At one time, the sparrows and foxes were friends of the past. Wherever a fox runs, a sparrow flies there. - You want to sow wheat together," says the fox once. - I want to, kumushka. We sowed wheat. She grew up, she had time for it. It's time to harvest. Sparrow and fox began to reap in the morning. But it became sunny, and the fox was a lazy lazy lazy woman, and she thought to trick her. - Brother of sparrows," she said, "you reap, and I'll go down that hill and support the sky. If the sky falls, it will break our good wheat...