The crow felt very lonely, so it went out to look for friends.
When it met the magpie, it said, “Brother Magpie, I like to be friends with those who gossip about others!” The magpie flew away.
When it met the lark, it said, “Brother Lark, I like to be friends with those who can’t sing!” The lark flew away.
When it met the cuckoo, it said, “I like to be friends with those who don’t know anything about farming!” The cuckoo flew away.
When it met the eagle, it said, “I like to be friends with those who don’t fly very high!” The eagle flew away.
When it met the wild goose, it said, “I like to be friends with those who can’t fly in formation!” The wild goose flew away.
……
The crow let out a long sigh: “How can they not know how to make friends?”
