get on a gravy train
Once upon a time, there was a farmer.One day, while he was working in the fields, he saw ahare run into a tree stump accidentally and die of a broken neck.
The farmer took the hare home and cooked a delicious meal for himself.
That night he thought: "I needn't work so hard. All I have to do is wait every day by the stump to pick up the hare that runs into it."
So from then on he gave up farming, and stood by the tree stump waiting for the hare to come and run into it.
But from then on, he never saw another hare run into the tree stump.
A farm wanted to eat good food every day, but he didn’t like working. He often went to other farmer’s homes. When they ate1, he ate with them, so the farms didn’t like him.
One day, he saw a hare running down the hill. The hare knocked against2 a tree in his field, broke its neck and fell dead. The farmer was so happy. “Great!” he went to the tree and got the dead hare, and went home with it.
That day, he ate a lot. He thought that the meat of the hare was very nice. The next day, he put down3 his hoe, and waited by the tree for a second hare to turn up4. He waited all day long, but no hare come at all.
In the past, there was a farmer in the State of Song.
There stood a big tree in the field he cultivated.
One day, while working in the field, he suddenly saw a hare running by in front of him.
The bare bumped against the big tree, broke its neck and died under the tree.
Without any effort, the farmer happily enjoyed a meal of bare meat.
He was very pleased and thought how nice it would be if every day were like this.
Thereupon, he no longer cultivated his land, but watched by that tree and waited for thechance to pick up another hare which knocked itself dead against the tree.
He waited and waited and watched. His field lay waste, but he never got a second hare.
The people in the village laughed at him for taking the accidental for the inevitable.