In a big gray house, a group of mice are moving.

Every night, when the lights go out and people go to bed, the mouse crawls out of the hole. They screamed with joy, and the mouse had to dig around the room. They went to the kitchen to look for leftovers and looked for bread crumbs under the table in the restaurant. In the living room, they sometimes find chocolates, pralines or a few peanuts left by their hosts on the coffee table.

Their paradise is a food storage room with all kinds of delicious food. If the door of the storeroom is not closed tightly, they will squeeze in through the crack of the door, chew cheese skin, lick butter, bite hard sausages, sip apricot sauce, chew bacon, and when their stomachs are full, they will stroke their beards and wipe their mouths contentedly.

Although the food in the storage room is delicious, it is still not as good as the taste of "mouse day". The chandelier in the kitchen rose, higher than a mouse jumping 20 times in a row. There is a short wooden pole with delicious sausages hanging on it and even two smoked hams. This is the mouse's sky. But this sky can only be seen and smelled, and no mouse can reach it on its own, because the walls of this kitchen are bare tiles! At that time, the old grandmother of these mice, a female mouse named Sandra, tried seriously and had a tragic ending. It slipped from mid-air and hit the stone floor.

Sometimes, the mouse will run to the biggest room in the house. There are many books on the shelves in this room: thick and thin; Large books with sheepskin spines and pamphlets with thin cardboard covers: some have colorful illustrations, and some have a long row of serious black letters.

This big room is the owner's private library and a playground for mice. Although it is rare to find anything to eat here, they can race on the bookshelf, hide cats and dogs behind rows of books, stand in a long jump on a high pile of books, play slides on books lying on their side, and practice climbing on the pagodas of books.

For mice, the greatest enjoyment is to travel around the world on a globe. This rather large globe is located in the center of the library, and its central axis is on a finely carved wooden seat. When a mouse climbed onto the globe from the wooden seat, the sphere began to rotate slowly. If the mouse doesn't want to fall off the globe, it must keep running forward. The earth turns and turns faster and faster; The mouse runs and runs, but it can't run forward. The agile mouse legs ran across China and Japan, and crossed the vast Pacific Ocean in less than three seconds, then the United States passed under its feet, then the Atlantic Ocean, then Portugal, Spain, the Mediterranean, Italy and Greece. The corners of Turkey and Russia have also been lightly touched by mouse feet, and then start from the beginning: China, Japan, Pacific Ocean ... If this continues, even the strongest mouse will be exhausted. The most powerful mouse in this group is a male mouse named Willie Bald, who can only run 32 laps. After 32 laps, this big rat with a long tail and showing strength will also fall breathlessly from the African part of the earth to the soft carpet.

These mice live in a gray mansion, eating, drinking and having fun, but they are also happy. One day, there was a fierce argument between them. In fact, most elderly people

Only Lily, the little mouse, stayed by the stove. It looked at the "mouse sky" with fascination and tried to breathe the aroma of bacon again. However, there seems to be something different from ordinary smells! This is a unique green plant, yes, it is the smell of grass! Lily sniffed and sniffed, trying to find out the source of the smell.

There is a transom in the kitchen, which can only be opened to the outside, but it is closed tightly at this time. Lily then approached the kitchen door, outside which was the garden. When it stood in front of the door, the door leading to the garden was not closed! Cold fear flowed from the tail of the mouse to the tip of the beard. The garden is the most dangerous place for house mice. In an instant, the story of an owl with sharp claws and beaks and a hedgehog with steel needles flashed through his mind. It jumped with a jerk, jumped half a foot and ran to the living room. It screamed, "the door! Kitchen door! The kitchen door leading to the garden! "

"What happened to the garden door?" Mimi, a mouse who has always been timid, asked.

"The door is open!" Lily said in surprise.

All the mice were stunned. After a while, the mice exploded their nests and ran to their respective mouse holes quickly, and the mice all curled up in their nests. At this time, the clock in the living room has not struck seven, and it is still far from dawn.

The next night, a male mouse named Philip wanted to find out the truth. It has enough courage. It wants to see if the cook forgot to close the door leading to the garden again. It climbed out of the mouse hole, came to the living room, passed through the narrow gap between the cupboard and the wall, and carefully went all the way to the kitchen. It lifted its nose high and sniffed everywhere, but it could not smell grass or leaves. It can be clearly seen that there is nothing wrong with the gate and transom of the garden.

"Don't worry! Safe tonight! " It announced.

"This kind of thing must not happen again!" Georg, the male mouse, breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly, "We should discuss what to do together."

Georg is the convener of the rat society in the rat election. Its duty is to let every mouse speak freely in the meeting. After all the mice expressed their views, they voted. Those who approve of a resolution will hold their heads high, while those who oppose it will put their tails flat on the ground.

George is very clever. He can count from one to ninety-nine This figure is enough for counting votes. Where are the other mice? They're not stupid. They can count to at least seven. This is very important, because when the clock in the living room strikes seven, all the mice must run back to the hole, and soon the chef will appear at the door on time.