One day, the big bad wolf was drinking water by the river. He saw a round "stone" and picked it up. He poked it left and knocked it right. After a few times, it felt boring and kept it aside. It didn't move on the first day, it didn't move on the second day, it didn't move on the third day, and then it didn't matter anymore.
One night when I was sleeping, I heard a small noise. I slowly opened one eye without moving, and then I saw a little turtle crawling slowly. When it almost crawled to the exit, I pretended to push it back inadvertently. The frightened little turtle huddled in its shell and couldn't come out. After waiting for a long time, it didn't come out. I put the turtle next to me and continued to sleep.