By Xiaomo

Spring was coming. The thunder was rolling and the rain was falling. In the bamboo forest, a cluster of bamboo shoots put out their little heads quietly and tried hard to suck the sweet dew of spring; others lived in a waste earthen house which is opposite to the bamboo forest. They greeted each other and always imagined their future together.

After a few days, the little bamboo shoots grew a bit higher. With the rise in temperature, the bamboo shoots outside yelled continuously, “Too hot! Too hot! We can’t endure it!” Then a fierce storm came. It made them stand unsteadily. The storm beat their delicate bodies. They couldn’t resist shouting: “Ouch! Very painful!” The bamboo shoots in the house heard their voice, saying with a sneer: “Why do you have to suffer like this? Living at ease like us is so much better an ... Read more »