The Dragonfly and the Ant
One hot summer day, when most of the flowers in the mountains had already faded from the bright sun, the Ant saw a beautiful flower. It was Edelweiss, which remained fragrant and fresh, despite the scorching sun and dry air around. The whole day the persistent ant made to pass the shaggy narrow leaves and get to the heart of the edelweiss — an inflorescence of white spicy-smelling flowers. Dreaming of finally tasting the nectar of this wonderful flower, the ant was dumbfounded by the sight of a shiny, soft-blue dragonfly, which flew up to the flower at the behest and drank a drop of nectar, sat down on the petal to enjoy the aftertaste.
— How easily you can allow yourself to touch this flower! — the Ant said to the Dragonfly with envy. — You could collect a lot of nectar and feed a whole anthill!
— I am not created to feed anyone; my life is my pleasure! — the dragonfly answered coquettishly and gracefully leaned towards the neighboring flower.
— And how do you plan your day? — the ant shouted after her.
— I just enjoy my life, that’s my plan, — the beautiful dragonfly carelessly threw at him.
The ant had no choice but to go down to the ground from Edelweiss flower, without even tasting it. He tried to forget about this annoying incident and wandered off to look for food in another place, he had to return with the prey to the anthill before sunset.
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