In the evening, the golden sun was flying towards the western mountain.
On the rough branches, a chipmunk looked at a bird’s nest on a twig and said, “The mountain is truly the most beautiful bird’s nest. The sunbird is flying back to its warm and fragrant home.”
In the dense grass, a gray rabbit was weaving a cradle. She looked at the sky and said, “The mountain is truly the widest cradle, rocking the sun to sleep every night. The sun must have sweet dreams every day!”
On a low stone stump, a blue fox thought that the flower buds around him were tempting candies. He looked at the sun and thought: The mountain is truly an interesting mouth, swallowing the sun candy and spitting it out again. Could it be practicing the magic of swallowing and spitting fireballs every day?
A clumsy bear was collecting his flower pots in the yard. He glanced at the sun by the mountain and said, “The mountain is truly a green flower pot. The sky planted only one sun seed, yet it can bear a sun fruit every day…”
A little boy was running towards his home. He looked at the distant mountain and the sun and said happily, “The mountain is truly a good mother, picking up and dropping off the sun baby every day!” At this moment, the little boy saw his own home. His mother was smiling at him, welcoming him home!
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
