مجموعه قصه ی شب، قصه ی الاغ

The little ass had worked for years. Every day he was locked up in a small cart. The cart was full of different things and the sorcerer had driven the cart. Sourci always sat on a bench that had a red cheekbone. Sometimes they would go to town and go to the market, sometimes going to one of the nearby villages to attend the wedding, and sometimes going to the mourning. The little ass was happy the other day of the week as he went to the farm to bring food with fruit and vegetables.
The little ass liked the sound of the instrument on the festive days and the sound of the bells on holidays and the laughter. The smell of fruit in the basket and the conversation of those returning from the field were also liked.
The little ass lived well and well until the day the master of the Ruffinac farm bought a car. A powerful machine that would handle all things and replace a small ass.
What a great misfortune!
The little ass wasn't jealous of any horse or car. But she was very upset about not being able to work.