From the author: for those who like to feel sorry In the square of one old city there was a monument to the golden prince. He was in armor made of pure gold, in one hand he held a golden sword, in the hilt of which there was a huge ruby, in the other a golden shield, the prince’s eyes were made of large and pure emeralds. Every evening people gathered in this square, where they complained about the hardships and deprivations of life, hunger and need. When people raised their heads up, they looked and always admired this monument. The residents of this city always said that in this city the only one who has a good life is the golden prince. Every time he heard their complaints, he was very hurt by them look. One day, when he was overcome by a feeling of pity for these people, he threw down his golden shield to them, in the hope that it would solve all the problems of the residents. The inhabitants of this city sold this shield, and with the proceeds the whole city feasted for a whole month. When the supplies ran out, they again came to the square to complain about fate and their unfulfilled dreams. Then the prince threw off the golden sword. And it was sold. With the money raised, residents feasted for two weeks. When the food and drink ran out, they again came to the square to complain about their fate. He threw off all his armor. And these things suffered the same fate. When the money raised from selling the armor ran out, people came back to the square to complain about the hardships of life. Raising their heads to the golden prince, as always, they said: “Whoever lives well in the city is the golden prince.” The prince took the extreme step, took out his emerald eyes and with the words: “Maybe this will help you,” he threw them off with this to people. Rejoicing, they quickly sold the emeralds and with the proceeds, all the inhabitants of the city feasted for a whole month. And when there was no money and food, they gathered in the square and began to again complain about the hardships of life and the hardships of fate. And when they raised their heads up and looked at the golden prince, they saw just an armature. And then people exclaimed: “Ha ha ha, look at this golden prince.” This fairy tale can be looked at from different points of view. One of the views is that if a person does not want to change something, then you cannot force him. And it is not possible to stand for a person more than he stands for himself. You actually cannot stand for a person more than he, dear, stands for himself. Waste work, your work, and loss of precious time, your time. But he wanted the best, I am, of course, talking about the golden prince.