Fable Story: Pottery and Iron Pots

From the pots and pans, I understand that everyone has strengths and weaknesses. We should be good at seeing the strengths of others, face up to our own weaknesses, respect each other and live in harmony. In addition, we should learn from the modesty of clay pots instead of the pride of tin pots. Here are my carefully arranged fables: clay pots and tin pots, hoping to help everyone. Fable story: Pot and Tin Pot 1

Actually, the tin pot is still in deeper soil, but it is rusty. The tin pot thinks, Well, I have my shortcomings, too. I shouldn't ridicule the pot. If only it were still with me. Thinking of this, the tin can thought for a moment: I'd better call him! Then, the tin can shouted, "Pottery brothers!" "

the sound slowly reached the ears of the clay pot. When the earthenware pot heard the faint sound of the tin pot, it said to people, "My tin pot brother is below, please dig it out." People listened and immediately dug down.

finally, people dug deep and found the tin can. The tin can saw the clay pot and lowered its head and said, "I'm sorry, brother clay pot, I shouldn't taunt you, because I also have my shortcomings, and you also have your strengths. Let's live in harmony in the future." Hearing this, the clay pot smiled and said, "Never mind, don't mention the past, I forgot all about it."

So the pots and pans got on the bus to the museum.

They talked and laughed all the way, and there was no conflict again. Finally, they were put on the cabinet of the museum. For people to appreciate.

Once upon a time, there was such a story, pottery pots and tin cans. Fable story: Pots and Tin Pots 2

Once upon a time, there was a big tree in the park. The stalwart tree stood upright in the middle of the park, and its roots were deeply hidden in the ground and unknown.

With more and more people praising the big tree, the big tree looks down on the roots of the underground and begins to ridicule the roots.

"Hey, old guy, are you as good as me?" The tree asked insolently.

"well, how can I put it? Everyone has different functions and uses, Big Tree Brother. " The roots said modestly.

"are you still useful? Haha, what's your use? Ugly and unspeakable things! " The tree said sarcastically, with a more contemptuous air.

"Although I am buried in the ground and my appearance is not beautiful, I can help you in the ground-"The words of the tree root are not finished.

"shut up!" The tree was angry. "How dare you cling to me? I can bloom colorful flowers in spring, let people enjoy the cool in my shade in summer, and bear fruit in autumn. My body can be used as furniture, bridges and ships. What can you do? You wait, in a few days, you will die silently, no one will care about you, but I will always be here, loved and praised by people. "

The root of the tree was very sad and didn't speak.

slowly, the unhappy roots died. Soon the leaves of the tree withered, the branches became dry and hard, and the tree became dying. He said regretfully, "If only I had known the importance of the roots to me earlier!" " Fable: Pot and Tin Pot 3

There are two cars in Dad's garage, a dusty bike and a shiny car. A proud car looks down on a bicycle and often taunts it.

"Do you dare to touch me? Old car. " The car asked haughtily.

"No, brother car." Bicycle replied modestly.

"I knew you wouldn't dare, you coward." Said the car, with a more contemptuous air.

"I really dare not touch you, but I am not cowardly." Bicycle argued, "We were born to serve mankind. They don't collide with each other. When it comes to serving mankind, I can still exercise, and I am not necessarily worse than you. "

"shut up!" The car was angry. "How can you compare with me? You wait, you will rust in a few days, and I will always be the owner's car, not afraid of anything. "

"Why do you say that?" The bike said, "Let's get along well. What's there to argue about?"

"I'm ashamed to be with you. What are you!" The car said, "One day. I'm going to smash you into pieces. "

bicycles ignore cars.

as time goes by, people find that there are too many cars on the road, which pollutes the environment, so they start to limit the number. Dad was stumped at once. He came to the garage and saw the bike by the wall. He suddenly became happy, so he stopped driving and rode a bike instead.

Later, my father's health improved day by day. It turned out that riding a bike could keep fit. Finally, my father put the car in the corner of the wall and rode his bike to work every day. Fable: Pot and Tin Pot Article 4

Xiaoli has two pens, a pen and a pencil in her pencil box. Proud pens look down on pencils and often ridicule them.

"Don't you dare touch me, pencil!" The pen asked haughtily.

"No, Brother Pen." Pencil modest answer.

"I knew you wouldn't dare, you coward!" " Pen said, with a more contemptuous air.

"I really dare not touch you, but I am not cowardly." The pencil argued, "We were born to write, and we didn't collide with each other. When it comes to writing, I'm not necessarily inferior to you. Besides, "

" Shut up! " The pen was angry. "How dare you compare with me! You wait, in a few days, you will become shorter, but I can stay here forever, not afraid of anything! "

"Why do you say that?" The pencil said, "Let's live in harmony, what's there to argue about!" "

"I'm ashamed to be with you. What are you!" The pen said, "we'll see. One day, I'll turn you into a small pen with a pencil sharpener!" Haha ..... "

Pencils ignore pens.

As time goes by, many things have happened in Xiaoli's home. Two pens seem to have been forgotten, lying lonely in the pencil case. Many years passed, and suddenly one day Xiaoli found a dusty pencil box in the corner of the drawer. When she opened it, she saw a pencil that was intact.

"Yo, this is a pencil I haven't used!" Xiaoli said in surprise.

"Really, an unused pencil!" Xiaoli's mother also said in surprise.

Pick up the pencil, touch its body and sharpen it. It's still so bright, beautiful and lovely ...

"What a beautiful pencil!" Xiaoli said, "Be careful, don't break it. It's something I used when I was a child. It's precious!" "

"thank you, master!" The pencil said happily, "My brother's pen will also help him clean it, and he will be very happy!" "

Xiaoli started at once. At this time, the pen had already rusted, and no matter how she cleaned it, she could not see its original appearance. Fable: Pot and Tin Pot 5

There are two pens in the little boy's pencil box, one is a pen and the other is a pencil. A proud pen looks down on a pencil and often taunts it.

"Do you dare to break me? I am the master's treasure!" The pen asked haughtily.

"No, Brother Pen." The pencil answered modestly.

"I knew you wouldn't dare, you weak thing!" Pen said, with a more contemptuous air.

"I really dare not break you, but I am not weak." The pencil argued, "We were born to write, not to fight. When it comes to writing, I'm not necessarily worse than you. Besides ... "

" Shut up! " The pen was angry. "How dare you compare with me! You wait, before long, you will be cut short and become a pile of pen scraps! I am always here and I am not afraid of anything. "

"Why do you say that?" The pencil said, "Let's live in harmony. What's there to argue about?"

"I'm ashamed to be with you. What are you!" The pen said, "We'll see, one day the master will cut you into pen crumbs!" "

pencils ignore pens.

Time is passing, and many things have happened in the family. The boy went to junior high school, his parents moved, and two pens were left in an empty house, covered with a thick layer of dust.

many years have passed. One day, someone else moved in and cleaned the dust on the table. They found the pencil, and the child was very happy. He put it away.

"thank you!" The pencil said excitedly, "My brother's pen is nearby, please put it away!" "

people found the pen, but it was broken. Fable: Pottery and Iron Pots 6

There are two pots in the king's chef: one is pottery, and the other is iron. The proud tin pot looks down on the clay pot and often taunts it.

"Do you dare to touch me? Pottery pot! " Asked the tin can haughtily.

"No, Brother Tinpot." The humble earthenware pot replied.

"I knew you wouldn't dare, you coward!" " The tin can assumed an air of contempt.

"I really dare not touch you, but it can't be called cowardice." The clay pot said superciliously, "our task is to hold things, not to collide with each other." I'm not necessarily inferior to you in completing our own task. Besides ... "

" Shut up! " Tin can angrily drink a way, "how dare you compare with me! You wait, in a few days, you will break into pieces and die! I am always here and I am not afraid of anything. "

"Why do you say that?" said the earthenware pot. "We'd better get along well. What are we arguing about?"

"I'm ashamed to be with you. What are you!" The tin can said, "Let's wait and see. One day, you will become a piece!" "

ignore the clay pot.

As time goes on, many things have happened in the world. The dynasty fell and the palace collapsed. Two cans were left in the ruins. History is full of dross and dust on their surface, and century after century.

I don't know how many years passed. Finally, one day, people came here, dug up the thick pile and found the clay pot.

"Yo, there's a jar in here!" One person said in surprise.

"Really, a clay pot!" Other people also cried with joy.

Everyone picked up the clay pot, brushed off the soil on it and scrubbed it clean, just like when they were in the chef's kitchen: simple, beautiful and shiny.

"What a beautiful clay pot!" One person said, "Be careful, don't break it. It's ancient and valuable."

"thank you!" The pottery jar said excitedly, "My brother's tin jar is next to me. Please dig it out. It must be bored enough."

people started at once, tossing and turning, and dug up all the soil. However, there is no shadow of the tin can. -it, I don't know in what age it was oxidized. Only a few rusted iron pieces were found, and it was impossible to tell whether they were the remnants of tin cans.

-it's not right to use your own strengths to compare with others' weaknesses, and others will have something better than you. Fable story: Pot and Tin Pot Chapter 7

The story of Tin Pot and Pot tells: Pot laughs at the ugliness of tin pot and shows off its beauty. After an earthquake, the clay pot was smashed to pieces.

In my kitchen, there is an iron pot and an earthenware pot. The proud earthenware pot looks down on the modest iron pot and often satirizes it.

"Iron jar, look how smooth, shiny and beautiful I am." The clay pot said proudly, "but you have no luster at all. It's ugly!"

"Brother Pottery, although I am uglier than you, I am not fragile and light." The tin can said.

"How dare you compare with me? It really pisses me off. One day, you will break into pieces." The clay pot swore.

the tin can no longer pay attention to the pottery can.

year after year has passed. One day, there was an earthquake, and both pots fell to the ground. The iron pot was safe and sound, but the pottery pot was broken into pieces.