There is a green rose in the window. Not long ago it looked youthful and rejuvenated, but now it looked sickly and was suffering from some kind of disease.
It has a group of guests eating it bite by bite. If it weren't for this reason, this group of friends wearing green uniforms would be pretty good-looking.
I spoke with one of these guests. He is only three days old, but he is already an old man. Do you know what he said? He told the whole truth. He talked about himself and his group of friends.
"We are one of the most remarkable groups of creatures in the world. In the warm seasons we give birth to lively babies. The weather is wonderful; we are immediately engaged and have a wedding. When the weather is cold, we lay eggs. The little ones sleep comfortably there. The most intelligent animals are ants. We respect them very much, but they don't eat us right away, but they take our eggs away and put them away.
On the lowest floor of their family's common ant nest, they simultaneously put marks and numbers on us, arranging us one by one, one on top of another, so that there would be a new one every day. The creatures hatched from the eggs; then they locked us in the fence, squeezed our hind legs, and squeezed our milk until we died. They gave us the best title: ' Sweet little cow! 'All animals with the knowledge of ants call us this name, except humans. This is a great insult to us and makes us completely lose our 'sweetness'.
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