The little fir tree
Once upon
a time, there lived a little fir tree named tom. He always used to not be happy
with what he has. He always wanted to grow faster. It was a beautiful tree. One
day the children passing by the tree said “what a pretty fir tree” and went but
the tree didn’t mind. He saw long pine trees and the birds nest and he wished
that he could also be tall and the bird's nest would be there. Days passed now
the fir tree became tall and birds came. The hares also jump over the tree.
The sun and
the wind sad hat this is your young stage and the wind kissed it.
The next day
people came there and decided to cut the tree for Christmas. They cut the fir
tree as it is so beautiful.
The next day
they decorated the tree with balls, bells, stars, and shiny balls. The tree
felt happy and thought that it will be forever in that house.
After
Christmas, they removed that entire one and gave that one for the carpenter.
The carpenter cut that one and made one door. The tree cried because of pain.
After fixing the door the tree felt” young age is only nice now there is no
happiness in my life”
Moral: don’t
miss happy days.
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