Once the snake chased after a butterfly, and haunted her day and night. Fear gave the butterfly forces, she beat its wings and flew farther and farther. A snake is not tired of crawling on the heels of. On the third day of the exhausted Butterfly felt that he could not fly, she sat down at a flower and asked her presledovatelnitsu:.
- Before you kill me, can I ask you three questions?.
- Not in the habit of providing such opportunities to the victims, but oh well, we will assume it is thy dying wish, you can ask.
- You eat butterflies?.
- No.
- I did something bad to you?.
- No.
- Then why do you want to kill me?.
- I hate to see you flit!.
Very often we get offended, hate each other, we wish ill to his neighbor, and do not even think about it. But the cause is often within us, just need to look deep into your heart, and then we will be able to see this snake - ...
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