Along the road stood the trunk of a withered tree. At night a thief passed by and was frightened: he thought that it was a policeman standing waiting for him. A young man in love passed by, and his heart beat joyfully: he mistook the tree for his beloved. The child, frightened by scary fairy tales, burst into tears when he saw the tree: he thought it was a ghost. But in all cases the tree was just a tree. We see the world as we ourselves are.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru