Ildikó T. Fiser: The little gardeners and the red monster
It was a beautiful spring morning. The sun was shining brighter and brighter in the crystal clear sky, its rays slowly illuminating every corner of the garden.
It was a beautiful spring morning. The sun was shining brighter and brighter in the crystal clear sky, its rays slowly illuminating every corner of the garden.
The mouse thought hard,
he's going away, leaving his taps and taps.
All he saw was Vacka,
see the world...
More like this, wonder of the world,
the locust went to church today.
Glorifying God, perhaps?
Looking at a fresco on the church wall?...
Dad? The little hedgehog asked, looking at the brush. No, dear, said his mother, you're going to ...
Snail girl fell in love with a male snail. According to her father, the most beautiful of all snails. He doesn't even have a house and he's poor...
He moved into our wooden house
an eight-legged new resident,
caught a tiny fly
terrible, this is not right...
The snail went on holiday,
but his home was on his back,
you just can't take it with you
can't go on holiday with a house...
What is winking at me from the grass below?
He knows that, damn it.
This little thing is strange,
he has about eight eyes...
The peacock is dressed up,
your dress is beautiful.
It spreads its plumage.
He looks in the mirror, he likes it...
Please, my jacket, don't disintegrate.
What should I do? The moth has chewed me.
I went straight in with my jacket,
to court right now...
My good friend spit on me,
the humpless camel.
In hindsight I regret it very much,
that I didn't take cover...
The cat found no milk.
What do you mean he can't eat now?
He was fed up with it,
go to the pasture instead...
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