The Oak tree always thought that he was far stronger than the reeds.

橡树认为自己比那些芦苇要强壮多了。

He said to himself “I stand upright in storm. I don't bend my head in fear every time the wind blows. But these reeds are really so weak."

他自认为他能够在强风中挺立，任何时候，都不会惧怕大风，低下自己的头，你看看这些芦苇多么脆弱。

That very night blew a storm and the mighty oak tree was uprooted.

就在那天晚上暴风雨来临，把强壮的橡树连根拔起。

“Thank god!" sighed the reeds, “Our way is better. We bend but we don’t break."

“感谢上帝!”芦苇叹息道，“还是我们这样好，我们弯腰但是我们不会被折断。”