"Nursery rhymes are children's songs."
"Nursery rhymes are fairy tales."
"Nursery rhymes are children's wishes, and children's heroes."
"Nursery rhymes are the lonely you."
"Nursery rhymes are also the lonely me."
"Nursery rhymes are those who will always wait for and watch over you at the starting point."
"But nursery rhymes are books—books with page after page that can open up your heart."
"With your slender, lovely fingers, you opened a page of the nursery rhyme."
"So, come and listen to this story!"
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful kingdom.
The kingdom was vast enough to contain everything in the world. It was so beautiful that it seemed as though it could only exist in heaven.
The people of the kingdom lived and worked in peace and contentment, smiles on everyone's faces.
This was a land of happiness. This was a land of joy.
One day, the king had a son—a very beautiful, very adorable little boy. This little boy was the kingdom's prince.
The little boy was very clever and adorable. Everyone loved this adorable, clever prince, calling him the most beautiful, most lovable person in the world!
But when the monster living outside the kingdom heard the news, he became furious.
He said angrily, "Why are only cute things loved by others?"
"Why did that filthy little bastard have to be born into this world? Why was he born so beautiful, while I was born so ugly?"
"I want to become just like him too, and make everyone forget him! Let me become the beautiful one everyone loves!"
"I'll kill him in the cruelest way possible, drink every drop of his blood, eat every bite of his flesh, use his ribs to pick my teeth, and finally wear that beautiful, adorable skin!"
The monster went to