b.Once upon a time there was a wood cutter who lived in a Village. He was very honest and simple. Every day he used to
togo to his work. One day when he was crossing a bridge, his axe fell down to ainto the river. He couldn't takerecover it from the river. He felt very sad. He couldn't havework without his axe. If he had notcouldn't work, he did notcouldn't get money. He started to cry.
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