In the forest lived many small animals: nightingales, larks, canaries, and a little rooster.
One day, the little rooster's father said to him, "You've grown up, and it's time for me to pass on our family's skill—crowing—to you." The little rooster replied, "No, I don't want to learn crowing. I'd rather learn to sing. Listen, the nightingales' songs are so beautiful, and they often hold concerts!" His father said, "Alright then. Anyway, I'm old now and can't crow anymore. If you want to learn singing, go ahead!" So, the little rooster happily went off to learn singing.
However, he just couldn't learn to sing well. Despite his teacher, the nightingale, correcting him several times, he still couldn't produce a pleasant song. The other birds in the forest all mocked him.
At this time, the little rooster noticed a strange phenomenon: the animals in the forest were no longer waking up on time. So he asked his father, "Dad, why aren't the animals waking up on time?" His father replied, "Because I haven't been crowing!" The little rooster asked again, "Why aren't you crowing?" His father said, "I'm old now, I can't crow anymore."
Suddenly, the little rooster realized that the skill he should learn wasn't singing, but crowing. From then on, the little rooster began practicing crowing. Every morning, he loudly practiced his crow, and gradually, his crowing became more and more pleasant and louder and louder...
From then on, everyone woke up on time again. The animals in the forest all praised the little rooster enthusiastically!