伐木工們在砍一棵高大的橡樹。他們借助於用橡樹做成的楔子，不費力氣地撐開了橡樹的樹幹。橡樹歎了一口氣，說： “我毫不在意砍向我的斧子，可是悲哀的是，你們用那些我的身體製成的楔子來把我劈開。 ”
來自自身的痛苦更難以承受。
The Woodcutter ountain Oak and split it in pieg wedges of its own branches f the trunk. The Oak said with a sigh，“I do he blows of the axe aimed at my roots， but I do grieve at being torhese wedges made from my own branches.”
Misfortunes springing from ourselves are the hardest to bear.