Susambil

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There is no one, there is no hunger, there is no wolf, there is no wolf, there is no fox, there is no crow, there is no sparrow, there is no duck, there is no goose.

There was a rich man in the past. He had a donkey and a bull. As her husband was many, she spent her days planting crops for her caretakers. The master's sons were often riding on donkeys. The master made a saddle for the donkey. The texture is crisp and very pretty. So this donkey was loved by both the master and the master's children, who gave him juice instead of water and black raisins instead of grass. Well, let the donkey enjoy juice instead of water, black raisins instead of grass, now listen to the ox.

The master would add the ox to the pair from morning till night. When the ox came back in the evening hungry and tired, he left a garden of dry stalks in front of him. Every day the poor bull came across a garden on a dry stalk, opened its belly, bled, blew its color, and became very abhorrent. One day, after work, the donkey looked around without eating, and the donkey was eating juice instead of water and black raisins instead of grass. Then the ox came and bowed down to his donkey.

"Comrade, I'm very hungry, don't you feel sorry for me?" Come and give me some of your food. '

Then the donkey took pity on him and gave him food. There was always plenty of food lying in front of the donkey. When the master came out early in the morning, there was no food left in front of the donkey. "Oh, my ass's appetite is now open," he began to eat more and more.

One day the master came out and saw that the ox was eating the donkey's food.

'Yes, your stomach is full and your breath is high,' he said, and the next day he put the bull in the donkey's place, untied the donkey, and added the bull instead.

The donkey had a hard time pulling the plow unless it was added to the pair in its salty life. Eventually he accepted his fate and became accustomed to walking side by side. Tired of walking around in the evening and going home hungry, there are no previous meals, a bucket of water instead of juice, a garden stalk instead of raisins. The donkey fell to the poor helpless to eat.

Well, so the master added the donkey to the pair until it was clean in the fall. In the autumn, however, he was burdened and had to travel far and wide.

One day the master rode a donkey to the market. He bought a bag of salt from the market. As he loaded the salt onto his donkey and rode on it, the air suddenly turned sour and it began to rain. As soon as the hash-pash was said, the roads became muddy. The poor donkey was riding on salt, the master was riding on it, and the loads were heavy in the rain, and the wool was soaking wet from the rain, and he could hardly walk on the road. The unscrupulous master had not even renewed the heel of the donkey's foot. The donkey was slipping and sliding in the mud because its horseshoe was thin. Pressing the heavy load on it, the drug dried up, and on top of that the boss:

"Don't you walk often?" He said, tapping his neck with his aunt's hand, and kicking her in the stomach with both feet. The donkey came to a broken bridge on the way. As the poor donkey slipped and climbed over the bridge, his foot slipped and fell into the hole in the bridge, over which the master fell on his back. Then his master became angry, and like a scorpion, he pulled out a stick from under the bridge and kicked the dead man. Squeezing the donkey's leg, he burdened himself, on top of which was the bitterness of the bitch. The donkey lay with its neck on the ground, its head in the mud, and tears streaming from its eyes. Then three or four passengers arrived.

Seeing the condition of the donkey, the passengers felt sorry for him. One passenger:

- Hey, noinsof. If you look at the condition of the donkey, what do you do when you hit it? Take his load, or he will die. '

Then the passengers came and one of them cut the rope on the load, one of them spilled the salt, one lifted it from the donkey's waist, and another grabbed it by the tail and pulled it out of the bridge. Then the master added salt and set off again. The poor donkey barely made it home with so much pain. When he arrived, the people of the house supported him and took him into the warm house, saying, "The master was drenched in the rain and suffered a lot." The donkey was tied up in the open air. The master warmed his hands in the oven, warmed himself, and ate the greasy pilaf. As for the donkey, they threw a dry stalk in the garden, as if to say, "Paint, paint, paint."

The donkey was so humiliated that he did not want to agree to walk in this condition. “What can I do now? He thought. "I'm crushed in the hands of this master, because if I leave his master, will I starve to death?" Let me get my head out of here! ' He said.

"Where do I go now?" He thought.

When the donkey was young, he said to his mother, “There is a country called Susambil, where there is a piece of grass and a drop of water. He has nothing to do with anyone, no suffering, plenty of food, and the snow is always full, ”he said. His mother had died without being able to go to Susambil, even though the poor man had many dreams. The donkey thoughtfully tried to find this Susambil. He got up, shrugged, cut off his head, and took a look at the sky. Then he said goodbye to his master's outer courtyard and went down to the yogi.

A man had at least forty chickens and one rooster. The hens lay at least forty eggs a day. But the owner was a very stingy man. The chickens are not sprayed at least once every three days. The hens ate hay and manure in the yard, fed on it, and fed themselves.

One day while the chickens were freezing in a neighbor’s yard, his wife washed the lamb in a house cleaner and put it in a pot. At the edge of the obrez, four or five limbs were spilled. When the rooster saw this, he slowly entered and began to eat the grain. When he saw his neighbor's wife, he fired a shotgun, saying, "Kisht-kisht, kyrgurglar, kisht." The fiery rooster touched the rooster and rolled it over several times. The rooster crowed in agony at the blow of the fire. His humiliation came: “If the master takes at least forty eggs every day, at least for the price of one egg, he will not take grain; If we go to his door and he and his wife drive away, he will be beaten by his neighbors! What a pain for me! What if I go out and live in the fields instead of walking here? ” He said. He stood up and shouted "qu-qu-qu." Then he landed on the wall, flew out of it, and headed for the field.

As the rooster roamed the country road, it came to the head of three streets. From one of the three streets came a donkey, and from the other a rooster. The rooster looked at the donkey:

"Assalamu alaykum, donkey!" He said. Donkey:

"Peace be upon you, rooster," he said. Rooster:

"Good luck to you?" He asked the donkey. Donkey:

"Susambilga," he said. Rooster:

"What kind of place is Susambil?" He said. Donkey:

"Susambil is a piece of grass, a drop of water, there is no pain in it, you enjoy it," he said.

Rooster:

"May I go too?" He asked. Donkey:

"Well, I was one, we'll be two with you, come on!" He said. The two kept telling each other what they were going through.

Now let's get to the bull. His master was beating him with oxen. The bull was very belligerent and famous everywhere. One day it became a bullfight. Then this bull ran away with seven or eight bulls. Now there is only one very belligerent bull left. The master wanted to fight the bull with this bull the next day. In the morning the boss:

"I'm going to fight the bull now." Let me put the horn on the lip! When he went out to the barn, the bull's eyes were closed and he was asleep. Sucking a big meeting in a dream. When the bull brought his master into the meeting, the bull attacked and ran to chase him out of the meeting. Then, in a fit of rage, he attacked the oncoming bull and swam it away. Then the ox swam to his master, who was anointing his horn. The master's bowl of oil flew to one side and himself to the other.

The master fainted, and when he regained consciousness he said:

"Are you still swimming me?" He said, beating the bull so hard that there was nothing left to roast. Then the ox lay down and wept, and humiliated him, saying, What a disgrace to me! ” He said, "Come, I will humiliate you, what would happen if I left this master's house? I will leave!" He got up, cut off a rotten head, and set off. When he went somewhere, he saw a donkey. Then the ox called the donkey and ran after it. Looking back, a bull in the distance is calling to him non-stop.

The donkey stopped, and the ox came. He looked at his partner. Donkey:

"Yes, bull, what are you doing?" He said. The ox said:

"After you, my master tortured me too." I kept saying, "Yes." Where are you going

Donkey:

"I'm going to Susambil," he said. Ox:

"What kind of place is Susambil?" He said. The donkey said:

"Susambil is a piece of grass, a drop of water, there is no suffering in it, you enjoy it!"

Ox:

"Or can I go too?" He said. Donkey:

"It's good that you're here." We were two, we were three. Walk! He said.

The ox, the donkey, and the rooster were talking to each other about their experiences and grieving. After traveling for several days, they reached the desert.

There was no one in the desert. There were two rats in one place. Because of the lack of food in the desert, they went to many places to find little food and dug up a lot of land. Then they would have little to eat. Gradually there was no food in the desert. One day the two rats had no food to eat, and when they were hungry and whispering what to do next, they saw donkeys, oxen, and roosters in the distance.

Someone said:

- Those who appear will be passengers. Come on, let's get some food from them. Zora felt sorry for them and left something.

The two stand out on the road. Visible animals have also arrived. Then the rat asked them for food. Ass standing:

"Brethren, we are as hungry as you are." If you need food, come with us. '

Rat ass:

"Where are you going?" He asked. Donkey:

"We're going to Susambil," he said.

"What kind of place is Susambil?" Asked the rat.

"Don't ask Susambil!" Sesame is a piece of grass, a drop of water, there is no pain in it, you enjoy it! Said the donkey.

"Otherwise, let's go, too," said the rats.

"We were three, we were five, go," said the donkey. Now they were talking about their adventures and going to Susambil.

There was a herd of bees in that desert. They, too, were hungry for food and did not know what to do.

When the bees saw this, they said, "Uh, we have come out of the food pit, take what you need!" He began to bite.

Then the donkey said:

"Brothers, you seem to be starving like us." There is no syrup left in our body. Nothing comes out with what you ask for. Our juice was sucked by our masters. If you need food, come with us! He said.

Then the bees saw the condition of these and asked where they were going, saying that these were also hungry people like us.

"We're going to Susambil," they said.

"What kind of place is Susambil?" Asked the bees.

"Susambil is a piece of grass, a drop of water, there is no suffering in it, you enjoy it," they said.

"Otherwise, let's go," said the bees.

"Well, there were five of us, a lot of us," they said.

Then it's all like, "Susambil, where are you?" They talked about their experiences and became sad. On the way, he asked, "When will we reach Susambil?" their hearts were pounding, and from time to time the donkey said, “Tell me more. What kind of place is Susambil ?! ” they ask. The donkey also praised Susambil and cheered them up.

These are:

"If we go to Susambil, we'll do it, we'll do it!" They thought sweetly to themselves.

They are walking, and walking is plentiful. At last his breath was struck by the fragrant breeze of Susambil. They also reached Susambil.

Susambil is a very spacious, endless place. The air was very clear, and there was a huge mountain on the other side, and the wind was always blowing. There are blue grasses and alfalfa on the ground. Wheat, barley on one side; melons and watermelons on one side, and a garden on the other: grapes, figs, apricots, peaches, and a variety of fruits. White milky water gushes in the canals. The wind blew into the hearts of those who went.

Then these poor people were very happy. Some wept for joy. They were very hungry. Everyone ate whatever they wanted, fed their stomachs, enjoyed their time, and then came to a cool place to rest. The torment of the road is the torment of the grave, as if they were very tired, so they lay down in this cool place and slept for a long time.

They woke up, washed their hands, and ate the food they wanted again. At the same time, they came to Susambil and enjoyed it a lot.

One side of the sesame is a high mountain, where many deer live. Somewhere on the mountain stood a pack of wolves. One day the king of the wolves gathered them, feasted, drank, and ate kebabs. Then the king of the wolves saw the ox and the ox in the distance:

"Uh, we've got a barbecue, huh, he's grazing." Go in groups of three or four and eat kebabs. '

As the wolves had a yard, he stood up and said:

"Why do three or four people need that?" I'll go and get one myself! He said.

There was another yard inside the wolves. Hearing the wolf's words, the condition arose:

"Oh, what do you say?" Where are you going when I'm standing? Sit down! I'll go and get it myself! He said.

The wolf was angry:

"You don't care about me. What's wrong with you?" He replied a couple of times. Here the two got into a fight.

Then the king of the wolves stood up and said:

"Oh, accusers, don't fight!" Go, both of you, go and get it! He said. At the same time, the two of them ran away. As they were leaving, our susambils were grazing. Once the ox ate the greens on the ground, filled his mouth, raised his head, chewed the grass, and looked towards the mountain, where he saw two wolves running in the distance. Then the bull's heart pounded. Frightened, he threw the wood in his mouth to the ground and called out to his companions. His companions also saw wolves. “What do we do now? Shall we flee or stand? ' they consulted.

Donkey:

"If we run, he'll catch up with us. We'd better not run," he said. The ox said:

"What will we do if he comes to us?" Then the rooster:

"I'm going to fly to the top of the tree," he said.

Rats:

"We'll dig in and get in," they said. Donkey:

"I'll keep moaning," he said. Bees:

"We'll blow up all the fat when we meet!" They said. The bull was very pleased with the bees' words:

"Otherwise, you bite as hard as you can." Leave the rest to me! He said.

They kept the advice together.

In an instant the wolves arrived. To the companion of the wolf's yard:

"You lift that one!" That's what I'm going to carry, 'he said, running towards the ox.

Then the bull turned his back, ran towards the wolf, and when he swam, the wolf said, "Dod," and rolled seven times. Seeing this, his companion came running, and the ox swam him hard as well. The rats were afraid and tried to dig into the ground. The ground was rocky and hard, so they couldn't dig in, and in an instant they had dug a hole.

The rooster climbed a tree and shouted "qu-qu-qu".

The bees clung to both wolves and sniffed and sniffed and sniffed and sniffed and sniffed. The wolves did not run away, but came alive and clung to the ox. The ox swam over them and wounded his limb. The donkey roared in the distance and kept coming and going.

At one point the wolves got tired of fighting. He saw that the bull and the bees were killing him. At first, the wolf in the yard ran away, and then he followed. As they fled, they reached the king. All the wolves had cracked fat, bled, swollen beehives, and invisible eyes. When the king and his companions saw the condition of them, their color faded, their blood flowed, their chins trembled, and their eyes shone.

King:

"What happened to you?" He asked.

"Oh, my goodness, these aren't barra kebabs, they're a disaster!" They said.

- Yes, what happened? Said one of the wolves.

"They killed us." Among them was munkar-nakiri and a couple of his gurkas. When Munkarnakir strikes with a hammer, even if it is a lion, how many times does it roll? '

Another wolf:

- O mahmadona! You stand alone! I speak for myself. Among them is azroil. If he pierces his spear to take his life, his limbs will swell.

Now this:

"Hey, you don't know!" They came with a bag. Before we died, seven graves were dug for each of us.

He said:

"You haven't seen it!" They came with a Sufi. Before we die, he climbs to the top of a tree and calls people to the funeral.

One:

"But there's one big one." He must have believed it. He didn’t approach us, but stood in the distance, teaching us work and yelling at them. If he had come, we would have died. '

When the wolves saw their aft-angora, heard their words, they were terrified and tempted. Podsho:

"What do we do now?" He said. People:

"O Taqsir, if you say we are in trouble, our day is over, let's die, we will stand." Otherwise we will run away. If they chase after us, the time will come. '

When the king of the wolves heard this, he was afraid again.

"Otherwise, wait, we'll go," he said.

Then all the wolves, not coming to this place, but finding that they were scurrying everywhere, fled, leaving Mount Susambil, and crossing the seven mountains beyond.

The Susambils were now completely free, their mouths touching the soup, and they were getting fat in a few days. Whenever they remembered the days they had seen at their masters' house, they would rejoice, rejoice in the pleasures of the land, hunt for Susambil, hunt for prey, and enjoy themselves. In this way, they achieved their goals.

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