long time ago .... As male fertile garden of an uncle who owned a vineyard. The apple gardening for many years. Until the row is well known that he is a man skilled stingy and will not lose to anyone yet
he uses the songs of birds is a sign of the times. Because he is I like to forget I will stick to the music of the birds. The birds are singing every half hour until used. The birds sing I will review the
most workers are stealing to sleep during the day. I hear the birds sing Will get to work immediately I caught not even once. Soon the winter. Cold weather begins Make workers unable to endure the winter thinking about putting the birds to hang on the tree. In order for it to freeze to death Do not have to cry again. A while the bird was starving
I'm very sorry. However, it can not catch who did it. Workers secretly to avoid sleep again. But this time I caught Ordered to work harder By the count of five. I would come and see See more often because Uncle to count faster than
workers regret killing birds died. At least half an hour to come see me. But this is not to twenty minutes, I went to see it. I like the old one was better than we could do