Fable

In a forest on the outskirts of a city, there was a beautiful green tree with long, dense branches and many green leaves that swayed gently with the wind. Birds would come to it from distant places and sing the most beautiful songs. It was a beautiful and happy tree. It formed a special relationship with a small boy from a neighboring village where he would come to it daily after school, eat from its apples and play with it. They would talk for hours and hours. He was used to sharing with her everything, his thoughts and future plans. ...

The boy was playing and having fun in the street with his beautiful shoe, jumping. The shoe was also enjoying. The right shoe said to its left sister: I feel I’m going to fall from the boy’s foot and won’t be able to stand anymore because my lace isn’t tied. Suddenly, the shoe pair fell to the ground, and the child left it behind. The other shoe started screaming, saying: Sister, no, no. ...

When a person tries to help others without hypocrisy or boasting, he must consider that helping the distressed needs no noise but should be done in silence so that he receives its reward, because noise wastes the good deed and makes it as if it never happened. For help here is linked to people seeing and witnessing it, which is what God doesn’t love or approve of. A famous circus once came to a village from the rural villages. Its residents rushed with their children and family members to visit it, as it was the first time the circus had reached their remote village. Among those gathered at the circus door was a poor farmer who came with his wife and his four children to fulfill their urgent desire to see the traveling circus and watch its beautiful segments. ...

Once upon a time, there was an old, tired lion. He remained sick in his cave, feeling tired. All the animals went to visit him and check on his health. However, the fox was the only animal that didn’t go to check on the lion. The wolf took advantage of his visit to the lion to accuse the fox, saying: The fox has no respect for your majesty, oh king. That is why he didn’t come to greet your majesty or even ask about your health. ...

There was a weaver living in a village. He was a simple man who wove clothes every day from morning to evening. This was his means of earning his livelihood. But his spindle had become old. One day, while spinning clothes, his spindle broke, and it’s difficult now to make a new spindle, so we need to gather wood. The weaver took his axe and headed to the forest. The weaver saw many trees, but none of their woods pleased him, so he continued walking until he reached a dense forest. There he saw the sissoo tree. ...

Once upon a time, there was a fox named Roxy who owned a small piece of land. He was constantly thinking: What should I plant it with? What should I plant it with? When he finished cleaning the land of all weeds, he said: I will plant it with watermelons. After Roxy planted the land, he was constantly looking at the beautiful green farm, thinking of the big red watermelons, saying: Oh my God, I will eat the sweetest watermelon in the world. ...

There was a fox named Flah who lived in a village with his children. He was envious of his neighbors and thought it was the time for his children to get married. He gathered them and said to them, “You have grown, so tell me what you desire so that you get married, and then I want you to search for beautiful women and live a wonderful, noble life.” The children said, “But, O father, how will we find the women? It will be difficult that we search for them by ourselves.” The smaller one said, “I will not stop you, O father, but give us permission, for we are not old enough.” ...

There was once a吵ing child who was吵ing, Marak. He lived with his father and his older brother outside the city. His father was working in the candy factory and was carrying a lot of it to the house. Marak loved to eat these candies in all the times. One day, his father came to the house and he was吵ing something over his back. Marak asked him with astonishment, “What is this, O father, that you are carrying behind your back?” His father brought a large box out of the suitcase, and the box was like the candy box that he brings from the candy factory. ...

The mother ant said to her sons and daughters, “Let us go inside, O my children, for the wind is strong in the outside and the weather is severe cold. Go into the house to the ant’s house. The elder son of the ant’s colony shouted and said, “Mother, wake up, O children, until you are not caught by the water and get sick in the rooms with warmth.” The mother said, “My God, I have carried all the sugar that we had of foods, and we did not remain anything for us.” ...

A man had two wives. One was named Zeinab, beautiful and吵ing a lot, and her husband never loved her or wanted to marry her, because every time he came to Zeinab she would be upset with his wife and beat her with a hand between them while she was sleeping at night, and in the day she would go out early with her son’s wife’s small clothes to put on him, and then take the sheep and the animals to the fields and pastures where she would find food for her son and his wife, and she would remember her husband’s good deeds and what he had done for her. He left her with love and kindness, so whenever she woke up before the sun rose, she would wake up her son’s wife, dress her with new clothes, and take a bowl of milk and foods to the fields and plains where the sun would go down. ...