This is a story of everyone.
A long time ago, there was a big apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play with it every day. But as time went by, the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree.
One day, the boy came back to the tree.
"Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy.
"I'm no longer a kid. I can't play with you now," the boy replied, "I need toys." "Sorry, I don't have any. But you can pick all my apples and sell them."
The boy picked all the apples on the tree and left happily. He didn't come back. The tree was sad. The other day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited.
"Come and play with me," the tree said.
"I need a house for my family. Can you help me?" "You can cut off my branches to build your house."
So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily.
The tree was glad to see him happy, but the boy didn't come since then. The tree was lonely again. One hot summer day, the boy came back again after he left for so many years.
"Sorry, my boy. But I don't have anything for you anymore."
"I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I'm tired after all these years," the boy replied. "Good! Please sit down with me and have a rest."
The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.
