很久以前,乌鸦不是黑不溜秋的。他们有艳丽的羽毛,光彩夺目,十分美丽。有一天,电闪雷鸣,大森林遭雷击起火了。林中百鸟在凤凰的带领下,赶忙飞来,扑打着翅膀救火,他们奋勇向前,争先恐后,毫不畏缩。唯独乌鸦没有去。他想,有那么多的鸟去救火,少我一个没关系。我身上美丽的衣裳,要是被火烧坏了怎么 A long time ago, the crows are not black and not slipped. They have beautiful feathers, dazzling, very beautiful. One day, thunder and lightning, forest fire was struck by lightning. Under the guidance of the Phoenix, the birds in the forest quickly flew and fluttered their wings to save the fire. They fought courageously and scrambled for fear of shrinking. Only the crow did not go. He thought that there are so many birds to fight the fire, it does not matter if I am less. The beautiful clothes on my body, if it is burnt down by fire