| One day a farmer of the kingdom of Song was ploughing the field. Suddenly he saw a rabbit dash into a stump. The rab- bit broke its neck and died soon. The farmer was very glad that he got a rabbit without any effort. From that day on, he left his ploughing and kept watching by the big tree all day long in hope of getting another rabbit this way. But a whole year pas- sed and he got none. Looking hack, he saw the field lie waste, overrun with weeds. He became a laughing- stock of Song people. |
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