Rats steal oil and eat classical Chinese.
Stealing oil to eat, can't get down.
Mouse, climb down from the oil tank,
Steal oil to eat and die.
Little mouse, steal oil to eat.
Go up to the lampstand, but I can't get down.
Call mom, mom won't come.
Gollum, Gollum, get down.
Mouse, stand on the lampstand.
Stealing oil to eat, can't get down.
Squeak, squeak, grandma.
Grandma refused to come,
Twitter. Come down quickly.
Mouse, standing on the lampstand,
Stealing oil to eat, I can't get down.
Meow meow, here comes the cat.
Come down quickly.
Mouse classics, mouse classics, mice have no conscience every day.
Vegetable oil is stolen as tea and steamed bread as dessert.
Bite camphor tree Buddha, broken glass lamp.
2. The story of rats stealing oil, ungrateful people with conscience on their backs, always have no good results.
The feng shui of "mice stealing mice stealing oil" behind Yanggu Cave is good. There is an inexhaustible green pond all year round.
The blue pond water is like a jar full of sesame oil. There is a hill behind the pond, like a mouse that just came out of the hole to steal oil to eat.
There are eighteen red carp in the pond, which often appear in the middle of the night. If someone moves the ancestral grave there, there will definitely be 18 scholars at home, but ... "Mr. Feng Shui said here, holding a chopstick meat in his hand, the cup stopped in mid-air and was silent.
The master stretched out his neck and pricked up his ears to listen to the trance. Suddenly, he saw Mr. Feng Shui shut up and refused to go on, thinking that he was asking him for a "red envelope". Although he was cursing in his heart, he had to bite his teeth in order to make himself prosperous, so he went back to the back room, wrapped a heavy "red envelope" and gave it to Mr. Feng Shui. As long as you can give me a good cemetery, I can say anything. "
Feng Shui watchers have long been top-heavy and confused. Looking at this pile of glistening silver ingots, I can't help but be elated. After two drinks, I said, "I'm not refusing to show you the cemetery." It's just that the landlord is kind, but it is pointed out that Mr. Feng Shui in the cemetery will go blind because he reveals the secret too early.
In this way, who dares to show people acupuncture points? "The master is preoccupied with his own wealth, and Mr. Feng Shui is worried about such a thing. He is afraid that he won't take him to see the grave. He quickly swore to heaven, wishing to punish the earth. He also said that if it was so effective, he would recognize him as his father, and his children and grandchildren would call him his father-in-law, and he would take good care of him until he died of old age. Mr. Feng Shui is a bachelor, with no wife and no children, and he is worried that he will be helpless in his later years. He listened to his master's words and, regardless of the willy-nilly, promised to help him move and bury his ancestral grave.
Soon after the grave was buried, Mr. Feng Shui's eyes slowly went blind. At first, the master was really good to him.
Dear dad opened his mouth, but kept silent about his grandson and his father-in-law. To wear, give clothes; Want to eat, give rice; If you want to drink, give it to the old wine
If you have slight pain or illness, please consult a doctor. Within a few years, the children and grandchildren of the host family who left home won the lottery one by one, and all of them returned home dressed in gold and jade.
That host is really happy. Mr. Feng Shui is often invited to drink.
Once, the host happily asked Mr. Wang, will there be more officials after the 18 th Jinshi? Mr. Feng Shui didn't know his master's mind, so he honestly said that eighteen carps could only be accomplished by eighteen scholars.
Hearing this, the master lost his mind. Although he didn't say it, the boss was unhappy. He secretly calculated that 18 Jinshi, many of them were fulfilled, and the rest were not fulfilled. Since feng shui is his own land, others can't make up their minds. Moreover, I have also rewarded those who look at Feng Shui and raised them themselves.
Now it's really not cost-effective to raise a rice jar for nothing, a blind waste who can't work and is clumsy. Even if you treat him almost the same, I'm afraid he can't do anything for a blind man.
In this way, day after day, year after year, the master treats the blind worse and worse. I often knock on the door and curse the wooden spoon, and my "father" has become an "old deathless". Three meals of plain rice have become two cold porridge, and sometimes I don't even give him a bite of Leng Cha.
Poor Mr. Feng Shui had to eat the bitter gourd mute and swallow it. Year after year passed, the master's house was really full of eighteen scholars, but this Feng Shui gentleman became a blind old man with a white beard.
The master doesn't take him seriously, and his children and grandchildren treat him like a dog. One day, the gentleman heard a grandson of his host's family call him "grandfather", thinking that he was calling himself, and quickly agreed.
Unexpectedly, this response triggered a disaster. The master's grandson spat in his face and scolded, "You immortal old man. How can you be the father-in-law of our Jinshi family? Get out and beg! " From then on, Mr. Feng Shui was hungry and cold, begging everywhere.
One day, when he was begging, he was unexpectedly met by one of his disciples. The gentleman seemed to touch his own flesh and blood and told his disciples in detail with tears.
The apprentice heard that there are such ungrateful people in the world and vowed to avenge the master. This disciple made up a compliment in front of the master when he found the home of the lay man, and then deliberately sighed and said, "What a pity!" " Say that finish, pretend to leave.
The host began to listen to him vividly, just like drinking cold water on a hot day, feeling comfortable all over and trusting him already. Suddenly I heard him sigh "What a pity".
3. Who is the author of the fairy tale "Three Mice Stealing Oil"? The short story "The Mouse Steals Oil" is very interesting. It tells the story of a little mouse stealing oil with its tail.
When it stole oil with its tail, it said, "What a beautiful tail! Because of you, I ate such fragrant oil. " But when it was caught, it cursed its tail. "What a bad tail. I won't die without you."
After reading this little story, I understand a truth. This mouse really praises its tail if it is useful, and scolds it if it is harmful to you. It doesn't even want to think that stealing oil is a bad thing. It died for stealing oil! Just like a child can't do his homework, he blames his parents for not listening carefully in class.
Just like when I couldn't ride a bike before, I thought it was too big and too bad, so I couldn't ride it. After my hard work and practice, I can't ride well now. No matter what I do in the future, I will do it seriously and will not complain about this or that. I think I will do well. I'm the best. ...
4. Why do rats steal oil to eat? Because mice need to supplement fat and protein, oil is fragrant, which can supplement nutrition and relieve hunger. Hehe, it should be like this. Rats also steal oil, because
1. The greasy substances in his fur are consumed (rats often lose some when swimming), so he has to find a way to supplement them.
2. Oil has its own fragrance. He often walks in the gutter and is a little annoyed by the smell. He wants to buy some perfume.
He probably thought it was water. Have you ever seen a mouse drink water? ) The mouse that stole the oil thought it was drinking water, not to mention the taste of this water!
Rats eat those leftovers all day, and they are short of oil and water. I hope they can make up some oil.