He who defends himself will betray himself.
Silent innocence is often more touching than words.
Life cannot blossom brilliantly from lies.
Rumors are things that spread stronger and stronger.
Flattery can also lead to coordination, but this coordination is caused by shameless sin or servile deception.
At that time, people also hated flattery, but only the way of flattery.
People who believe in lies will be destroyed in front of the truth.
Flattery never comes from a great heart.
Whenever a person claims that all mankind are bad people, you can rest assured that he is acting as an exception at the moment.
Life cannot blossom brilliantly from lies. Heine
It's better to say' I don't know' than to lie. -Magen
Liars disappear when people don't listen to lies. Betty
A promise is as fast as a good horse, but facts can catch up with it. -Spanish proverb
People who believe in lies will be destroyed in front of the truth. -Herbart
People love lies, not only because they are afraid of the hardships of finding out the truth, but also because they have a natural but decadent hobby for lies. bacon
● There are no lies in the world that everyone doesn't believe, and there are no people who don't believe in lies or only believe in lies. -Stalin
Men are born to lie, and women are born to believe lies. -Guy
Lies can grow in any season. Burke
Every soil breeds hypocrisy and fraud. They are plants that exist in all seasons. -Addison
● The more lies spread, the more bizarre they become. -Ovid
Lies that spread silently are often the most destructive. -Luo Lu Stevenson.
A good man should not tell lies, and neither should a wise man. -Nicodemus
The innocence of silence is often more touching than words. -Shakespeare
A man would rather have a hundred lies than a truth he doesn't want to hear. -Stop Johnson.
Only children and fools in the world can't lie. Joe Heywood
Clay figurines can't stand rain, and lies can't stand investigation. -Japan
Lies can't last. -Germany
The ship of lies won't go far. -Turkey
A lie is a driftwood, which will be washed ashore sooner or later. -Albania
When truth strode near, lies must run away. -Russia
It is easier to expose a lie than to chase a lame dog. -Hungary
Truth is a good medicine, and lies are viruses. -Arabian Peninsula
Half-truth lies are the most vicious lies. -Germany
The most vicious lies are often told in silence. -England
The most successful liars are those who make the most use of the fewest lies. -Sebutler
On the hillside, the grass was caged in the pale and stiff sunshine.
A group of fat and healthy sheep are eating grass slowly. They are chewing. Very quiet. Separate from each other and get together again. There is no sound.
The little boy is sitting. On a small piece of ochre gravel. Lower your head and fiddle with the grass. Bright sunshine, trying to hit the dull air. There is no second person on the hillside.
The little boy stood up. A pair of black eyes are clear, but lifeless. Walk around. He walked slowly in the direction where the sheep had walked.
He stopped. Come back.
There is no sound at all.
The sun remains the same. He was drowned in the bright sunshine. I can't hear anyone here. They are all at the foot of the mountain. Busy.
The sun froze and it was very dazzling.
Stand up again. The little boy is walking around. Heading downhill. Then, run. Soon. Urgency. There was a dead silence all around.
Suddenly, there was a loud cry. The little boy shouted at the foot of the mountain.
"The wolf is coming!"
Story. The story begins.
Footsteps rang. Tear the stagnant air and open the dull sunshine. The noise grew louder and louder, and the little boy's eyes lit up. Grass, everywhere, a series of people.
"Wolf?" The tone is urgent and noisy.
The little boy raised his finger and pointed around. Open your mouth. He wants to answer.
"Where is it?" A rough voice overwhelmed him, hoarse, angry and powerful.
The little boy mumbled something. He tried to answer, but they didn't wait for him to speak.
The reprimand sounded.
The little boy was taken aback. His eyes flashed for a moment and then fell down. Silence. Lips closed, pale.
No reply. The air also solidified like sunlight. The sheep is still chewing, full of flavor.
The voice of reprimand is getting louder and louder.
There is not a cloud in the sky.
It has been a long time.
The sound faded away.
The crowd dispersed.
The little boy's eyes darkened.
Don't move. The little boy maintained a standing posture.
Sheep, grass, sheep, grass, sheep, grass, sheep, sheep, and then him. A lonely vacuum swept over his face. He stared intently at the thick shadows in the sun. The emoticon is amazing.
He didn't say anything.
He began to walk. Turn around. He rushed forward, rushed. He let out a cry. Like styrofoam on glass. Sharp. Urgent. It's burnt
"The wolf is coming!"
"The wolf is coming!"
……
After a few seconds. Footsteps spread to the hillside. In a flash, his usual rigidity disappeared. He stopped. A faint smile flitted across his face.
The voice has increased. All eyes are fixed. He didn't notice that he had become the object of great concern to others. He forgot. Seeing them, he forgot.
What awaits him is an overwhelming scolding. On and off.
He opened his mouth and froze. Through the crowd. The sound seems to have been cut off.
The shadow covered the sun.
It becomes thinner and thinner, echoes in the air and disappears.
The sun is still shining. There is no one over the hillside.
The little boy was silent. Keep your eyes on the grass. It turned into a small black spot.
Several clouds have come and gone. All the images are asleep.
Loneliness is getting worse.
The wolf is coming! Really. At this time. In the frenzy, the little boy shouted at the top of his lungs.
"The Wolf is coming ..."
The sound echoed all over the hillside, as if there was nothing. It landed on the grass, in the light and shadow … Finally, the little boy watched helplessly as the wolf ate his sheep one by one.
The Boy Who Cried Wolf
Is this enough?