@Nico91 30 November 2022

The legend of the tree The story says that when the first autumn came to the world, all the birds hurried to leave for warmer countries. There was only one small and scrawny bird left on a branch at the edge of the forest. Her poor wing was broken and she couldn't fly much. He went to ask the help of a tree, because this tree, having roots, will obviously not go anywhere and will know how to face the cold. He first went to the oak, seeing it more towering. - Please, let me live among your branches, because winter is coming and I will die without shelter! - I can't, said the oak tree, I don't want you to eat my acorns. Find your way! The poor bird went to a beech tree, but he didn't want to host her either: - I'm sorry, said the beech, worried about the wind that was getting stronger. I already have enough worries and the winter will be hard. I can't help you! And so from one tree to another... The poor little bird doesn't even know where to go anymore, when, passing by a fir tree, it hears to its surprise and joy: - Well, little bird, stop worrying! If you want, stay with me. You can sit on any of my branches and together we will get through the coming winter! The happy little bird slept on one of the branches of the fir tree. And from that very night the cold wind began to blow. Pale, one by one, the leaves of the trees fell to the ground. Only the leaves of the fir tree remained green, everyone being amazed by such a miracle. And the wind was amazed beyond words, so it went in front of the Creator: Lord, let me also shake off the leaves of the fir tree, as I do with all the trees... - No, answered God to the wind. Don't do anything to Brad, because he was good to the poor bird. Don't touch him!! And since then all the trees lose their coat of leaves and flowers, only the fir keeps its green leaves, either summer or winter.