Love

A long time ago. One was a large Apple tree into the river.
A little boy would come to the tree's daily and would like to play closer to the plant.
She eats an Apple on a tree, charato. And sleeping in the shade of the trees became tired of the floor.
He made the valbasato the trees. And the plant didn't play with boys.
Time moves away ... Little boy began to be great, and then he and around the plant every day as before would not play. One day the boy came to the tree. His mind was very bad. The plant said to the boy ". Play with me. "The boy answer'd ' and little children. Now I play with a tree. I need a toy. Whether the need for money and toys. "The plant said" I'm sorry.
I have no money. But you can take the Apple.
These are live, you will get the money. "The guy was uttezito to hear about the tree. Segacher all very Apple.
And happy return. After the boy came back to the very Apple.
The plant's mind went bad. One day, the boy came back to the tree's uttezito style again.
The plant said to the boy ". Play with me. "The guy said, ' I don't have time to play. I have to work for my family.