Rabu, 05 Juli 2017

The story of an apple tree and a child man



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Once upon a time, there was an enormous apple tree. That's where a little boy likes to come and play around him almost every day. He always climbs up to the branches of a pretty sturdy branch of a low branch, then eats the flushed apples, sleeping under the bed. He loves the apple tree and vice versa, the tree is very happy to play with the child.

Time passed ... the little boy had grown up and he never looked again playing around the tree like the day before. Until one day, the boy came back to the apple tree and he looked very sad.

"You came to play with me?" The tree asked happily.

"I am no longer a child, I do not play with trees anymore" Said the child.

"I want toys, I need money to buy them."
"Sorry, but I do not have the money ... but you can choose all these apples I have and you can sell them, so you can have money to buy the toy" Answer the tree.

The boy was very excited and excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree with great pleasure.

So long passed. The boy never came back after taking the apple. The Tree felt very sad.

On a sunny day, the boy has now turned into a grown man. He went back to the tree.

"You came to play with me?" Said the tree eagerly.

"I do not have time to play, I have to work to meet the needs of my wife, we need a house to take shelter Can you help me?"

"I'm sorry but I do not own a house, but you can cut my branches to build a beautiful little house"

Begin the man to cut all the tree branches on the right and left. The tree is happy to see it.
For how long, the man never came back since then. The apple tree felt lonely and looked very sad.

One summer day, the man returned and the apple tree looked very happy.

"You came to play with me?" Reply Tree.

"I'm getting old and can not play anymore, I want to go sailing to the ocean to relax by myself Can you give me a boat" said the man.

"Use my trunk to build your dream boat.You can sail away and be happy with your wishes.
Answer the tree.

Begin the man to cut the tree trunk, to then be made into a boat. He went sailing, and just as before, he never appeared for a long time.
After so many years, finally, the man came back again.

"I'm sorry my son, But I do not have anything for you to take again No more apples you can pick, no more branches you can pick up ..." said the tree.

"It's okay, I do not have any more teeth to eat your fruits, no energy to climb your branches, I'm too old for that" the man said.

"I really can not give anything ... the only thing that I now have is the old tree roots that have been fragile" said the apple tree while shedding tears.

"I do not need much now, I just need a place to rest, I'm tired after years of wandering"
Replied the man.

"Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and take a break off tired.Let's sit down with me"

The old man approached and the apple tree looked very pleased with a smile of tears.

This is the story of every person in this world. The apple tree is like the parents. When we were kids, we loved playing with Mom and Dad.
When we have grown up, we leave them. It comes only occasionally to them when we need something or when we are in trouble.
No matter what the intentions of the child, parents will always be there, parents are always stubborn when the child really needs them. With all their hearts, they will give everything they can just to make you happy.
We may think the child is very cruel to the tree. But that's a real picture of how we all often treat such parents as well. We always underestimate and tend not to appreciate everything they do for us. UNTIL we are late. Too late to find out what they want THEM.

Not a treasure, they do not need your money. Not a luxury house, they do not need it. All they want is YOU. Yes, you!

To accompany their old age, to simply share the little things with them.

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