Veli realises

Sometimes the opposite would happen. He told that he couldn’t go to the parent because he
couldn’t finish counting. The parent asked him if he had finished counting. The falcon bird also
explained that he balanced the account and that he could only come in this way. Veli asked his falcon
how he balanced this account. The falcon bird told him that those who remained in the account were dale al play
more than those who died, and the other who died was more than the remaining ones. In the end,
although it was wrong, he had to count those who followed his wife’s advice from the dead, so that
he balanced the number. Veli was surprised when he heard these words of the falcon bird. Realizing
that he was also counted among the dead, he realized his mistake. Veli wanted the birds to be the
same as before. All the birds settled on the roof of the guardian’s house and took their feathers and elifloor
flew to their nests. The parent man, who learned a lesson from what the falcon said, told his wife
that he did not want to do such a thing anymore, that he did not want to live in such a house, and
they continued to live in their old house. Once upon a time. Once upon a time, there was a forest in a
place where everyone did not know. And in this forest, if you count, there are many trees that I know
are not enough. These trees were diverse, with all shades of green, large and small, with different
leaves and without fruit. One of these trees was both the most beautiful and the oldest tree in the
forest. Of all the trees, it was the most striking tree. All the trees in the forest looked at him with
envy. Young trees wondered if they would one day be as beautiful as her and live as long as she did.
It blew so violently, so strongly that it would be an understatement to say wind. It would be more
accurate to say that the storm is blowing. All the trees in the forest were both surprised and scared.
Even the old tree has never seen such a wind in its life. The wind that lasted for days is gone to blow
to other lands. Our forest has calmed down, everyone is looking at themselves, checking whether the
branches are broken or the leaves have fallen. Fortunately, the trees were not damaged, but a shout
was heard from somewhere. Once they saw that the old tree was writhing in pain and shouting. The
wind broke the branches of the old tree. All the trees in the forest were stunned by this situation.

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