I'm reading a book called Aesop's Fables these days. An article in the book, The Little Mouse Repays the Kindness, deeply attracted me and left a deep impression on me.

The article tells the story of a little mouse accidentally waking a sleeping lion. The little mouse begged the big lion to let it go and promised to repay the big lion for not killing him. The big lion didn't believe it, but he let the little mouse go. A few days later, the little mouse helped the big lion bite off the rope tied by the hunter, saved the big lion's life and realized his promise.

This story made me understand: people can't judge by appearances, and the sea water can't be measured. Although the mouse is weak, it can save the lion by itself. When I read: "However, after a long time, there was no sign of my companion, and the lion king was completely hopeless." I thought: Why don't other lions come to save their companions? Aren't they big shots? Isn't the mouse a nobody?

Don't little people have great achievements?