rabbit, Lamb and Duck. They played happily. When they parted, Piggy asked his friends to go to his house tomorrow to play. They happily promised to go.

The next day, Rabbit, Lamb and Duck made an appointment with each other and came to Piggy's house. Just as they were about to knock on the door, they suddenly heard that Chubby was making a big fuss: "Mommy, you pay for my cake!"

"Good boy, your cousin ate the cake yesterday, I'll buy it for you tomorrow."

"No! No way! Who are you to give it to him to eat!"

"Mommy wasn't right, you shouldn't lose your temper."

"Just throw, just throw a tantrum, if you don't pay for the cake, I'll make a scene! Wha-wha-wha-" cried Chubby Piggy.

Duh! Duk! Duk! Duckie was knocking on the door.

When Piglet saw his friends, he was busy drying his tears and said, "You're right on time, let's play together."

"Hello, Mommy Pig!" The friends greeted Mama Pig politely first, and then said to Chubby Pig as one, "We've come to say goodbye to you. Children who don't respect their mommy won't respect their friends either. You'd better play by yourself." With that, they turned their heads and bounced away, hand in hand.

Chubby Piggy looked at his friends' faraway backs and said to his mother with his head bowed, "Mom, I was wrong."

2. Tadpoles

There are many, many tadpoles in the pond, and the tadpoles' tails are wagging, so handsome! What are the tadpoles doing? They are using their long, thin tails as paintbrushes to do their homework!

Writing, writing, writing a line without format of the poem; drawing, drawing, drawing a pool of puzzles that can not see the answer to the riddle.

The tadpole's paintbrush was getting shorter and shorter every day, and in the end it was so short that it couldn't be used any more.

The little fish and shrimp found out, muttering and nibbling their ears: "Oh, the tadpole must have learned something bad! Why else would it have no tail?"

"Yes, I heard that the white rabbit shortened his tail because of his lies! The tadpole must have done something bad!"

At first, the tadpoles thought they had really lost their tails, and searched for them in the pond. Later, they gave a giggle--didn't mom say, "Kids, if you lose your tail, you're all grown up! Then you can go to the shore to find your little friend!" They leapt out of the pond with a hop and a skip and turned into cute little frogs.

3. Tadpoles looking for their mothers

There were a group of tadpoles in the pond, with big heads, black and gray bodies, and long tails, swimming around happily.

The tadpoles swam and swam, and after a few days grew two hind legs. When they saw the mother carp teaching the little carp to catch food, they greeted her and asked, "Auntie carp, where is our mother?" The mother carp said, "Your mommy has four legs and a wide mouth. You guys go over there and look for it!"

The tadpoles swam and swam, and after a few days, grew two front legs. They saw a turtle swinging its four legs and swimming in the water, and rushed after it, calling, "Mommy, Mommy!" The turtle laughed and said, "I am not your mommy. Your mommy has two big eyes on top of her head and a green dress. You guys go over there and look for it!"

The tadpoles swam and swam, and after a few days, their tails got shorter. They swam next to the lotus flower and saw a big frog squatting on the lotus leaf, wearing a turquoise garment, showing a snow-white belly and bulging a pair of big eyes.

The tadpoles swam over to the frog and called, "Mommy, Mommy!" The mother frog looked down and said with a smile, "Good children, you have grown into frogs, jump up!" They stomped on their hind legs, jumped forward, and hopped onto the lotus leaf.

At some point, the little frogs' tails were gone. They followed their mother and went to catch pests every day.

4. Monkey Fishing for the Moon

Once upon a time, there was a monkey who fell in love with the moon, which was always changing, sometimes round, sometimes curved, and looked so mysterious and seductive that the monkey was enchanted.

Then the monkey stopped liking the daytime, when the moon was always shy and refused to show itself, and only came out after the sun had set.

So the monkey slept during the day, and at night he ran out and looked up at the bright, pure face of the moon, happy and content. The long dark nights passed in this way, and the seasons of the year, too, slipped away in a hurry.

One evening in the fall, the monkey felt a little thirsty, and looked around for water to drink.

He found a well in the woods, and was so happy that he wanted to poke his head in and drink from it. But suddenly, he froze as if he had been electrocuted. He saw the moon, the goddess he had longed for.

How could she be in the well? She had wasted away into a pale crescent moon, like crystal ice about to melt, and it hurt him to see it.

He scrambled to look up toward the sky, only to see another identical crescent moon still hanging high in the treetops, pulsing and speechless as it gazed down at him.

The monkey was shocked. He couldn't believe his eyes, his heart was stirred at once.

At that moment, a gust of autumn wind blew by, and the moon in the well suddenly shattered, leaving only wisps of silver light flickering about in the waves of water.

He looked at her anxiously and heartbroken. Luckily, as soon as the wind stopped, she regained her form.

But what to do? Who was so heartless and cruel to imprison her at the bottom of this dark, sunless well? Perhaps the moon in the sky was just his illusion, and she was suffering in the cold, bone-chilling water at the moment!

He was determined to save her!

Seeing him straining at the edge of the well, he climbed over the edge with one hand and gently fished towards her with the other. But as soon as his hand touched her face, she was once again reduced to a mess of broken jewels.

His hands were covered with water droplets, they must be her tears. Did he hurt her? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. He said to her silently in his heart.

But for some reason, as soon as his hand retracted, she changed back to the original curved crescent moon. She seems to be a naughty child who likes to play pranks, making him helpless and anxious but pitying and loving ......

Over and over again, he approached her with hope.

Over and over again, his hopes were dashed.

She seems to be an illusory dream, can only be a lifetime of far away from the look, but never be able to hold his hand, with the son of the old.

Later, he could no longer support the tired body and mind, a loose hand, even towards the well head into -

For the first time in his life, with her so close. With his last breath, he kissed her bright autumn waves, her lips, her hair. She pulverized in his passionate caresses and bloomed into a lily drenched in autumn moonlight.

And he, finally realized the obsessed heart's long-cherished wish, and she hungrily melted into one, forever indulged in her tender watery embrace, to death no longer separate ......

But, that curve of the moon hanging high in the sky is still coldly stunning, pulsating breathless staring at him, staring at the whole world.

Poor monkey, do you know? Your lifelong love and adoration is nothing but a watery moon and a mirror.

5. A Pony Crossing the River

There was an old horse and a young horse living in the stable.

One day, the old horse said to the pony: "You've grown up, can you do something for mommy?" The pony jumped up and down and said, "Why not? I would love to help you do something." The old horse said happily, "Well then, wow, you carry this half pocket of wheat to the mill."

The pony picked up the wheat and ran as fast as he could to the mill. As he ran, a small river blocked his way, and the water flowed loudly. The pony was in a quandary, thinking, "Can I get across? How wonderful it would be if his mother were around to ask her what to do!

He looked around and saw an old cow grazing by the river. The pony ran over to him and asked, "Uncle Cow, please tell me, can I wade across this river?" The old cow said, "The water is very shallow, just below your calf, so you can wade across."

Listening to the old ox, the pony immediately ran to the river and prepared to wade across. Suddenly, a squirrel jumped down from a tree and stopped him, yelling, "Pony, don't cross the river, don't cross the river, the river will drown you!" The pony was surprised and asked, "Is the water deep?" The squirrel said seriously, "Very deep! Yesterday, one of my mates fell into this river and drowned!"

The pony hastened to gather his feet, not knowing what to do. He sighed and said, "Ugh! Better go home and ask mom!"

The pony flicked his tail and ran home. Mom asked, "Why are you back?" The pony said with embarrassment, "A river is in the way, I ...... I can't get across." Mom said, "Isn't that river very shallow?" The pony said, "Yes! Uncle Cow said so too.

But Squirrel said the river was so deep that he even drowned his buddy!" Mom said, "So is the river deep or shallow? Have you thought carefully about their words?" The pony lowered his head and said, "No ...... haven't thought about it."

Mother kindly said to the pony: "Child, just listen to what others say, do not use your own brain, not to try, it will not work. Whether the river is deep or shallow, you will understand if you go and try it."

The pony ran to the river, and just as he lifted his front hoof, the squirrel yelled again, "Why, you don't want to die!" The pony said, "Let me try." He went down to the river and waded carefully. It turned out that the river was neither as shallow as the old cow said, nor as deep as the squirrel said.

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