Suddenly, one day, the chopsticks and spoons on the kitchen table quarreled. It turned out that they were better than others, and they chattered as a bee. Chopsticks stand on the chest and say, "My master used me to pick vegetables, and I made the greatest contribution." The spoon said without weakness, "My master used me to drink soup, and I made the greatest contribution." "I have the greatest credit" and "I have the greatest credit" said, and in a short time the two of them began to fight, and they also said while fighting, arguing while fighting, holding each other's words, punching each other, and fighting to the death, regardless of the outcome in the dark.
at last, they couldn't move, and plopped to the ground. The host came in, bent down to pick up the broken chopsticks and twisted spoon, looked at it for a while, shook his head with a sigh and put them in the trash can. At this time, chopsticks and spoons regretted death, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine in the world.
This story tells us that nothing can be solved by force.