In the middle of a big forest
there lived a little brown bear . His name was Bernie.
He enjoyed going for walks in the middle forest alone.
He enjoyed laying by the pond ,staring at his
reflection and playing with the little fisf alone.
At night he enjoyes gazing at the stars alone .
Bernie was used to being alone. A simple life is not so bad.
One day,While Bernie was walking in the forest , just like every other day when suddenly .............WHOOSH!!!
Wow!It’s
a Little star!The little star was floating
in the water .
Glowing weakly in the dark forest.
“I must save it !Bernie thought.”
Bernie rescued the little star and quickly took him home.
Time passed. Playing together,the two became closer and closer.
They would read bedtime stories and fall asleep together.
They enjoyed eating little red berries together.
They enjoyed lying together by the pond,
staring at their reflections and playing with little fish.
They enjoyed gazing at the stars
together telling each other stories.
The days Bernie noticed
the little star’s light was becoming ........
Dimmer and immer..
Dimmer and dimmer...
Dimmer and dimmer.....
So Bernie took the little star and the bag. they set off on their journey.
Bernie walked and walked until he met a little rabbit.
“Little rabbit ,little rabbit ” asked Bernie .
“Do you konw the way to the little star’s home?”
“No I don’t,” replied the little rabbit ”, “but I can help you find it.”
They walked and walked until they met a little fox. “Little fox, little fox!”they asked.
“Do you know the way to the little star’s home?”
“I don’t know.” The little fox replied,“but you
should ask grandpa racoon.He is very wise so he should know.I can take you to meet him.”
So the little fox joined them on their journey .
When they arrived at Grandpa racoon’s house, they asked him:”Do you know the way to the little star’s home?”
“I know it is far away.” Grandpa racoon
replied,”at the top of the mountain where the earth and the the sky meet.If we can
climb to the top of that mountain,perhaps
we can return the little star to his home.”
They walked from spring to winter.
From day break to nightfall...
Across rivers and forests...
From mountain to mountain.
After many seasons they arrived finally at the mountain top spoken of by grandpa racoon.
It was time to say goodbye.
Bernie gently lifted the little star into the night sky and watched him drift far,far away.
The little star joined all the other stars in the starry night. So many stars!
But Bernie can always find his little star as little star is the brightest in the night sky.
Bernie knew that never again would he be alone.
Publisher：Shu Ti Year of publicatio： 2017
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Shiny shiny little star,
I know who and where you are.