This is a rotten swamp. A pair of swans struggled desperately in the mud.
This is a pair of swans migrating south. They fell down because of the heavy rain. Their beautiful wings are covered with mud, their slender feet are as heavy as a thousand pounds, and their bodies are getting deeper and deeper. They looked up and screamed and lamented in despair.
Just then, a auspicious cloud rose in the sky, which was the light of an angel! The cob held his head high and pleaded loudly:
"Angel, help us!"
"With my strength, I can only save one of you." The angel said, "You must pull out one of your feathers and put it on the other one before you can fly again!" " "
As soon as the voice fell, the cob said, "OK, pull me!" " "
"No, pull me!" The female swan's eyes are full of tears. Their bodies seem to sink again because of talking. The angel looked at them kindly and didn't know how to decide.
The male swan suddenly became very serious and shouted to the female swan, "No, pull my-!""
"This will mean that you can't fly from now on. You have to think about it. " The angel reminded him.
The cob smiled indifferently. He turned his head and looked at his wife affectionately, then put out his mouth and began to pull out his feathers one by one. Every time I pull one out, it hurts. There are many blood holes in his body, and blood drops are constantly oozing out. The swan flapped its wings desperately to stop him, but she could do nothing-she couldn't move at all.
Soon, the angel inserted feathers into the female swan, and her beautiful wings were full of magical power-she flew! She began to hover in the air, tears fell on her husband, and the injured pores immediately stopped bleeding, forming one black scab after another.
"Let's go, it's going to rain heavily soon, and you will be very dangerous." The angel kept urging her.
"But …" The female swan flapped her wings and refused to leave. How could she be willing to leave her lover who stayed with her day and night?
"Don't worry, he will be fine. I'm going to reduce his size now, so as to save him. Go ahead. " The angel advised him.
The swan flapped its wings slowly, took one last look at her husband and disappeared into the sky. "Honey, wait for me, and I'll be back." This is her last voice to her husband.
Finally, the cob walked out of the swamp with the help of the angel, but he changed, becoming very small, black and ugly. During the day, he looked up at the sky and shouted his wife's name; At night, accompanied by the stars, he waited for the dawn. Over time, his voice became hoarse and gave an ugly cry. His body became as gray as a swamp. The only thing that hasn't changed is his thoughts and waiting for his wife.
One day, the wild duck flying through the Woods saw him and said contemptuously, "Look at you-you are covered with pimples! Who are you, so ugly? "
"I am a swan, and I am waiting for my wife." The cob has happiness in his eyes.
"Ha ha, are you a swan? I see you, you want to eat swan meat, you are crazy, you don't even know who you are! You are simply a dirty and ugly toad, haha! " The wild duck walked away with a smile.
The cob said nothing. He knows that he is not a toad. He is a brave and beautiful swan! He's waiting for his wife!
After another rainstorm, a beautiful rainbow appeared on the horizon. Finally, the cob saw his beautiful wife fly back. She circled in the air and kept calling his name. He responded to her loudly: "I am here, I am here!" " "He flies-but he can't fly. In order to get him out of the swamp, the angel took his wings and reduced his size-he can't fly anymore!
The female swan flying in the air saw him and asked, "Have you seen my husband?" He is a handsome swan. "He nodded and said happily," honey, it's me. I am your husband! " "However, from his voice is an ugly' croak' sound. After countless such conversations, she left in despair and disappeared into the distance. Leaving him alone, he shouted, "honey, come back, come back!" " "Never stop.
After the summer rainstorm, if you hear a toad barking in the wild, don't think its cry is ugly, and don't despise it, because it is a swan's sincere cry to his wife, which conveys a kind of waiting forever.