Cross the river

Second class crossing the river

One day, the chickens and ducklings came to the river and they thought about the river. The river is flowing, and the ducklings can swim, but the chickens can't swim, which makes them bothering like the ants on the hot pot.

The chicken and the duckling are looking around, thinking about it, scratching their heads. Suddenly, the duckling came up with a trick. The duckling directs the chick and goes along with the planks next to it, this plank is about one meter from, thirty-six centimeters wide. They slammed their bodies, pushed their wings, and finally pushed the planks into the creek. The duckling jumped into the river, let the chickens go to the board, and then slowly pushed the board forward...

After a while, they finally crossed the river, the rolling waves were behind them; the beautiful scenery appeared in front of them... The chicken said to the duckling: "Ducker, you are so smart, come up so well at the crucial moment. The way." The duckling listened, embarrassed to say: "Thank you for compliment!" The duckling finished, and the chicken is happy to play.

Days, it seems extraordinarily blue, grass, extraordinarily green, the laughter of chickens and ducklings, it seems more concentric...