One was the miser. He was very miserable in everything. Never give charity charity, never One day he is making drying dry meat in the sun; It is said to eat all year. At that time a crow flew away with a piece of meat. The miserable man pursued him. Crow did not get the chance of chasing two or three miles. At last, when a river crossed the crow, the miserly said, "I have given the charity."
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