中国好故事 · 英雄出少年
I opened the jar. At first, I smelled old plants. Stinky! I looked inside. It was a dark liquid. I tasted it.
I knew this gift must be to help my people get well. It tasted awful, so it had to be good for us. . . .
Wow! I wasn’t tired anymore! I grabbed the rope with one hand.
I slid all the way down, cracking the whip over my head!
Then I tied the rope to the top of the cliff and slid down again. “ Woohoo! ” I yelled to my friends.
They raced to get out of my way. I hit the ground and bounced back up.
