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In the field, there lived three voles. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Autumn arrived, and the three voles began to prepare for the winter.

The first vole went to the fields every day to carry food ready for the winter.

The second vole goes to the field every day to haul weeds and prepare for winter heating.

And the third vole ran out every day to play, and did not care at all about food and weeds, as if winter would never come.

The first two voles advised him to prepare more necessary things for the coming winter, but he just smiled and still went out every day, often playing until dark.

The cold winter soon came, and the three voles lived in the burrows, and when they were hungry, they ate the food brought back by the first vole, and when it was cold, they used the weeds brought back by the second vole to keep warm, and the third vole, which had no contribution, was naturally ridiculed by the first two voles.

But as the days passed, and every day they stayed in the cave with nothing to do, playing the same games, and eating the same food, and the three voles grew bored and felt the emptiness of boredom.

At this time, the third vole began to tell the first two voles stories, telling them many new and interesting stories that it had seen when it went out to play in the fall, and the first two voles listened to them with relish, and life began to become full and meaningful again.

As a token of gratitude and reward, the first two voles often picked out some of their own food and weeds and gave them to the third vole.

In the field, there lived three voles.

Autumn arrived, and the three voles began to prepare for the winter.

The first vole went to the fields every day to carry food ready for the winter.

The second vole goes to the field every day to haul weeds and prepare for winter heating.

And the third vole ran out every day to play, and did not care at all about food and weeds, as if winter would never come.

The first two voles advised him to prepare more necessary things for the coming winter, but he just smiled and still went out every day, often playing until dark.

The cold winter soon came, and the three voles lived in the burrows, and when they were hungry, they ate the food brought back by the first vole, and when it was cold, they used the weeds brought back by the second vole to keep warm, and the third vole, which had no contribution, was naturally ridiculed by the first two voles.

But as the days passed, and every day they stayed in the cave with nothing to do, playing the same games, and eating the same food, and the three voles grew bored and felt the emptiness of boredom.

At this time, the third vole began to tell the first two voles stories, telling them many new and interesting stories that it had seen when it went out to play in the fall, and the first two voles listened to them with relish, and life began to become full and meaningful again.

As a token of gratitude and reward, the first two voles often picked out some of their own food and weeds and gave them to the third vole.

In the field, there lived three voles.

Autumn arrived, and the three voles began to prepare for the winter.

The first vole went to the fields every day to carry food ready for the winter.

The second vole goes to the field every day to haul weeds and prepare for winter heating.

And the third vole ran out every day to play, and did not care at all about food and weeds, as if winter would never come.

The first two voles advised him to prepare more necessary things for the coming winter, but he just smiled and still went out every day, often playing until dark.

The cold winter soon came, and the three voles lived in the burrows, and when they were hungry, they ate the food brought back by the first vole, and when it was cold, they used the weeds brought back by the second vole to keep warm, and the third vole, which had no contribution, was naturally ridiculed by the first two voles.

But as the days passed, and every day they stayed in the cave with nothing to do, playing the same games, and eating the same food, and the three voles grew bored and felt the emptiness of boredom.

At this time, the third vole began to tell the first two voles stories, telling them many new and interesting stories that it had seen when it went out to play in the fall, and the first two voles listened to them with relish, and life began to become full and meaningful again.

As a token of gratitude and reward, the first two voles often picked out some of their own food and weeds and gave them to the third vole.

In the field, there lived three voles.

Autumn arrived, and the three voles began to prepare for the winter.

The first vole went to the fields every day to carry food ready for the winter.

The second vole goes to the field every day to haul weeds and prepare for winter heating.

And the third vole ran out every day to play, and did not care at all about food and weeds, as if winter would never come.

The first two voles advised him to prepare more necessary things for the coming winter, but he just smiled and still went out every day, often playing until dark.

The cold winter soon came, and the three voles lived in the burrows, and when they were hungry, they ate the food brought back by the first vole, and when it was cold, they used the weeds brought back by the second vole to keep warm, and the third vole, which had no contribution, was naturally ridiculed by the first two voles.

But as the days passed, and every day they stayed in the cave with nothing to do, playing the same games, and eating the same food, and the three voles grew bored and felt the emptiness of boredom.

At this time, the third vole began to tell the first two voles stories, telling them many new and interesting stories that it had seen when it went out to play in the fall, and the first two voles listened to them with relish, and life began to become full and meaningful again.

As a token of gratitude and reward, the first two voles often picked out some of their own food and weeds and gave them to the third vole.

In the field, there lived three voles.

Autumn arrived, and the three voles began to prepare for the winter.

The first vole went to the fields every day to carry food ready for the winter.

The second vole goes to the field every day to haul weeds and prepare for winter heating.

And the third vole ran out every day to play, and did not care at all about food and weeds, as if winter would never come.

The first two voles advised him to prepare more necessary things for the coming winter, but he just smiled and still went out every day, often playing until dark.

The cold winter soon came, and the three voles lived in the burrows, and when they were hungry, they ate the food brought back by the first vole, and when it was cold, they used the weeds brought back by the second vole to keep warm, and the third vole, which had no contribution, was naturally ridiculed by the first two voles.

But as the days passed, and every day they stayed in the cave with nothing to do, playing the same games, and eating the same food, and the three voles grew bored and felt the emptiness of boredom.

At this time, the third vole began to tell the first two voles stories, telling them many new and interesting stories that it had seen when it went out to play in the fall, and the first two voles listened to them with relish, and life began to become full and meaningful again.

As a token of gratitude and reward, the first two voles often picked out some of their own food and weeds and gave them to the third vole.