ALT In a small rural village of Azerbaijan, hidden in the hills, everyone knows the legend of the fruit that never ripe. It is said that the three peresoca trees that found on the escarpment about two kilometers from the village never brought ripening fruit. The village elders like to embroider on it, but they all tell of a very lively child who often left the village in search of adventures. At lunchtime one Sunday, Eldar's parents cannot find the child. After a few hours of searching around the village, they desperately ask the fellow villagers for help. Arrived in the late afternoon, Aysel exclaimed: "He could be in the escarpment, he likes to doze in the shade of the three peresoca trees". They found him intent on gobbling up peresocas, which had magically ripened. Throughout his childhood Eldar was adored by the inhabitants of his village, who used to adorn his face and clothing with that sweetest little fruits. AI assisted art.

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