A large apple tree from a small boy who likes to play around. The apple every day. Little to climb trees, play. Pluck the apples to eat. Then nap under a tree. Little more love from Apple. And the Apple loves her as well, but as time passes. Children grow up And do not come under the apple every day is like the first day, the boy returned with a sad gesture , "come play with me," the boy from Apple's "I'm not a child anymore. I do not play around trees anymore, "the boy replied , "I want toys. But no money to buy it, " "sorrow. I had no money But it will keep the apple of me to sell me. She will not have the money, "Apple said the boy very happy. Apple kept the ball out early. And left happily. And he does not come back after that. Let the apples sorry ... one day. The apples are thrilled to see the boys back , "Let's play together" from Apple's "I have no time to play. I have to work for my family , we want to build a house. It would help me? " "Sorry. I do not have to give her a home But she would cut my branches to build her home, too, " the boy cut all the branches of apples. And with joy from Apple glad to see the little kids happy. But the boy did not come back. Let the trees be sad and lonely as ever ... One day in the summer. The boys are back The apples are very happy , "Let's play together" from Apple's "I'm too old to play anymore. I want to go sailing to relax in the final period. Boats to lend me some? " "Use my trunk to build the boat today. She will sail as far as you like, " Boy, thus cutting down trees to build boats. And he sailed away not to see him for a long time ... The last several years have passed, the boy came back , "I'm sorry. My little children I have nothing left to give her any more. Even the trunk to climb, there is no "early Apple said , "I'm too old, too," the boy answered , "The only thing I can do the rest for you. The root is dying on my own "apple tree, crying , "I do not want so much. Also, where can sit back and relax. I tried for many years, "the boy replied , "Good. This is where the roots Best to sit Let's sit down and rest, "Boy, sit down. The apple delight. Tears and smiles This is the story of all of us. The apple is comparable to our parents. When we're young We want to play with our parents. But as we grow, we from them. Come back when we have a problem and need help. However, Our parents were always there. Give everything to make us happy. You might think it cruel to the boy in apples spoil it. ... We do not do this with our parents, right?
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