Issue 1: A Chinese Idioms Story: Iron Pestle Turns Into Needle MP3

The Iron Pestle Becomes a Needle

When Li Bai, the famous poet of the Tang Dynasty, was a child, he didn't like to study, and often skipped school and wandered in the streets.

One day, Li Bai did not go to school again, in the streets of the east, west to see, unknowingly to the outside of the city. Warm sunshine, happy birds, swaying flowers and grasses make Li Bai sigh, "Such a good weather, if the whole day in the house to study how meaningless?"

Walking, in front of a broken hut, sat a gray-haired old woman, is grinding a stick as thick as a pestle. Li Bai went over to her, "What are you doing, old woman?"

"I'm grinding this mortar and pestle into an embroidery needle." The old woman raised her head, smiled at Li Bai, then lowered her head again and continued. "Embroidery needle?" Li Bai asked again, "Is it an embroidery needle for sewing clothes?"

"Of course!"

"But, the iron pestle is so thick, when will it be sharpened into a fine embroidery needle?"

The old woman asked Li Bai, "A drop of water can pierce a stone, a fool can move a mountain, why can't an iron mortar and pestle be sharpened into an embroidery needle?" "But, you are so old?" Li Bai was puzzled.

"As long as my efforts are deeper than others, there is nothing I can't do." The old woman replied.

The old woman's words made Li Bai feel ashamed, so he went back to school and never skipped a day. He studied hard every day and became a famous poet.