Once upon a time, there lived a rich nomadic king named Midas and he had a young daughter whom he loved very much.
This king was fond of sleeping all over the world if he could do anything better than that. Even if she liked it, it was a little girl who would play after a while. Midas loved her daughter more than her father's footsteps and he wanted her to be rich. He thought of a foolish man. That he could do the greatest thing for his child, leaving behind the largest pile of yellow gold that had accumulated since then.
He brought all his shoes and all his goals to the goal when he worked at Harden, wishing the rose petals were made of gold, and once this little daughter brought him lots of yellow butterflies. If they only lived in reality, they would be valuable. He soon forgot how beautiful the flowers, grass, and trees were, and at that time my storybook Midas could hardly bear to see anything or a tattoo that was not made from the day of sleep in a deep ugly room here. He spent so many hours arguing that he kept all his money, and whenever Midas wanted to be happy, he would lock himself in that worthy room and spend hours snatching shiny coins from the money bag or They will then calculate the gold bars that look like a grater on leaning against the chest of a large oak tree and sometimes carry a box full of gold dust from a dark corner where the calf is kept.
Her greedy eyes came from a small window on a light-shining mound. I never felt so happy that one day I would have to say that if the whole world could be made of the sundial, it would all be mine. Would have Then Ashdown fell sixty-one golden heaps, and when Midas looked up, he saw a young man with cherry glyceps standing in a thin strip of sunshine that passed through the little cotton Midas. He realized that he had carefully locked the door before opening his money bags so that he knew that the stranger was so friendly and pleasant to him until he was more than a human being. Vala was not the least bit frightened. There is no doubt that if there is too much sleep in any other room in the world, if there is so much gold in any other room in the world, as he said to Midas in a despairing voice. Maybe I wish it were too much and think how many years it has been. I can only live for so many years.
I have been taken to collect them all. Then I can be really happy. Then you could not be satisfied. Stranger Midas. He nodded his head nicely. Would you please? The stranger said. Mamas looked at his visitor for a minute. Then he said, "I'm tired. I'm so worried. I should like everything I can." He smiled like a stranger in his sleep and his smile seemed to fill the room like a flood. Are you sure that my bus is yours?
And he will never regret it if you express your wishes. He said with certainty that I would not ask for anything more to make a beard in Madras happier than you want. You can get whatever you want from gold. And Brights that Midas had to close his eyes and when he opened them again he saw only the beam of the elevated sun in the room and all around him shone the precious gold which he had spent his life in the gathering. He slept like this for the day and at night.
It was light. He put his hand on the chair next to his bed. Either surprised or it is still raging and raging because of the halo of dreams and they'll finally the sunrise and the first rays shine through this window and brighten its room for the Midas which illuminates the Yellowsobium. He showed great curiosity by covering his bed and he stood quietly and he looked more closely at what his light was when he saw the bed cover which rested his hands.
She started by making the purest and brightest stool Ivana cloth and grabbed it on the bed. It was removed from the curtain of the window and turned into a pillar of gold, and the gold in his hand became so heavy that it was the gold that had picked up a book from the table. He had a plethora of golden leaves in which Noradaid could be seen luckily snatching his spectacles out of his pocket so that he could see more clearly than he was a bit surprised. He probably couldn't see them clearly.
The glasses had turned to gold and of course, thought that they were worth a lot of money but they were of no use to use the spectacle but it was soon all forgotten that he went downstairs and he was happy How he laughed when he saw that Thrax became a shining bar. The ashes of gold laid their hands on him. Even the restaurant door of the garden was cut. As soon as his fingers pressed eight, the garden was in the old days. He was very fond of flowers. I spent a lot of money to make her garden a beautiful red with beautiful flowers. The cherry trees that were hidden by the white flowers had turned to gold this morning. He had lost all joy in Hargzan.
He had not thought of anything but a wonderful gift from a stranger. He is convinced that he can make a garden of everlasting value before he has gone from bush to bush and he has touched the flowers and the beautiful pink and red rose has hardened the violet base. And then the white-yellow stone shone between the branches of the hard branches, and the cherry no longer had a seed. The three tiny petals were all turned into gold flakes that looked like the sun shining so it means that Midas was not happy to look at them but he was satisfied with the morning work and returned to the palace for breakfast a lot.
He was happy and then he heard that this little daughter was crying and she came running into this room in a subbase. If her heart is broken then she is a little woman. Pray this morning what is the matter with you Oh dear, this terrible thing answered this child that I went to you to collect some roses, and it has all gone bad, he is ugly and hard and yellow It's done and it can't smell. Made wept bitterly and embarrassed Midas and confessed that he had made the accusation so he did not say anything and they sat down next to the tablet king, she was very hungry and she poured a cup of coffee and some fish herself. Helped but immediately her lips made this coffee colorful. Sona and this moment hit her hard.
Oh, my dear, the king was surprised that the father did not ask his little daughter anything. Eat your bread and milk. Then it gets cold. The nice plate looked at his plate on the little fish and he gently touched her necklace with his finger with his horror he turned it into gold and he took a delicious hot cake from it and Broke it when he saw in the white spread yellow money in the hard sea-sand how I was not going to have any breakfast he said to himself and he looked sadly at his daughter who Tears welled up and he was eating his bread and wondering if this would happen at dinner he thought and if so how am I living if I had to put all my food to sleep then Midas He became very upset and began to think of many things he had never thought of before a king could be appointed. There was nothing yet that he could feed the poorest laborers on a piece of bread, and the water was better than Equip King Midas, whose daily food was worth his weight. LD He began to doubt that the world's All the wealth was just a good thing and he was so hungry that he gave a groan for his little daughter's wedding.
The father did not eat anything and at first, she was looking at Hammond in the sitting room to find out what he was doing. Then she ran down to the chair next to her father and got down on her knees. Thrown with love all the time and kissed her she felt that her daughter's love was thousand times the greatest value of gold is more valuable than ever since the stranger took it to my precious little girl, but this There was no answer in reply that the moment she touched her baby's head she was full of love, her lovely face was full of love. And happily dyed and its bright yellow hue, its beautiful gray rays hung from the strings like gold-hung strings. People were told that her youngest daughter was overweight in gold and this is really true now when it was felt isolated how precious it was that the heavily tender heart loved her more than this gold. After touching the heavens and the earth with all her might, she wanted to keep her hands clasped and wished that if the poorest woman in the world could bring a colorful color to the face of her beloved child, she would be amazed when she Suddenly he saw a surprise near the door.
The visitor saw his treasure room for the first time yesterday, and the one who wished Fred Midas well said, "I pray you are enjoying your new strength. Injustice shook his head. I am very sad." He said, "You are strangers and say, 'How can this not be done faithfully?' I kept my promise. You all know that your heart is not the answer to everything. Midas and I have lost everything that my heart has taken care of. Ah, this stranger said that you have been since yesterday. Something has been discovered.
Really tell me which of your ideas is the most worthwhile. Clean cold water and the power to turn bread or everything into gold. You love your own daughter alive and most of all, a baby that will cost thousands of dollars. Oh my gosh, my mother-in-law cried with her own hands, saying that one of her carcasses should change the gold of the whole world.
Was not given power and I will give everything a cup of cold water and a crust of your bread are wiser than you King Midas sent to a stranger that you really want to get rid of your fate Oh gift - so it's me Hate - then take a picture of the same water that flows under the garden, the stranger and the drowning river and sprinkle it on anything you want to come back from, its former Madras King Madras bowed down and When he raised his head, the stranger was nowhere to be seen. You can easily believe that King Midas wasted no time in getting a big event.
Old Lightfool jumped up and down the river, throwing water, waiting to take off his clothes. He said that when it came out of his hair, all the dripping thing was really a refreshment. The gift must have been washed, then he dipped the pitcher in the water, and how glad he was that it had become a mere clay pot and not golden because he raised a heavy voice five minutes before the transformation took place. Was He seems to have gained weight and he felt lighter and happier and humanity more.
His heart also turned to gold even though he could not see it and now it has become soft and the gentle and kind Madis quickly rushed to the palace. The first thing he did was sprinkle it on his little daughter's repressed number and tell her how the pink color came to her cheeks and how she started sneezing and kneeling and was amazed that She finds herself soaking wet and her father is still pouring water on you. Look, she didn't know she was a small statue, because when she was teasing her father, King Midas, she Couldn't remember anything. He then took the daughter to the garden where he sprinkled the rest of the water with rose bushes and grass and theaters, and in a minute they were as fresh as ever, and with its fragrance.
When he was left, he was reminded of the deadly gift to King Midas Coast Guard. When he was alive, he came to the bottom of the river like a grain of gold, and the theory was that he had a young daughter. Chrysler was no longer brown with its golden color. He had received the deadly gift earlier that day and when his kiss turned to gold.
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