"There's a fire on the other side of the lodge, get up, put out the fire, put out the fire!" The announcer, Little White Rabbit, broadcasted urgently from the forest's radio station.
In a short while, the animals in the forest all poked their heads out of their homes, the forest was suddenly brightly lit, and following the place of the fire, everyone judged for the first time that it was the oriole's home. All that could be heard was the sound of buckets, footsteps, and chaos. Puppy, deer, even the usually squeaky little hedgehog also came out, carrying water towards the fire place to run over, everyone you a bucket, I a bucket busy. "Get out of the way, get out of the way, the fire engine is coming." The blazing fire was instantly extinguished, no longer screaming.
In this fire, the oriole's home suffered heavy losses, and the animals found the bodies of the oriole's father and the oriole's mother, who was still holding an uneaten berry in her hand, which was wrapped around the outside by half a piece of burnt cloth. The resourceful puppy ventured, "Where's Mama Oriole's newborn baby oriole?"
"Yeah! Where did the little oriole go? "Everyone was busy again and did not find it.
"So small, can't talk yet, maybe shipwrecked?"
"Hey, a good family is so lost!"
"......" the animals lamented as they organized the scene.
"Please gather in the center of the forest square in three days, we want to give a briefing on this fire incident." Once again, the announcer, White Rabbit, came over the forest's radio station.
"Forest family, the reason for the fire accident at the Oriole's house was because the Oriole's mother was sick and got up in the middle of the night to feed the baby Oriole, and accidentally pulled the cloth next to the fireplace, which caused the fire, so please make sure you pay attention to it, and make sure that you don't put any flammable objects next to the fireplace."
The next day, early in the morning, a sparrow mother flew from the open sky, occasionally heard the sound of "chirping", who is it? The mother sparrow searched for the sound and saw a soft body moving, its fur has been burned. All that was left was a skin, with blood oozing from its legs.
"Poor child, what must have happened?" Heartbroken, he took her into his arms, took the fresh fruit he had just picked, crushed it with his hands, and then fed it to her bit by bit through his mouth, brought her back to his home, and wrapped the wound with a simple treatment. From then on, this little oriole followed the sparrow to grow.
2
"Ah...ah...ah..., eek...eek...eek..." came from the the distance. The sound was so beautiful that the little, grown-up oriole peeked out the window and looked outside. "Ya, their feathers are extraordinarily brightly colored, with black feathers on their heads, a pair of translucent and flexible eyes like two black jewels, and below their eyes, a small, sharp and long beak; their bellies are furry; and their backs are covered with a yellow coat. It's so pretty! Who are they?" Curiosity made it crawl outside the window, little by little, in their direction, even though his mother had instructed him not to go gently into a strange crowd.
"Sisters come and see, all naked, head bald actually have three hairs, and a pair of hands all wrinkled, ugly, came such an ugly monster, spoiled our good mood, go, go, go, away from it." The lead oriole bird said.
"Go, go, go, the good mood is gone." With that, everyone got up in a flurry and flew away.
The little oriole that heard these words realized why her mother did not let her go out lightly, originally, because she was too ugly and afraid of scaring others. It cried and crawled to the river, put its head to the river, saw its own shadow in the river, the sad little oriole wanted to end its own life, just when it made all the strength, ready to jump into the river, the sparrow mother found it.
"Do not let you go out, how to sneak out, was worried about where to find you? Quickly go back with me." Said it took it into his arms. The little oriole in his arms carefully surveyed the sparrow mother, found that she and their own a little different, the sparrow mother tender yellow beak, snow bright black eyes, but also cloaked in a piece of "flower clothes" can be their own timid not to mention, the body shape is also thin and weak. Maybe I grew up, it becomes the mother's look ...... thought, just after the mockery of it in the embrace of the sparrow mother sweet sleep.
Since, the little oriole heard the last morning wonderful sound, the heart of it every day after the early get up, run to the quiet no one meets the edge of the pavilion place, but also learn to "ah ... ah ... ah ..., eek ... eek ... eek ... eek ... eek ... eek! .......eek......." vocalization, such practice, it insisted on a year, the strange thing is that all the songs heard, it can quickly learn and sing quite well. It hopes that one day it will be like those beautiful birds and be loved by everyone.
When Mother Sparrow's birthday came, it said to her, "Mother, sing a song for you."
"Oh? You can sing, how come mom didn't know, good!"
"There is only a good mother in the world, there is a mother's child like a piece of treasure ......" When the little oriole sang the song, the sparrow mother was stunned, the voice is clearly the voice of the oriole it has heard, is it difficult to be an oriole?
"The child is great, and this talent? Persistence will definitely have good results." Said the mother sparrow patted its head, only to realize that the slowly growing it has a different temperament from others.
Under the encouragement of the sparrow mother. The little oriole continued to insist on practicing vocalization and singing, it is no longer afraid of the ridicule of others. It also believes that if I am fragrant, butterflies will come by themselves, and if I am wonderful, the sky will arrange itself.
3
Early one morning, the oriole was secretly practicing its voice in the same place. A big bird came up from behind it. "Son, that's good singing, I've been listening to it for days. What is your name?"
"Who? Who are you?" The little oriole hid in fear.
"Don't be afraid. I am Grandpa Hunchback. Just call me that from now on. I can teach you to practice your voice as well as vocalization techniques."
"Grandpa, Grandpa Ostrich? I hear the voice is quite kind, but mom a in said that you can't trust people easily. I'd better go." It packed up its things and ran in a panic in the direction of its home, still looking quietly behind it from time to time.
Looking at the little oriole running away from the figure, the ostrich grandfather said: "This child has a gift, help it, rare good voice. Didn't see how long it was?"
The next day, the third day, the fourth day ..... The little oriole didn't know that Grandpa Ostrich was a very famous vocal expert. After this period of observation, the little oriole is convinced that Grandpa Ostrich is a good person and is ready to worship Grandpa Ostrich as his teacher.
"Grandpa Ostrich, what you said that day still counts? Do you, still accept me as your disciple?" The little oriole in the darkness blinked its big eyes and asked.
"Of course, but I'm very strict in accepting students, and the training is also very strict?" Said Grandpa Ostrich looking at Little Oriole with half narrowed eyes.
"The teacher is above, the students use the shoots as water, please drink water, mom said more water is good for the body" said respectfully handing the dewy shoots to Grandpa Ostrich.
The ostrich crossed his legs, still half squinting at the distance, but subconsciously looking at the little oriole.
The little oriole took one look at the grandpa ostrich's posture and fell to the ground with a thud: "Teacher, please eat the shoots!" Looking at the little oriole anxious appearance, the ostrich grandfather can not bear to tease it anymore, and hurriedly helped it up: "Quickly get up, quickly get up, children, the ground is cool."
Helping up the moment, the ostrich grandfather to see the face of the little oriole: "How so ugly, but also too ugly, but then a little bigger stereotypes can be resolved through cosmetic surgery ugly problem." Grandpa ostrich thought.
"What is your name?"
"Sparrow."
"How can a sparrow have such a nice voice?" As we were talking, a gust of wind blew the little oriole's tail up, like a layer of gold rimmed, and it looked great.
"It is an oriole, no wonder the voice is so nice? Birdie, take me to your home to see, okay? Ask your parents if they agree for you to learn vocal music, it's a hard thing to learn vocal music!"
"Okay. Teacher."
Seeing the oriole's mother, the ostrich grandfather knew the life of the little oriole, it said to the sparrow mother, "This child has a good innate condition, I accept it as a student, and then a little bit older to do a cosmetic surgery. The future will be very good."
"Good, so it is an oriole, no wonder it sings so well." Mother Sparrow said.
4
Three years passed, and under the cultivation of Grandpa Ostrich, the little oriole's voice got better and better.
"Sparrow, do you want to become more beautiful? Tomorrow we go to the hospital to find a doctor, inspect your whole body burns, see if you can do a cosmetic surgery after resting for a while. The Forest Voice auditions are in 3 months. Get ready, okay?"
"Cosmetic surgery?" The little oriole occasionally learned from the book, his appearance can be changed through cosmetic surgery, I heard that the cost is not low, it worried.
"I ......" looked at the little oriole lowered his head and rubbed the corner of the shirt shy look, ostrich grandfather heartbroken pinched its face, "rest assured that the cost, the teacher to pay."
"Really? That later students have money, return to the teacher."
"No need, as long as you study well, the teacher is satisfied."
"Good."
The next day, the ostrich grandfather took it to see the goat doctor, the goat doctor inspected and said, "Fortunately, the burn situation belongs to the mild, skin repair is not a big problem, it takes a month to restore the skin repair. Late two days over to do cosmetic surgery, our side to prepare."
"Good" on the way back, the ostrich grandfather holding the little oriole's hand, it does think of another intention.
On the third day, the little oriole received cosmetic surgery. A month passed, to the time of removing the cloth, its heart is seven up and down, the cloth in its face and hands layer by layer to uncover down, it saw the mirror in their own. Its body was covered with golden feathers, the yellow feathers on its back and belly were like a beautiful coat that wrapped around its body, and the feathers on its neck were embroidered with black patterns. A pair of penetrating eyes, small and nimble, and a long beak, like a curved hook. It's so pretty, it's not the look of the orioles it has seen, am I an oriole? While it was muttering, the mother sparrow sat down next to it.
Boy, here's the thing,...... After listening to the speech of the sparrow mother, its tears rustling down. It turned out that it really is an oriole. No wonder there is always a voice in the dream: "Children, the home is on fire, I'm going to save your mother at this moment, in case you can't come back, there will be good people to take you in. You call ......"
5
The competition from the forest voice audition is getting closer and closer, the little oriole is more diligent, grandpa humpback and invited a professional teacher to tailor it, cultivated teachers, are optimistic about it. Its singing voice is sometimes like flowing water, sometimes crisp and melodious, and sometimes like a black pipe blowing, extremely moving. Now it has mastered the singing method of all kinds of voices, but the time when Grandpa Hunchback comes to visit it is less and less.
"Teacher, I will repay you with my best performance, wait for my good news!" The little oriole said to himself with secret determination.
Still a little oriole? Obviously a sparrow, ugly duckling can not be turned into a white swan? Those orioles who once laughed at it covered their mouths and giggled.
"Listen to me say thank you, because of you ......" voice resounded in the sky.
"That's a good sound." The whole audience rang out in applause. When the curtain was drawn back little by little, the little oriole was shown in front of everyone with a stunning face, everyone was stunned, is this the little sparrow that once was? Those orioles who had mocked it, each one blushed with shame. Because of their greed, their songs have been far from the little oriole.
On the stage, the little oriole saw that far away, there is a person to give it a thumbs up and applauded, tears down his cheeks, that is the master - grandpa humpback! Looking at the master, the little oriole sang the song "Listen to me say thank you" with tears in his eyes, and on the stage, the little oriole saw Grandpa Ostrich's figure far away from it getting more and more blurred.
"Teacher, don't leave me, I'm not going anywhere!"
At this time, the wind came the voice of Grandpa Ostrich: "Children, remember in the many singers, maybe your voice is not the best, maybe your spitting is not the most clear, maybe your pronunciation is not the most accurate, but your perseverance must be the best, in the world of perseverance, there is a kind of voice is the most fascinating, and that is from the heart! True feelings, like heavenly music, so as long as your song is flying from the heart, I believe that anyone who hears your voice will love you, because you are the one who lives in their heart. You are who you are, uniquely you. Go for it, keep up the good work and run to a bigger stage."