On a sunset, the figure of the sun began to drown. Seen a rooster flying over a tree branch to sit and rest.
The rooster also packs its wings and starts crowing loudly that day begins at night.
Vaguely from a distance, there was a Fox starving for food. Hearing the fox's choking cocktail saw a Rooster perched on a tree branch.
The Fox thought for a moment to trap how the Rooster would come down from the tree limb.
When the rooster finished crowing as his evening duty, a Fox came to him.