Children fairy tale for adults' leisure

Under the gentle touch of the morning light, spring awakens many wonders, but among them, the bird cherry is the true beauty of the forest kingdom. Its trunk, modest and thin, reaches for the sky, captivating the eye with its sincere simplicity. As a result, like funny little hands reaching for the sun's rays, all the beauty of the tree is visible in its graceful flowers.

The petals of the bird cherry are like a snow-white cloud in the changeable air, in which light aromas of sweetness and notes of fragrance intertwine with each other, making the heart freeze with admiration. As if spring itself, smiling, gave its love to this tree. And the bees, like fragrant ambassadors, circle around, collecting sweet nectar.

But one day, a small sparrow, like a lump of fluff, sat on a branch of a wonderful tree, comfortably spreading his tenacious paws on the branch, he turned to the only flower on that branch, - "Reverend, you are beautiful, without a doubt, I dare not tell you a drop of a lie, you refresh the air around you with tones of unusual aromas, attracting people and some animals. Your petals are beautiful, white and tender by nature. " The flower was confused, not knowing what to say in response, only the wind slightly swayed its tender petals, but still managed to answer: Thank you, but for what purpose are you flattering me? "

- "The thing is," the sparrow began, "if I told you the truth, it would not be so pleasant."

- "Speak," the flower stubbornly objected.
- "When autumn comes, bird cherry, accordingly, do not take into account your attractiveness," the cunning sparrow begins, using all his eloquence. "Its dark berries, black as pitch, frame the branches, like stars appearing in an empty sky. They beckon with their brilliance, promising a sweet life."

- "A sweet life? ..." That's right, I can only answer, you are beautiful, but you do not have the adaptation that a berry could have, and as for sweetness ... it implies a smell that changes after your flowering stage."

Noticing the approach of a predatory cat rustling in the thick grass near the bird cherry, the sparrow quickly insisted, chirping goodbye: - "We will see each other again in the fall!"

So the sparrow left the lonely flower on the branches to wonder. Spring comes, summer comes, the flower sheds its petals and tries to become a berry before the others, turns green, rounds out.

At the end of summer, it finally ripened into a ripe, dark berry, which attracted and lured many with its shine, but the berry was out of reach, since it was on a high branch, far from its inflorescences, which, by the way, could not bring their business to fruition... The sparrow flies again, he sat importantly on the branch on which he had been talking with one flower.

- "Are there any noticeable changes?" - the berry asks enthusiastically.

- "Yes, yes, now you have become even better, denser and more wind-resistant, isn't it wonderful? Ah, just one look makes many look closely at your outlines, a black and ripe bead."

- "Thank you for the compliment!" — here the berry thought for a moment: "-what will happen to me after I pass this stage?"

- "Do you really want to know?" — the sparrow asked with feigned melancholy.

- "Yes!" — the berry answered stubbornly again.

For which he was pecked. The sparrow swallowed that dark berry without remorse and began to eat the rest.

This is what happens in life, following sweet lies, flattery, compliments. This person, tired of loneliness, unhappy or too naive, soon falls into the net, which leads him to blind faith in someone who does not deserve it.