One person was walking in the jungle.
Suddenly a lion followed him. He started running. He found a watery well in some distance. He closed his eyes, jumped. As he read, he caught a hanging rope. And he stayed in that condition. Seeing that the lion was waiting for him to eat at the mouth of the well. Looking down, we saw a huge snake waiting to get down. Seeing more danger on the danger, a white and a black racer wanted to bite his rope. When he did not understand what to do, he suddenly saw a beech on the tree adjacent to the well in front of him. He thinks he wiped his finger in the honeycomb and licked it. The sweet sweetness was so much that he for some moment forgot about the roaring lion, the bottom snake, and the rope spines. As a result, his danger became inevitable. This lion is our death, which is driving us all the time. This snake is buried in the grave. That's what we're waiting for. The rope is our life, the one who lives on the shelter. The white rats are the days, and the black rats are the night, which gradually reduces the life expectancy of our lives and leads to our death. And that mochakahal world For those whose little sweets are used to test, we have to forget about this terrible danger. So it is important to be aware of it.