A young Thrush lived in an orchard
with his parents. One bright spring morning, while he was hopping from branch
to branch, he met a Swallow.
The Thrush and the Swallow soon
became great friends. After flying over the vast orchards and the green
meadows, the Swallow would often come to meet his friend, the Thrush.
The Thrush would be equally excited
to meet the Swallow. He would hop from branch to branch,e agerly waiting for
the Swallow’s arrival.
Days passed and the” Swallow and the Thrush started spending a lot of time together.
One day, the Thrush said to his
mother, “Mother, I am so lucky to have found a friend like the Swallow. None of
my friends are as good as him.”
The mother looked at the Thrush and
said with love, “My Son, there is no bigger fool than you to make friends with
a Swallow! Soon, it will be winter and the Swallow will fly far away to sunny
meadows and you will be left alone to sit on a cold branch here!”
Your true friend is someone who will stay with you in your difficult
times.
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