The legend of the monkey

The legend of the monkey

Once there was a girl come in with a head fake. She had to work all day excavations populations, were all treated very badly. Children eat and wear nothing that has sometimes been beaten scolding. So, twenty years old girl that just shrivel, look ugly tank out of space talk. A windy day the bourgeois, the basic components described families, relatives crowded to eat. Meanwhile, the girls always have to shoulder the burden without a break.Burden was the tenth girl too tired to sit down at the shore wells. Naturally she felt so unhappy, embraced in tears. At that time the Buddha suddenly appeared with a situation he looks old. Where specific Ang seems remote, the hard posture to apply for drinking water. She hurried back into the well in bear country for old men to drink. He drank it and re-fed engine. The girl reminded her not to eat the rice, four security man waiting and turned on the water burden. Well next time out, she took the rice in the bucket to give the old man and said:

- They spent the whole meal for fires at all, eating a bowl of this tool to help hungry.

Finished, the man told her:

- The association how can I cry?

The girl hesitated, bent down did not answer. 

- I am the Buddha - the man continued, - I see you have a good heart. If you want something, we will make you happy.

Girls welcome surprise, since so pleased with the Buddha.See the girl's desire to do so only less ugly, the man told her to wade into the well, everyone saw how beautiful the flowers will be like sucking taking vows. When the water, some girls just sucking white flower. Nature as to shore, she became pretty clear white, and clothing has become the good things.

When she turned back to bear country, both the bourgeois they gasped. She is so beautiful that they could not get out. Heard her story, everyone wanted a little serendipity.They immediately rushed to shore wells both hope to see the Buddha to be young and beautiful place. He saw the old man still sitting in that old, they are happy as people's.They took away the meat affectionately invited:

- This tool ate it! Tool goes idle. Then as being tools to help us!

Buddha also told them to wade into the well and told them she was told the same as before. The well full of flowers then red and white flowers. Everyone is nice to be red when wading into the well are looking to take sucking to sucking red flowers. But no doubt as to the shore, they are not young but the old man added: wrinkled face, who looked shrivel, hairy filled person, behind is a tail.

Burden of those who go to see this horror, "Behold the monster looks, it bites oh my Grandma." But there are other voices: "Beat them to death it! Fear nothing."Immediately everyone rushed back holding pole. Both the bourgeois horrors they fled to the jungle to a circuit.

Since then, the girl with the poor to serve the chief author of the wealth enjoyed by them to leave. Bourgeois talk back and they found refuge had to hide in the forest, on trees survive on search results. We went decrepit, tattered clothes look very least the brain. But it's still unfortunately. So sometimes they dream about at night, or knock on the door, or sitting at home calling pinching craftsmanship throughout the night, near the new light back to the forest.

Seeing this girl and everyone was so scared, very tightly closed every night. They seek to pursue our goals together. They applied to the door of shrimp sauce, is very much heated plowshares scattered around the port.Indeed, one night they dream about. As a rule, they teeter on the border but called hissed. But this time they were opened to full hands stained with shrimp sauce, then hand-stained from all over the people, could not say smelly. They fear each other out in front of the port took familiar as old habits. But just sit down and put your ass plowshares activists said they dread dread, four legs and three legs fled to the jungle. From then on we dare not embarrassing anymore.

In the forest to cut the wood, we still see them occasionally. Seeing the ball from a distance, they immediately pass under the branches of the tree, rapidly cantering back exit. We call them monkeys. Today there are many subspecies of monkeys is bourgeois. Also the red trim monkey ass is because they bear the genetic traces of their ancestors burned ass.

Quote "The land of Vietnam" - Nguyen Dong Chi