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The Eagle and Chicken On a summer morning, an eagle spread his wings. At first it flew very high, deep into the clouds. Then it swooped down from the depths of the clouds and landed on a low
The Eagle and Chicken
On a summer morning, an eagle spread his wings. At first it flew very high, deep into the clouds. Then it swooped down from the depths of the clouds and landed on a low chicken coop, trying to rest the wings of the king of birds. At this point, you might say, the eagle should find a splendid place to rest, not just a shabby chicken coop. Let me tell you, the king has his own whines: maybe he wants to brighten up the old chicken coop, or maybe he just can't find a place for himself. Anyway, I can't figure out why the eagle would do this. So the king of birds perched on top of the hen house, motionless. Then it did move a few times, but it just flew from one chicken coop to another. All this was clearly seen by a chicken in the henhouse.
So the chicken said to the eagle, "How can you make others respect you so much? Look at the way you fly! Oh, what a shame! There's no big deal! Besides, I can do it. I can fly to a tree. I can land on a chicken coop. In the future, I'll have to learn to stop thinking so highly of you. You look at your appearance ah, the same small short legs, the same small eyes, which place and we are not the same! Ha ha!
The chicken took the trouble to talk a lot. The eagle got impatient and said, "Chicken, you are right. I do fly very low sometimes. But look on the other side: I can fly lower than a henhouse sometimes, but you'll never soar like me."