A fairy tale about my native city and a golden lion…

Once upon a time there was a little girl in an old Russian city. The city stood on the high bank of the beautiful river. There were wooden houses, old churches and beautiful cathedrals in that city. It was surrounded by earthen shaft and water ditch. There were seven gates in the city but the main one was the Golden Gate.

 Our girl was an orphan and she lived with her old and wise granny not far from the Silver Gate. The girl was called Vasilisushka. She was so helpful and kindhearted that there was no anyone who did not loved her. Vasilisushka was busy every minute. From morning till night she was working hard. And only when she had а free minute she sang songs about the Sun, the people, the glory the prince, and her native city. Her voice was so clean and strong that even birds stopped singing when Vasilisushka sang.

            Just imagine, the golden lion with sad eyes and big heart lived in the wild and dark wood not far from the city. The lion was so large that everybody was afraid of him. But he was so kind and unhappy. He felt a great power and could not understand what he should do with it. Sometimes he could not sleep at night and thought about his fate.

 One day the lion was walking not far from the river and heard the beautiful sound. When he came nearer the lion saw a little girl. She sang sitting on the bank of the river. Her face was so happy and her song told the lion about a wonderful city with wooden churches and amazing cathedrals. The lion admired the courage of the people who protected their native city. Нe was surprised with skills of architects and at last the huge animal was hypnotized with the super power of that small girl, the power of Love. She loved the blue sky, the green grass, the people who lived with her, she loved her native city with all her heart. The golden lion was standing on the bank of the river looking at the golden domes of the white-stone cathedrals and realized that his super mission would be to protect that wonderful city with its wonderful people. And nowadays we see the lion on the arms of Vladimir.

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