In the distant forest in an old thatched hut, the roof of which was half collapsed by wind and rain; lived a man and a woman who, out of nowhere, lived a small brown cow and calf with black spots and They had big eyes. The man and the woman worked hard to keep them so that the calamity that befell their other animals last year and destroyed them would befall these two animals; they kept them like eyeballs. The man kept the cow in the green lap for days. He takes it to eat grass, to give milk, to sell milk, and with that money to buy the necessities of the house and to move the wheel of life. The woman did everything she could for her little calf to grow up quickly and take the burden off their shoulders. It was autumn; men and women were worried about how to protect cows and calves from starvation, wind, rain, and bone-chilling cold, especially in winter when the bird was frozen in the air. It was a cold night, the wind was howling and the leaves of the trees were dancing like a terrible monster; The woman came to their small and worn barn with difficulty to find out about the security situation of the cows and calves. When she went out without locking the gate, she tied it with a small chain and left. The wind was getting stronger by the minute; so much so that it seemed to move everything away, it was at that moment that the gate rake made a mistake and the gate opened, the calf fell to its eyes in the silver light of the moonlight. He got up and went out of the barn. The man, who had not taken his eyes off the grief of cows and calves in that ruined barn for a moment, put on warm...