Long ago when the world was new,all birds had white feathers.
很久以前，世界是崭新如初，所有的鸟都是白色羽毛。
One day Peacock got tired of his plain white feathers.
有一天，孔雀厌倦了他那洁白的羽毛。
“Will you paint my feathers?”Peacock asked his friend Crow.
“你能帮我画一下我的羽毛吗？”孔雀问他的朋友乌鸦。
“Gladly,” said Crow.“And then you can paint mine.”
“很乐意，”乌鸦说。“然后你就可以帮我画了。”
Crow painted and painted. He began to get hungry. But Peacock wanted more colors. Crow kept painting.
乌鸦画啊，画啊。他开始饿了，但是孔雀想要更多的颜色，乌鸦一直画着。
His stomach was grumbling. But now Peacock wanted spots.
他的胃在发着牢骚，但是孔雀想要一些斑点。
At last, Peacock was happy. He strutted to show off his fancy feathers. “Now I’ll paint you,” he told Crow. “Hold still.”
最后，孔雀很高兴。他趾高气扬地炫耀着自己华丽的羽毛。“现在我来给画你，”他对乌鸦说。“不要动。”
Crow grabbed a pot of black paint and said,“Just use this, and please hurry. I’m so hungry!”
乌鸦抓起一罐黑漆说：“就用这个，请快点。我好饿！”
Peacock quickly splashed black paint all over Crow,and Crow flew off to find his dinner.
孔雀很快就把黑漆泼到乌鸦身上，乌鸦飞出去找他的晚餐。
To this day, all crows have black feathers, and all peacocks have colorful feathers. Peacock still likes to show off, and Crow is always looking for another meal.
直到今天，所有的乌鸦都是黑色的羽毛，所有的孔雀都是五颜六色的羽毛。孔雀仍然喜欢炫耀，而乌鸦总是在寻找食物。
