Stories and legends of cranes' gratitude

Once upon a time, there lived an old couple in a mountain in Japan. Their lives are very poor. They make a living by the old man chopping wood on the mountain every day. This winter is particularly cold, and the old man collects firewood in the market town to sell.

Walking, the old man stopped and found a crane lying in the snow in the distance. Its feet were caught in the cover placed by the hunter, struggling desperately and flapping its wings. But because of the cold and pain, I trembled all over, gradually huddled up, leaned my head on my abdomen, looked tired and desperate, and slowly closed my eyes.

The old man threw down the firewood, crouched down, untied the crane, picked it up and gently stroked its feathers. Then he went to rub the frozen feet of the crane and said, "Poor crane, don't be afraid, I'll save you." Come on, warm up. When you warm up, fly away while you can still fly. Otherwise people will catch you when they see you. "

The crane woke up gradually. It tidied its feathers, spread its wings and croaked happily at the old man. The old man raised his hands to his chest and held the crane high. The crane nodded to the old man three times, spread its wings and circled the old man's head three times, then held its head high and flew farther and farther into the sky. At this time, the old man reluctantly provoked firewood and continued to walk to the market.

In the evening, the old man sat in front of his own stove and told the old woman the story of saving the crane happily. He also said: "Today's luck is really not bad. A load of firewood was soon sold out. Good is rewarded with good. "

While speaking, I suddenly heard a knock at the door. The old lady got up and answered the door. At the door stood a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen, her head covered with snowflakes like a snowman, and her big bright eyes sparkled. She said softly, "I'm sorry to bother you."

The old lady asked with concern, "What can I do for you, girl? We will try our best to help you. " Girl: "Uncle and aunt, I'm sorry to bother you. I went to the town ahead to find acquaintances. I didn't expect to meet such heavy snow. It is late again. I want to stay here for one night. I don't know if it's ok? "

Grandma: "Yes! It's just that our family conditions are so poor, and you have to suffer and be wronged! Come on, come in and warm yourself and have some hot tea. "

"No, I'm not cold. I'll cook dinner and you rest here. " The girl patted the snow, took off her wooden shoes, stepped on the treadmill and said.

After a while, the girl came out of the kitchen with a tray in her hand. There are delicious meals on the tray. The old couple are eating vegetables and pickles from Huang Chengcheng with a satisfied smile on their faces.

After dinner, the old man sat by the fire and the girl knelt behind him and rubbed his back.

The girl said, "Grandpa, you are going to sell firewood tomorrow and buy some thread by the way. I can knit. You can take it to the market town and sell it. Old man: "OK. "

The next day, grandpa came back from the market town and handed the thread to the girl. Holding the thread in her hands, she said, "From tomorrow on, I will be weaving in the small room next door. I blocked it with curtains. Please don't look in. As soon as you look in, I can't even knit a piece of cloth. " My uncle and aunt agreed to her request.

The girl got up before dawn on the third day. She cooks breakfast first, and then finishes the housework. Then I went into the hut, and soon came the sound of Gong Ji-beep-beep-beep weaving.

The door of the hut finally opened and the girl came out with a shiny white material in her hand.

Uncle and aunt were surprised. Aunt said, "I have never seen such beautiful materials, like clouds and water." It's absolutely beautiful. I don't even know my name. " The girl smiled and said, "This is called brocade. Uncle, take it to the market town tomorrow, sell it at a good price, and buy some thread back. " Grandpa: "Well, all right."

When we arrived in the market town, the brocade was quickly sold and sold at a good price. The old man was very happy and bought many gold and silver threads to go home. He said affectionately, "Girl, are you tired?" The girl smiled and said, "You're welcome, you two. I already think of you as my parents. If you don't mind, I will be your daughter and wait on you. "

The old couple laughed from ear to ear, and Qi said, "It is our blessing to have a good daughter like you!" The next morning, the girl went to the hut to weave as usual. Aunt loves the girl dearly, and fearing that she is tired, she quietly walks outside the hut and peeps through the door.

There is a crane standing by the loom in the room, spreading its wings, plucking its feathers with its own mouth, and getting stuck in the thread and knitting desperately. There is only a small part of its feathers left. The old lady told the old man in surprise.

After a while, the girl came out with the knitted material. Tired, he said, "Sorry, I scared my parents."

With tears in her eyes, the girl turned to her uncle and said, "Uncle, I am the crane you saved. In order to repay my parents, I came up with this idea. Now that it has been caught, I can't stay here any longer. I will always remember your kindness. " After that, they left, and the two old people quickly stayed.

Grandpa said, "We don't mind and won't talk, so don't go. Still be our daughter here! " Aunt: "Yes! We all love you very much and won't let you go!

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes. She said sadly, "I don't want to leave you, but I can't stay here any longer because I have shown myself." I can't go against this. I just hope my parents will take care of me more in the future. I'm leaving. "

The girl walked out of the door and disappeared. I saw a crane flying ahead, flapping its wings. Nodded his head to his parents three times, then circled the roof three times, flew high into the air and disappeared into the clouds.

From then on, the old couple lived a happy old age by selling brocade.

Children, is this a tearful story? Did the crane in the story touch your heart? In order to repay the kindness of the old man, it is willing to sacrifice itself. There is a saying: the grace of dripping water is rewarded with a spring.