- It's like the Apple tree :
There was a big apple tree a long time ago. A little boy liked to come to it every day. He climbed the treetops, ate the apples and took a nap in the shade. He loved the tree and the tree liked to play with him. Over time, the child grew up and no longer played around the tree every day.
One day, the boy returned to the tree and became sad: "Come play with me," the tree asked the boy. "I am no longer a child, I no longer play among the trees," the boy replied. "I want toys, I need money to buy them." "I'm sorry, but I do not have money, but you can pick up all my apples and sell them." The boy was so excited that he caught all the apples on the tree and walked happily. to pick the apples, the tree was sad.
One day, the boy who had become a man returned and the tree was excited. "Come play with me," said the tree. "I do not have time to play, I have to work for my family, we need a house for protection, can you help me?" "I'm sorry, but I do not have a home, but you can cut my branches to build your house." Then the man cut all the branches of the tree and he was happy, the tree was happy to see him happy, but the man has never returned since then, the tree was again alone and sad.
On a hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted. "Come to play with me!" He said the tree. "I'm getting old, I want to sail to relax, you can give me a boat," said the man, "use my suitcase to build your boat, you can sail away and be happy." He cut the trunk of the tree to make a boat, went sailing and never presented a long time, after all, the man returned after many years. "Sorry, boy, but you have nothing left."i have no More apples for you. Said the tree: "No problem, I do not have teeth." The man replied that he bit: "I'm sure I'm not going to climb, I'm too old, the man said." I really can not give you anything, I just have left. Even so, my dying roots said "the tree with tears." I do not need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years, "replied the man," The roots of the old trees are the best place to rest and rest, to sit with me and rest. "The man sat down and the tree was happy and he smiled with tears.
Moral of the story: It is a story of everyone. The tree is like our parents. When we were young, we loved playing with our parents. When we grow up, we leave them; just go to them when we need something or when we have problems. Anyway, parents will always be there and give everything to make you happy.
One day, the boy who had become a man returned and the tree was excited. "Come play with me," said the tree. "I do not have time to play, I have to work for my family, we need a house for protection, can you help me?" "I'm sorry, but I do not have a home, but you can cut my branches to build your house." Then the man cut all the branches of the tree and he was happy, the tree was happy to see him happy, but the man has never returned since then, the tree was again alone and sad.
On a hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted. "Come to play with me!" He said the tree. "I'm getting old, I want to sail to relax, you can give me a boat," said the man, "use my suitcase to build your boat, you can sail away and be happy." He cut the trunk of the tree to make a boat, went sailing and never presented a long time, after all, the man returned after many years. "Sorry, boy, but you have nothing left."i have no More apples for you. Said the tree: "No problem, I do not have teeth." The man replied that he bit: "I'm sure I'm not going to climb, I'm too old, the man said." I really can not give you anything, I just have left. Even so, my dying roots said "the tree with tears." I do not need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years, "replied the man," The roots of the old trees are the best place to rest and rest, to sit with me and rest. "The man sat down and the tree was happy and he smiled with tears.
Moral of the story: It is a story of everyone. The tree is like our parents. When we were young, we loved playing with our parents. When we grow up, we leave them; just go to them when we need something or when we have problems. Anyway, parents will always be there and give everything to make you happy.
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