In the bright moonlight, the trees in the forest are greener and more dense. Next to a big tree, a turtle named Cong Cong is crawling slowly. It looked up at the sky and thought, why can't I run? Why can't I enjoy running? why ...

Think about it, the more you think about it, the sadder it gets. No, Cong Cong has been crying like a crybaby! "Whoops ..." Sobs echoed gently throughout the forest.

Cong Cong's cry reached the ears of his good friend Xiao Hu Huahua. "Congcong, why are you crying? I must find out! " Lu Huahua said to herself. As he spoke, he found that Congcong also cried.

Congcong, why are you crying? Asked the deer.

"I just fantasize about running ... I really want to run ... run!" Congcong choked up.

"oh! I see! Why don't you climb on my back and I'll run with you! " Huahua said softly.

"Thank you!" Congcong said gratefully. Then climb on huahua's back.

Huahua ran quickly with Congcong, and along the way, Xifeng gently stroked Congcong's head. Congcong feels so happy!

Grade two: Anhui