Reward for good Painting

WHEN PAY FOR GOOD EVIL Moldavian folk tale Once a man walked through the woods, returning home from work. The road is not near, he goes, thinks the thought and suddenly sees ahead - the tree burns. Flames rage, enveloped him from top to bottom, only twigs crack. And at the very top, the ultimate snake writhes, wriggles in fire with fury, toils and hisses, that is, urine, from terrible pain. She noticed the snake of a man, wailed plaintively and piteously: - Help, good man, save me from death by a fierce. It became shameful for a man to pass by, not to rescue the snake from trouble; and she, tea, a living being, also does not want to die. He held out his long staff, and the snake quietly and lightly descended, crawled along the man’s hand, and unexpectedly and unexpectedly wrapped itself around him. The poor man was dumbfounded with amazement. He grabbed a snake, twists it, vomits to get rid, but it was not there! The snake was only furious and even more squeezed, almost strangled. “Ugh, attack,” the man rushes about. “He wanted to do good to the snake, but it turned evil against me.” “It always does.” - Like this? “Al, don’t you know that you always pay for good and evil?” - Where did you get this rule from? - How is it from? It so happens, ask at least someone, no one will tell you to give good for good; and if there is at least one creature who thinks differently, I’ll crawl from your neck. A man went on, dark with grief in his eyes, barely seeing the road. He goes, goes and suddenly he meets a horse. - Hello, horse. - Hello, passerby. “Listen, what trouble I got.” I walked through the forest and felt sorry for this snake, pulled it out of the fire, and it wrapped itself around my neck, and now I carry it on me, as if a heavy cross. Judge us whether it is right that they pay me for good evil. - Oh, poor fellow, I understand your grief, because I barely stand on my feet from grief-bitter. In my youth, the owner fed me perfect grain, watered and groomed, and then, sometimes, he jumped on horseback, and I wear it across the length and breadth. But only I got old - he drove me on all four sides. I no longer need. That's how it happens in the world! Woe to us, unhappy, we are paid evil for good. “Well, al, am I wrong?” Do you hear what the horse is saying? - the male snake hissed gloomily. A man went on, and he saw a dog old, skinny and scrawny. - Hello, dog! - Hello. “Come closer and listen to my grief.” That such and such happened to me. - And he told the dog everything as it was. - Oh, good man, - I can only sympathize with you, because a great misfortune has befallen me too. In my youth I served the master, and he fed me well; I caught him hares, foxes, wolves driven; but as the owner grew old and exhausted, the owner drove me away, and now I wander about like a restless person, and rummage around in garbage cans, and swallow swallows, the owner has forgotten all my services. Aegeus, of course, pay for good evil. “Do you hear, man, what everyone is saying?” “I hear how I hear, but let's ask someone else.” They went their own way, they went all forward until they reached another forest. Then they met a good fellow, a young handsome man with a clear look, with a club on his shoulder and a sword on his side. “Hello, good fellow,” the man says. - Hello miserable. - Listen about my sorrows. - Say it hurts. - I was returning from work, but in the forest alone I pulled this underwater snake out of a fire-flame, and now it wrapped itself around my neck, striving to strangle me. Judge us, good fellow, tell me whether it is possible to pay for good with evil. “Good man, I can’t judge you when one is sitting on top of the other.” - How can we be? - Separate one on this side of the road, the other on that side, then I will reason you. No snake. Sits on the neck of a man, as if bewitched. “Yes, you cry, damned snake, let the good fellow judge us,” the man shouted at her. A snake crawled down, headed to the side of the road. Then the good fellow whistled that there is urine, and suddenly a detachment of mighty heroes grew up from under the ground, but they began to stomp the snake, beat it, chop it into pieces, until it was mixed with the ground. This is the verdict when they pay for good with evil.

Painting:Gouache on Paper

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:16.5 W x 11.6 H x 0.1 D in

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