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“The Bedouin’s dog died, the owner shed tears over him. A passerby asked him: “What are you talking about, O mighty man, are you shedding tears?” He answered: "My faithful dog is dying. I feel so sorry for him... I can't hold back my tears. He drove out game for me while hunting, Didn't sleep at night, guarded the herd." A passer-by asked: "What is hurting the dog? Is he not injured? His spine is not interrupted?" And he: “Oh no! He’s just exhausted. He’s dying from hunger!” “Be patient,” said the passer-by, “God rewards patience with blessings.” Then he asked: “What’s in the big midge that you hold tightly in your hand?” “In the bag? Bread, meat... there’s a lot of everything there to feed my body.” “O man,” asked a passer-by, “why won’t you give the Dog a crust?” He answered: “I can’t give a crumb, - I can’t get bread on the road without money; Although I can’t help but shed tears over the dog... And tears - well... I can’t pay for tears...” And then a passer-by shouted in anger: "Curse you to disappear! You are an empty wineskin full of wind! After all, this dog was your faithful friend! And you are a hundred times more despicable than a dog. A piece of food is more valuable to you than tears! But tears are the blood shed by misfortune "Blood that has become water from suffering. Dust under your feet is the price of your tears, And you yourself are not worth more!" Jalaluddin Rumi