In the middle of the depression, on a solitary big willow tree, there lived a crow. In the morning, he went outside to look for food. At night, he slept alone in the nest, which was extremely deserted. He decided to go out and have a rough time and find some close friends. On this day, it was still dark. He flew into a large forest and saw a lark standing on a branch, singing happily. The crow flew over and said hello: "Hello, lark! The song you sing is so beautiful."

The lark saw that it was the crow praising itself, so it ignored it and continued to sing.

The crow said again: "Lark, shall we make friends?"

The lark stopped singing, glanced at the crow and said: "Will you make friends with me? "

The crow said: "Yes!"

The lark laughed and said: "It's a joke that you make friends with me. Listen to my singing. It sounds so beautiful. With your broken voice, how can you be worthy of making friends with me?"

After hearing this, the crow flew away in sadness.

The crow saw another peacock, which was opening its tail. The crow flew over and said, "Sister Peacock, you are so beautiful. Can you make friends with me?"

The peacock glanced at the crow and said, "Crow, you look dark and ugly. How could I make friends with you? Get away!"

The crow flew away in tears after hearing this. Gone.

The crow saw another magpie. The crow said: "Magpie, can you make friends with me?"

The magpie glanced at the crow and said disdainfully: "Crow, Don't be too fanciful, how could I make friends with you? Who doesn't know that when I crow at people's door, good things will happen, but when you crow, people will feel that disaster is coming, so they say, 'When the crow crows, there will be disaster. Come on, stay away from me, otherwise I won't be polite." After hearing this, the crow left sadly.

The crow came to an orchard. He saw that the leaves of the fruit trees were full of bugs. The woodpecker was treating him. The crow caught the bugs for the fruit trees without saying a word.

At this time, a swallow flew over. After seeing it, it said to the crow: "Crow, you are so kind. The fruit tree will thank you."

The crow listened. , was so moved that he cried and said: "Little Yanzi, but I don't even have a friend."

The little Yanzi asked: "Why?"

The crow cried and said: "They all They say I am a Sangmenxing, ugly and ugly."

Xiao Yanzi said: "That's because they don't understand you yet, whether you are beautiful or ugly, whether you sing well or not. It doesn't matter, as long as the soul is beautiful, it is the real beauty. If you do good things for people, people will understand you." After hearing this, the crow said: "Little Swallow, you can make friends with me. ”

“Okay!” Xiao Yanzi readily agreed, “Not only will I make friends with you, but also peacocks, magpies, and lark will make friends with you as long as you do more good things.”

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The crow smiled happily after hearing this.