乌鸦喝水
It had not rained for weeks, and a crow was almost dying of thirst. At last she found a pitcher with a little water at the bottom. But the pitcher was tall and narrow, and however hard she tried, she couldn't reach the water with her beak.
She tried to tip the pitcher over, but it was too heavy. She was about to give up when she had an idea.
She picked up a small stone and dropped it into the pitcher. Then she dropped in another, and another. With every stone, the water rose a little higher. The crow kept going, stone after stone, until at last the water came up near the top.
Then she drank until she was no longer thirsty.
Where there's a will, there's a way.
已经好几个星期没下雨了，一只乌鸦渴得快要死了。最后，它找到了一个水罐，罐底有一点点水。可是水罐又高又窄，不管它怎么努力，嘴都够不着水。
它想把水罐推倒，可是水罐太重了。就在它快要放弃的时候，它想到了一个办法。
它叼起一颗小石子，丢进水罐里。接着又丢进一颗，再一颗。每丢进一颗石子，水面就升高一点。乌鸦一颗接一颗地丢，最后，水终于升到了罐口附近。
乌鸦痛痛快快地喝了个饱。
有志者，事竟成。