Departed bats
The red sun slowly rises in the east, the crescent moon gradually sets in the west, the clouds are leisurely, stretch your waist, and roll as you like. When the first rays of the morning sun shine through the mist and slowly sprinkle over the forest, the breeze creeps in, gently shaking the leaves and waking everything from slumber. The birds shouted and jumped and sang about the gloomy world, and the dew that played on the grass tips jumped down and hid in the bosom of the earth.
"Bats, like us birds, you all have a pair of wings that can fly, so this time we are holding the 'Peony Cup' beauty contest, you must come in advance to maintain order!" The cuckoo called the bats a few days in advance.
"Okay! We promise to get the job done! β
The beauty pageant was held as scheduled, and the bats were busy and hardworking.
"Bats, like us beasts, you have sharp teeth and flexible limbs, so this time we are preparing for the 'Sakura Cup' competitive ring competition, and you will be responsible for transporting supplies and logistics." Receiving a call from Tiger Tiger, the king of the forest, made the bats feel particularly moved.
"We will not disappoint the king's expectations! We will do our best! β
During the ring competition, the temperature soars, and a pair of weak wings fly around under the hot sun, in order to ensure supply, they are often tired and sweaty, but never cry out tired.
When the rainy season floods, bats take the lead and bravely resist the turbulent floods; Wildfires are frequent in autumn, and they are born and die, and they are steadfast and tenacious.
After the disaster, the years are restored.
Bats were nowhere to be found at the celebration of the birds, because the cuckoo told them that the birds did not have sharp teeth and flexible limbs; At the end of the year, the bats were not eligible to attend the feast of the beasts, because the tiger and the fox brought a message: beasts have no wings.
With nowhere else to go, the bats were saddened, and they raised their wings and flew to their abode againβ
As darkness fell, the distant caverns were as dark, cold, and damp as ever, and fatigue, hunger, headaches, fevers, and viruses followed, enveloping them in layers.
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