My name is Wolf. Everyone calls me Big Bad Wolf, but I think the pigs are more terrible. Let me tell you why.
One day, I was out for a walk. I was whistling (吹口哨). I passed a straw (稻草) house. I stopped to look at it. I took a deep breath and whistled so hard that I blew the house down. The pig ran away as quickly as he could. I wanted to say sorry, so I ran after him to a wooden house where his brother lived.
I called him loudly, but I blew the wooden house down. The two pigs ran away. I wanted to say sorry to them both, so I ran after them to a stone house. It was their brother's house.
I called again and again, but they did not come out. I really wanted to get into the house to say sorry to them, so I climbed down the chimney (烟囱). However, they lit a fire and burnt my tail! What's worse, they told others a wrong story, and everyone thought it was true. The pigs are really bad!
