Once upon a time, there was a forest where lived a young and strong tree.
Once, the tree was sick, all day long sad, listless. One day, a frog passed by the big tree, and the big tree said, "frog, can you help me with my illness?" The frog replied, "although I'm a doctor, I'm a doctor for the crops. You'd better ask for another expert." Then he jumped away. At this time, a woodpecker flew over and saw the tree's sad face. He asked, "tree, are you sick?" The tree nodded, and the woodpecker said, "let me help you with your illness." Grandpa Dashu nodded again. The woodpecker began to cure the tree. He pecked at the body of the tree, and the grandfather cried. The woodpecker said, "you can bear it for a while, and it will be fine in a moment." Grandpa Dashu had to endure great pain and persevered. Sure enough, in a short time, the woodpecker caught a large and fat insect and ate it. Soon, Grandpa Dashu's illness was cured, and he grew thick branches and leaves. Once, when the woodpecker flew by, Grandpa Dashu said, "thank you, woodpecker, I have cured the disease." "No thanks," said the woodpecker He flew away.