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There is a tree by the road, all the leaves flew off it. I say to my mother: "I want to become a bird and rocking the tree with my songs." Mom replies: “Son, you will catch a cold on a tree! Dress warmer! " I put on everything that my mother said, raise my wings and cannot take off. So Mom's love did not allow me to become a bird.