The Wolf and the cuckoo
The Wolf is going to move, so he says goodbye to the cuckoo.
"Good-bye, my friend," said the Wolf. My zhi originally thought here is quiet, can not be such a thing at all. Here men and dogs, each more vicious than the other, and though they were as good as angels, they fought with them."
"Is your destination far, then?" asked the cuckoo. Are the people there really kind enough to want to be with you?"
The Wolf answered excitedly, "Oh, I am going to a paradise. There had never been a war, and the inhabitants were gentle, courteous, and brotherly. Dogs there are said to neither bark nor bite. How, you are also very fascinating! I'll start a new life there. Unlike here, I'm always skulking all day, and I can't sleep well at night."
The cuckoo said, "Oh, my friend, I wish you a pleasant journey. But what do you do with your nature and your teeth? Shall I leave them here, or take them with me?"
'What words? Take it with you, of course!"
"Well, then, mark my words: they will eventually skin you."