It was a cold winter evening.An old farmer went home from the fields with a hoe（锄头）over his shoulder.On the way he saw something on the ground.He looked at it and it was a snake.It was so cold.
"Poor thing，"the farmer said，"you are dying.But I'll do everything I can to find a warm place to put you."But how could he find one in such cold weather？So in the end he put the snake inside his clothes，right next to his heart.
A few minutes later，the snake came back to life and began to move.And when it became strong enough，it gave the famer's hand adeadly bite.When he got back home，he was very ill.He had to lie down.And he knew he was dying.
When his friends came to see him，the farmer said，"Thank you for coming.But I do not think you can do anything for me.The snake is poisonous.It is our enemy.I have taken pity on（怜悯）an enemy.So I must die."