Kind red-crowned crane

On a sunny morning, a crane is hungry and goes to the river to catch fish.

He really caught a delicious little fish, and the crane thought: I must leave here quickly, otherwise the fish will escape in the water. He was thinking about it, the little fish had just slammed it on the shore: "Let me go, you will get good luck, or you will be retribution!"

"What?" The crane yelled and scared to let go of the small fish and flew.

Later, he grabbed a few small and small fish to eat elsewhere, and returned to the crane group. The cranes in the crane group all said in a disgusting and ridiculous tone: "How come you come back so late? Is it rushing to play again?"

Xianhe hurriedly said: "No, no." He told everyone about his experience. After listening to it, everyone began to talk about it: "That must be a delicious fat fish!"

"If I were there, I wouldn't listen to that one and let it be eaten!"

......

The next morning, the cranes of the cranes got up early, they all came to the river, everyone wanted to grab the fat fish. In the middle, a bolder crane went into the water. With his long mouth, the little fish fell on the grass on the shore. I couldn’t think of the fish and spoke again: "I beg you, let me go." Let's go."

The cranes were angry: "Our stomach is hungry."

The little fish said: "If you eat me, you will not get good luck...."

Before I finished, the little fish was unfortunately eaten by these cranes, so poor little fish!

After eating, the cranes started talking again: "The taste is really good!"

"I really want to eat a delicious fish like this!"

......

They are talking about it. The crane that did not eat the small fish passed. He found the fish bone still on the grass and cried sadly. When he looked up, a drop of water dripped on his head. .

"Wow! You put on a beautiful red hat!" The cranes cried in surprise.

The crane that daringly ate fish hurriedly looked at the top of his head against the river. There was nothing, it was gray and bald, and the other cranes were the same. They did not get a beautiful red hat.

Only the crane that gave birth to the small fish got beautiful, so this crane became the red-crowned crane today.

The kind-hearted red-crowned crane buried the bones of the small fish sadly, standing on the river every day and singing sadly, commemorating his dead friend!