A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy came and     1     (lie) under it every day. He     2       to the tree top, eat the apples, and take a nap under the shade. He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.

In the     3     (follow)years, the boy came and cut the branches to build a house, used the trunk on     4     he used to climb to make a boat and then never showed up for a long time.

Finally, the boy returned. "Sorry, my boy,     5     I don't have anything for you any more. No     6     apples for you. "The tree said. "I don't have teeth     7    (bite), " the boy replied. "no more trunk for you to climb on. ""I am     8     old for that now, "the boy said. "I really can't give you anything. The only thing     9     (leave) is my dying roots, "the tree said with tears. "I don't need much now, just     10     place to rest. I'm tired after all these years, " the boy replied. "Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest. Come, come, sit down with me and rest. "The boy sat down and the tree was glad, smiling with tears.