One person was walking in the forest. Suddenly, a lion followed him. He started running. Something went away and saw a waterless well. Jump to the eyes closed. He read a hanging rope to read and took a hanging rope. And stayed in that condition. Looked at the face of the lion in the face of eating him in the face of eating. Below looks like a huge snake is waiting to get her down. As a danger of danger, a white and a black rat want to snatch his rope. When he did not understand what he did not understand, he suddenly saw a honeycomb in front of him. He thinks that the finger sank in honey of the muchad, and licked it. The sweetness of that sweetness was so high that he would have forgotten the above roaring lion, and the rope for thorns forgot the ropes. As a result, his danger became inevitably. This lion is our death, which is always driving us out. In the time of the snake is buried. Which is waiting for us. The rope is our life, which is survivor by shelter. White rats are day, and black rats are the night, those who are constantly gradually taking away our life by reducing the life expectancy of our life. And the honeymoon world. Whose little sweetness is examined, we are obliged to forget about this tranquil secretion danger. So it is important to be aware of us.