The other is to spend

Once upon a time, when Hrona Raad was the ruler of the caliphate, there was a merchant's son named Aipo Hassan. When the old merchant died, he left a fortune. POE Hassan divided his father's money into two parts: one was hidden away; The other is to spend as much as you like. He spent his money like water, drinking, drinking and playing with a bunch of playboys, living a wandering life, and finally spent it day by day. He went empty-handed to his fair-weather friends, with whom he used to play, and told them that he was poor and had no money, but no one paid him any more attention. They didn't care to look at him.

Hassan went home with his heart broken and complained to his mother about the cruelty of the world.

"Hassan! "That's just the way things are these days," his mother said. You have money, people flatter you, close to you; When you have bad luck, they will abandon you as fast as they can!" As his mother spoke, she could not help worrying about his life, and he himself sighed and wept sadly, and intoned:

"My money is low, my friends and friends are far away from me,

When I have a lot of money, everyone is close to me.

Friends, relatives, give me money;

When the money runs out, I'll be alone."

After this lesson, Hassan put aside his worries and perked up. He dug out another piece of money buried in the ground and set to work diligently. He gave up his extravagant ways of making friends and lived a quiet life, associating with strangers only from now on. The lesson was so profound that he swore that even if he met strangers, he would only meet for one night, and then go his separate ways the next day, never to meet again.

After making up his mind, POE Hassan spent every evening at the bridge, looking at the people who passed by. If he met strangers, he would invite them to his home with great enthusiasm, set a table, and accompany them to drink and spend the night together. In the morning he would see his guests off politely, but after that, even when they met, he would never greet them again. So he entertained strangers every day for a year.

Once upon a time, when Hrona Raad was the ruler of the caliphate, there was a merchant's son named Aipo Hassan. When the old merchant died, he left a fortune. POE Hassan divided his father's money into two parts: one was hidden away; The other is to spend as much as you like. He spent his money like water, drinking, drinking and playing with a bunch of playboys, living a wandering life, and finally spent it day by day. He went empty-handed to his fair-weather friends, with whom he used to play, and told them that he was poor and had no money, but no one paid him any more attention. They didn't care to look at him.

Hassan went home with his heart broken and complained to his mother about the cruelty of the world.

"Hassan! "That's just the way things are these days," his mother said. You have money, people flatter you, close to you; When you have bad luck, they will abandon you as fast as they can!" As his mother spoke, she could not help worrying about his life, and he himself sighed and wept sadly, and intoned:

"My money is low, my friends and friends are far away from me,

When I have a lot of money, everyone is close to me.

Friends, relatives, give me money;

When the money runs out, I'll be alone."

After this lesson, Hassan put aside his worries and perked up. He dug out another piece of money buried in the ground and set to work diligently. He gave up his extravagant ways of making friends and lived a quiet life, associating with strangers only from now on. The lesson was so profound that he swore that even if he met strangers, he would only meet for one night, and then go his separate ways the next day, never to meet again.

After making up his mind, POE Hassan spent every evening at the bridge, looking at the people who passed by. If he met strangers, he would invite them to his home with great enthusiasm, set a table, and accompany them to drink and spend the night together. In the morning he would see his guests off politely, but after that, even when they met, he would never greet them again. So he entertained strangers every day for a year.