Axe story

On a sunny morning, the loggers rushed up the mountain with an axe and cut down a living tree.

In the evening, the tree floated in the world, and it was unfair to think of the ruthless axe being cut off that day. Why is the big tree destined to be cut by an axe? So I went to find an axe to judge.

The axe was sleeping alone in bed, suddenly feeling gloomy, and there seemed to be something to come.

Soon, I heard a knock on the door and scared the axe.

"Who?" said the axe nervously. "It's me!" said the tree, "Quickly open the door!" "Who are you?" The axe said curiously. The tree said: "I am the big tree that you cut down that day. Please open the door." The axe sighed.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" the axe said arrogantly. The tree said: "Why are you going to cut me? And my brothers and sisters." The axe glanced at it and said, "Do you have this? I love which tree to cut and cut which tree." "Of course I want Take care of our business. Life is ours, you take our lives, we must take care of them." "If you go to hurt other trees, a disaster will soon come to your place."

Soon, the roaring flood came. The whole village was washed away, leaving the ruthless axe. The axe remembered what the big tree had said not long ago.

Goodbye to everyone, I have to find a place to hide, spend the rest of my life alone!