The life of a duck is as colorful as ours, with ups and downs. So what are the interesting things in the life of a little duck? Let's do it together

Wang Xizhi was once self-satisfied when he studied calligraphy. When he was a boy, his calligraphy skills had already begun to show off, which shocked hundreds of miles around. The praise fell on deaf ears for a while, and Wang Xizhi couldn't help but feel elated.

One day, Wang Xizhi went to the market and saw people shouting and bustling at the door of a dumpling shop, especially the couplet next to the door, which was particularly eye-catching. There are 10 words written on it, "I can't get past this, I know the taste and come here often", and the horizontal plaque reads "Yaer Dumpling Shop". The content of this couplet is quite impressive, but the writing is dull and weak, lacking effort. After Wang Xizhi read it, he curled his lips and thought to himself: These two characters are only worthy of showing off in front of a shop like this! But when he thought about the tone of the couplet, he thought to himself, who is doing business here, and he is so arrogant! I would like to see what happens and learn from it.

When I walked in, I saw a large pot of boiling water next to the low wall inside the shop. The wrapped white flour dumplings were like little white birds, passing over the wall one after another. It fell right into the boiling pot, and the waiter at the dumpling shop was busy greeting the customers. Wang Xizhi took out some broken silver coins, ordered half a catty of dumplings, and then sat down. Only then did he realize that the dumplings were all exquisite and exquisite, like ducks floating and playing in the water. They were truly a marvel of ingenuity! He picked up the dumplings with chopsticks, slowly brought them to his mouth, and took a bite. Suddenly, the aroma was fragrant and delicious. Before I knew it, all the dumplings on the plate were eaten.

After the meal, Wang Xizhi thought to himself, these duck dumplings are really good, but the handwriting of the couplet at the door is too poor. Why don’t I take the opportunity to show my skills and write another one for them, so as to live up to it? This is a delicious meal. Thinking of this, he called the store clerk: "Excuse me, where is the owner of your store?" The store clerk pointed to the low wall and said, "Go back to Sir, the owner of the store is behind the wall." Wang Xizhi walked around the low wall and saw an old man with white hair. The wife was sitting in front of the panel, rolling out the dumpling wrappers and stuffing the dumplings all by herself, all in a blink of an eye, with extremely skillful movements. What's even more amazing is that after the dumplings were wrapped, the old man threw them toward the low wall and fell into the pot. Wang Xizhi was amazed by this, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Old man, how long does it take to practice as well as you do?" The old lady replied: "It takes 50 years to become proficient, and it takes a lifetime to practice deeply."

After hearing this, Wang Xizhi thought for a while, and then asked: "Your craftsmanship is so superb, why don't you ask someone to write better couplets at the door?" Wang Xizhi didn't ask, which was fine, but he was surprised when he asked. Make the old man angry. She said angrily: "My husband doesn't know. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that it's hard to invite him. Let's talk about Wang Xizhi, who just showed his face. People are praising him. To be honest, His skill in writing is really not as good as my skill in making dumplings! As the saying goes, everyone should strive for the upper reaches of the mountains and green mountains. Once you reach the upper reaches, you will be proud of it, and you will teach others next time! The conversation made Wang Xizhi blush and feel ashamed, so he respectfully wrote a couplet to the old man.

Since then, this Ya'er Dumpling Shop has been hung with couplets written by Wang Xizhi, and its business has become more and more prosperous. Wang Xizhi himself practiced calligraphy more humbly and harder, and later became a famous calligrapher in ancient my country.

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The life of a duck is as colorful as ours, with joys and sorrows. When it was a child, the duck was like a yellow pom-pom. It held its little yellow head high and looked at people in amazement with its big bright eyes. It held out its chest, raised its little tail, and raised its flesh-colored feet. Taking the goose step and spinning around, he really looked like a naughty child! One moment, the little duck crawls under the table, tugging at the corners of your pants, and the next, it follows behind your butt, like a follower, never leaving you for even a step! It's like asking you for something to eat. People put feed into a dish for it to eat. It opens its mouth unceremoniously and eats it with big mouthfuls of "baji, bahji". After eating, it "quacks" Call a few times. Express satisfaction with the meal.

What a happy childhood the duck had! However, when you are in the vegetable market, you will find out how painful the duck is! When a customer comes, the ducks will run away in a hurry from the smelly cage, but the result is somewhat tragic. One duck was cruelly caught and killed by its owner! The duck in the cage can only watch helplessly as its companion is being killed. What a terrifying and heart-wrenching scene it is! Not only will the duck be killed, but it will also be cooked and eaten! The life of a duck is like this, with joy and sorrow