I am a big and timid tiger. Only by walking in the lonely jungle can you feel your existence. I am eager to be a powerful tiger, but I am just a timid tiger.
I have gorgeous fur, which is my capital to show off in the jungle. However, my heart is not strong. When I encounter difficulties, I will become timid and even want to escape. My behavior often makes other animals laugh at me. They say I'm a big tiger who can only bluff.
By chance, I accidentally broke into the village where human beings live. I watched those innocent lives shivering in front of me, and I felt helpless and scared. I tried to run, but my foot got stuck like a nail. I want to growl, but my voice is as weak as a weak cat.
Finally, it was caught by humans. They locked me in an iron cage and looked at me strangely. I feel that my dignity has been completely trampled on. I tried to resist, but my body couldn't move. I can only growl in the cage, and humans just laugh at me as a big and cowardly tiger.
In the laughter of human beings, I realized that I was a cowardly tiger. I need to be stronger, and I need to learn to face difficulties and challenges. I decided to change myself and become a real tiger.
I began to look for strength in the lonely jungle. I learned to face difficulties and challenges, and I learned to face everything bravely. I'm no longer running away, I'm no longer timid. I began to use my own strength to protect those lives that need to be protected.
Although I am still a big tiger, I am no longer timid. I learned to face challenges and difficulties, and I learned to face everything bravely. I believe I will become stronger, and I believe I will become a real tiger.
Happiness, its armpit feathers through the air, it spreads its wings, like a big tiger, it looks up at the sky and marvels at its wandering between mountains and rivers, as if sighing: it can no longer soar in the blue sky, but can only curl up into a furry coward and crawl around Chu, without its free and easy vitality.
I regard it as a legend. It still lives in my heart. It used to sing here, bringing tired souls to bliss. Although it flies in the sky, it is also tired of fear and trouble, and finally it is trapped here.