Make fairy tales out of grass, peaches and mice.

A long time ago, a mouse passed by a peach forest and saw the red peaches all over the mountain so attractive. The mouse's saliva is about to run down. It climbed over the fence, entered the peach grove, picked the nearest peach, took a bite and cried. That's so sweet. I started picking trees before I finished eating what I was holding. Then it found out. ...