But the boy stayed away for a long time and the tree was sad. Then you will have money and you'll be happy" And so the boy climb up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in city.
Can you give me some money?" "I'm sorry" said the tree, "but I have no money. "I am too big to climb and play" said the boy. Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said: "Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be "happy". But time went by, And the boy grew older.
And, when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade.
He would climb up her trunk and swing from her branches and eat apples. And every day the boy would come and he would gather her leaves And make them into crowns and play king of the forest. Once there was a tree and she loved little boy.
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