Chapter 6 A Fairy Tale That Is Not a Fairy Tale - The Sunday Rabbit

The rabbit didn't know the way very well. When she got to the beach, a small boat docked told her that if she walked along the beach, she wouldn't get lost. The rabbit thought: Does it work? At that time, the rabbit couldn't care less, she had already walked a lot, and was so tired that she was crying, and before the boat agreed, she leaned against a corner of him, curled up and dozed off. After a long time, the sun slowly climbed up from the bottom of the sea, and the waves beat the boat gently, as if singing: Be good, little rabbit, wake up quickly. The rabbit reluctantly woke up from the sweet dream. She almost forgot that she had to go on a journey. She slept all day and all night, missing the sun for one day and the moon for one night.oops.

The boat asked her where she was going. The little rabbit said: "I'm going to find a guy named Sunday!" "Do you know where he is?" "I don't know, I don't know what he looks like yet!" The boat frowned: This rabbit is really weird!He asked again: "Then why do you look for Sunday?" The rabbit lowered his head and murmured: "Why do I want to find Sunday?" Monday said: "Rabbit, it's six o'clock, get up quickly, or I won't give you Sunday!" Tuesday said: "Rabbit, give these flowers to mother, or I won't give you Sunday!"

Wednesday said: "Rabbit, it's snowing heavily outside, don't go out to play, or I won't give you Sunday!" Thursday said: "Rabbit, it's getting dark, go to bed, or I won't give you Sunday!" Friday said: "Rabbit, you must do the homework assigned by the teacher seriously, or I won't give you Sunday!" Saturday said: "Rabbit, draw quickly, or I won't give you Sunday!" Thinking about it, the rabbit suddenly began to cry softly: "They don't want to give me Sunday, woohoo..." "So you're sneaking out looking for Sunday?"

Rabbit nodded: "Yes, I think Sunday must be mine, or I must be Sunday. I want to get back what belongs to me, or I want to find my belonging." The rabbit hopped and walked away along the seashore, and the boat watched her leave. The boat thought silently, is it a rabbit on Sunday, or a rabbit on Sunday?