一从前,有五个盗贼来到花木村。那是初夏的一天,无边的晴空下,嫩竹刚长出尖细的绿芽,松蝉在林中吱吱地鸣叫,五个盗贼从北方沿着小河走来。花木村的村头是一片长着山楂树和苜蓿草的绿野,一群放牛的孩子正在这里玩耍。草丛中有一条潺潺流淌的小河,一直流到村里。一架水车咕噜咕噜地转动着。看到这番动人的景象,盗贼们不禁喜上心头,他们断定这个安定富足的村子里,肯定有不少有钱的人家。 Once upon a time, there were five thieves coming to Huamu Village. It was a day in early summer. Under the boundless clear sky, the tender bamboo just grew green shoots of thorns. The pine cicadas squeaked in the woods and five thieves came along the stream from the north. The village of Huamu Village is a green field of hawthorn trees and alfalfa grass where a group of cattle-raising children are playing. There is a gurgling stream in the grass that flows into the village. A waterwheel grunts. See this touching scene, thieves can not help but cheer up, they concluded that this stable and affluent village, there must be a lot of rich people.