Tell me the 'hot or cold short story'.

Since I'm not clear about the particular 'hot and cold story', it could also be a story about temperature differences in a magical world. There could be areas that are extremely hot with fire - breathing creatures and other areas that are freezing cold with ice - made beings. And the story could revolve around a hero or heroine who has to navigate through both these regions to achieve a certain goal.

I'm not sure which specific 'not too hot not too cold story' you mean. It could be a story about finding the perfect temperature, like a Goldilocks situation where she found the porridge that was just right, not too hot and not too cold. Maybe it's about a place with a very pleasant climate all year round, neither too sweltering in summer nor freezing in winter.

Once upon a time, there was a little match girl on a cold winter night. She had a box of matches to sell but no one bought them. She was so cold that she lit a match. In the warm glow, she saw a vision of a delicious hot meal. As she lit more matches, she felt the heat and saw beautiful things. But when the matches were all gone, she froze to death. It's a short and 'hot' story in the sense of the desperate need for warmth.

Once there was a girl on Tinder. She swiped right on a guy's profile just because he had a picture with a cute dog. They matched and started chatting. The guy was really funny and they quickly made plans to meet at a local coffee shop. When they met, they found out they had a lot in common and ended up spending the whole day together. It was like a Tinder fairytale.

Once upon a time, in a small coastal town, there was a young artist named Lily. One hot and steamy summer day, she set up her easel on the beach. As she painted the crashing waves, a handsome stranger, Jack, walked by. He was instantly drawn to her work and stopped to watch. Their eyes met, and a spark of attraction flew between them. Jack asked if he could sit and watch her paint for a while. Lily agreed, and as the day grew hotter, their conversation grew deeper. By the end of the day, they had made plans to meet again the next day.

There was a cold little bird. It had been flying all day in the frigid air. Its tiny feet were almost frozen. The bird landed on a snow - covered fence. It was so cold that it could barely chirp. A kind child saw the bird and left some crumbs of bread near it. The bird hesitantly pecked at the crumbs. The food gave it some energy, and it flapped its wings a few times to get warm. Then it flew away towards a nearby barn where it hoped to find more shelter from the cold.

It was a cold dark night. A young girl named Lily was walking alone on a desolate road. She was coming back from her friend's house, but she had missed the last bus. The only sounds she could hear were the howling of the wind and her own footsteps. Suddenly, she saw a faint light in the distance. As she got closer, she realized it was an old cottage. An old woman opened the door and invited her in. Lily was hesitant at first but the cold made her accept the offer. Inside, the cottage was warm and filled with the smell of freshly baked bread. The old woman told her stories of the past all night long until the morning sun came up.

The 'blow hot blow cold' story often refers to someone who is inconsistent in their attitude or behavior. For example, a person might be very enthusiastic about a project one day and then completely cold towards it the next. It's like the fable where a man blows on his hands to warm them and then blows on his soup to cool it, showing his changeable nature.

Well, without more context, it's difficult to exactly tell the 'hot as summer cold as winter story'. It might be a fable where a character is as warm - hearted as the summer sun at times, but then can turn as cold as a winter's day when faced with betrayal or disappointment. It could also be related to a relationship where the initial phase was as hot and passionate as summer, but then things cooled down to a cold winter - like state.

Once upon a time, a penguin walked into a bar. The bartender said, 'What can I get you?' The penguin didn't answer, just stared blankly. So the bartender said, 'Why the long face?' And the penguin said, 'Do I look like I have a fish?' It's cold because of the penguin's naivete and funny because of the unexpected dialogue.