An Honest Woodcutter
Once a woodcutter was cutting a tree near the bank of a river. Suddenly, the woodcutter's ax slipped from his hand and fell into the river. The woodcutter searched for his ax, but could not find it. He sat on the bank, unhappily.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful village. On its one side, flowed a river and on the other, it was covered with trees. There was a narrow bridge over a river to travel on the other side of the village. In the same village, there lived two goats. They both felt proud of themselves and thought they were great.
