where our true friends are.

In the evening, a sheep alone on the slopes, suddenly from trees down in a Wolf, eat sheep, goats jumped up and desperately resist, and with horns shouted to friends for help.

Cattle in the grove toward this place a look, detection is the Wolf, ran away.

The horse looked down and saw that is Wolf, ran away and disappear.

The donkey stopped, detection is the Wolf, slipped down the slope,

Pig to pass through here, found a Wolf, down the slopes,

The rabbit a listen to, is also a an arrow left.

The foot of the dogs hear the shouts of the sheep, hurried and ran up to, from the bushes, once bitten the Wolf struck the neck, Wolf painful keep call, while dogs breath chuang confused and fled.

Back home, friends are coming,

The cow say: why didn't you tell me? My horn can gouge out of the Wolf's intestines.

Ma said, why didn't you tell me? I can play the hoof broken Wolf's head.

The donkey said: why didn't you tell me? I a roar, frighten broken Wolf bile.

The pig said: why didn't you tell me? With my mouth a arch, let it broke down the hill.

The rabbit say: why didn't you tell me? I run fast, preaching letter ah.

In this NaoRangRang a group, except the dog.

Shimei: true friendship, not his rhetoric, but the key to pull your arm. Those all around you, let you have some small glad friend, not necessarily true friends are. And those seemingly far from actually, constantly pay attention to you, in your happy, not to flatter you, You when you need, silent to do things for you, is a true friend. And who is your real friends, who are you the true friends?