Chapter 31 Chapter 31: The Adventures of Pinocchio

At last the cart came, and went all the way without a sound, for the wheels were wrapped with hay and rags. Pulling the cart were twelve pairs of little donkeys, all of the same size, but with different coat colors. Some were gray; some were white; some were grizzled, as if sprinkled with pepper and salt; Very wide yellow and blue stripes. But the strangest thing is that these twelve pairs of donkeys, that is, twenty-four donkeys, don't wear iron shoes like other animals that pull carts, but wear white leather boots like people. What about the driver? ...Please imagine such a small person, wide in the side, short in the straight, soft and greasy, like a ball of butter, with an apple face, a small mouth, always smiling, and a high-pitched, cat-like voice The cry when begging for food from the owner.

All the children couldn't help liking him as soon as they saw him, and rushed to get into his car and take him to this real happy country.This country has a country name on the map, called "play country". In fact, the car was full of children between the ages of eight and twelve, stacked on top of each other like a pile of pickled anchovies.They were so crowded that they could hardly breathe, but no one said "Alas!" no one complained.They take comfort in knowing that in a few hours they will be in a country where there are no books, no schools, no teachers.They are so happy that they can endure anything. They don't feel bitter, tired, hungry, thirsty, or even drowsy.

As soon as the car stopped, the driver turned to Little Lampwick, made thousands of strange faces, made thousands of gestures, and asked him with a smile, "Tell me, my good boy, you will also go there to be happy." country?" "Needless to say, of course I will." "But I'll tell you, my little one, there's no room left in the car, and look, it's all packed! . . . " "It doesn't matter!" Little Wick replied, "There is no room in the car. I will just light it and sit on the shaft." " As he spoke, he jumped up and rode on the shaft.

"What about you? My little one?" asked the driver, turning to Pinocchio very politely. "What are you going to do, go with us or stay?..." "I will stay," replied Pinocchio, "and I will go home. I will learn as all good boys do, and be a good student in my example." "I wish you success!" "Pinocchio!" said little Lampwick, "listen to me, and come with us, and we shall have a good time." "Don't go, don't go, don't go!" "Come with us, we'll have a good time," cried four more people in the car.

"Come with us, we'll have a good time," shouted a hundred people in the car in unison. "I'll go with you, what will my good fairy say?" said the puppet, but his heart was moved, and he began to waver. "Don't think about such troublesome things. Just think about it. We are going to a country where we can play freely from morning to night!" Pinocchio didn't answer, but sighed, sighed twice, sighed three times, and finally said: "Make room for me, and I'm going too! . . . " "They're all packed," replied the driver, "but I'll let you sit in the driver's seat as a token of welcome..."

"What about you?..." "I walk on the ground." "No, honestly, I don't agree. I'd rather ride on the ass of any donkey!" cried Pinocchio. Just do it.He approached the right donkey of the first pair to mount it.But the little animal turned around roughly, kicked him hard in the stomach, and kicked him on his back. As you can imagine, all the children laughed unceremoniously when they saw this scene! But those who drive the car don't laugh.He walked up to the angry donkey very lovingly, and pretended to kiss it, but bit off half of its right ear.

At this moment Pinocchio got up hastily from the ground, and with a single bound jumped onto the poor beast's rear end.He danced so neatly that the children stopped laughing and shouted, "Well, Pinocchio!" and clapped their hands. But the donkey jumped up again, kicked as hard as it could, and threw the poor puppet onto a pile of stones in the middle of the road. The children laughed again.But the driver didn't smile, he still pretended to love the disobedient donkey very much, wanted to kiss it, and bit off half of its left ear in one bite.Then he said to the puppet: "Ride on again, don't be afraid. This donkey is a bit headstrong. I bit its ear twice, and I think it has become docile and reasonable."

Pinocchio mounted his donkey and the chariot set off.But while the donkey was running like this, and the cart was rolling on the cobblestone road, the puppet thought he heard a very soft, barely audible voice saying to him: "Poor fool! You have to do what you want." If not, you will regret it!" Pinocchio was a little frightened, and looked around, trying to understand where the sound was coming from.But he saw no one: the donkey was running, the cart was rolling, the child in the cart was dozing, the little lamp-wick was snoring, and the driver was sitting on the driver's seat and singing softly between his teeth: " Everyone sleeps at night, but I never sleep..."

After the car had gone half a kilometer, Pinocchio heard the soft voice say to him again: "Little fool, you have to remember! Children don't want to study. When they see a book, a school, or a teacher, they turn their backs. If you want to play, you will only end up in bad luck!... I have learned this lesson, I know!... Maybe I can tell you that! One day you will cry like I do today... But by then, you It's too late!..." The puppet heard these words so lightly, as light as a whisper, and had never been so scared in his life. He quickly jumped off the donkey's buttocks, and ran to grab the donkey's mouth.

Just imagine the marionette's amazement when he saw the donkey weeping... exactly like a child! "Hey, sir driver," called Pinocchio to the owner, "do you know what's new here? The donkey is crying. "Let it cry, it will laugh when it marries a wife." "Perhaps you taught it to talk?" "No. He spent three years with a group of trained dogs and learned to purr by himself." "Poor little donkey! . . . " "Quick, quick," said the driver, "don't waste our time looking at the donkey and weeping. Ride on, we're going. The night is cold and the road is long."

Pinocchio did not say anything, but did so immediately.The car is back on the road.At dawn, they came to the "playing country" happily. This country is unlike any country in the world.It is full of children all over the country, the oldest is fourteen years old, and the youngest is only eight years old.The streets are filled with laughter, noise, and shouting, making people dizzy!There are groups of little tricksters everywhere: some play marbles, some throw stone flakes, some play ball, some ride bicycles, some ride wooden horses, some play hide-and-seek, some play chasing people, some pretend to be clowns to eat fire, Some recite, some sing, some somersaults, some erect dragonflies, some roll hoops, some wear general uniforms and paper helmets, ride a cardboard horse, some laugh, some Some yelled, some shouted, some clapped their hands, some whistled, and some clucked like a hen laying eggs.All in all, it's a mess, a lot of noise, people have to plug their ears with cotton, don't let it? Juan鹆Forgive KMechanical Tomb Resentment "Jia Zai∠Fang ZhengGlaze Rice Fermentation Calculation ImitationTear ⒆Print KMechanical Naojiao Skill Long-distance Love Connect Manganese Nibble Blowing Nao Huan Meng Xian Mu泎 The scarlet scorpion is full of scorpions.Bao ㄓ Ω lemon Qiao Yi sent Hui Xi  # Bao  Press the horsefly to suppress the sole Bao ㄓ Ω Lemon just press the horsefly Gu yyl Bao ┑ magpie caries  magpie? Pinocchio, Wick, and the wagon-load of children brought by the driver, plunged into this chaos as soon as they got out of the car in the city.In just a few minutes, you can easily imagine that they have made friends with all the children.Who else in the world could be happier and happier than them? Hour after hour, day after day, week after week flew by in the midst of endless amusements. "Oh! what a beautiful life!" said Pinocchio each time he touched the little wick. "See, isn't my word right?" replied Little Lampwick, "and said you didn't want to come! And go back to your fairy's house, and waste your time in your studies! . . . You don't need to worry about books and books today School is a pain in the ass, and you have to thank me for my good idea and my concern, right? Only a true friend can help you so much." "You're right, Little Wick! It's all thanks to you that I'm a really happy boy today. But you know what the teacher told me about you? He always said to me, 'Don't be with that little rascal, Little Wick. Together, because Little Wick is a bad classmate and will only encourage you to do bad things!'..." "Poor teacher!" replied Little Lampwick, shaking her head. "I know all too well that he hates me and speaks ill of me, but I am magnanimous, and I forgive him!" "How generous you are!" said Pinocchio, embracing his friend passionately, and kissing him on the forehead. They don't read books, don't go to school, just play and have fun every day like this, and five months have passed in one fell swoop.But one day Pinocchio woke up early in the morning, as the old saying goes, met a thunderbolt from the blue, and suddenly he lost all energy.