Since he was ten years old, Misha Kharlamov had dreamed of having his own apple orchard. Ulyana, the owner's daughter, loved Misha and believed in his dream. When the girl was given in marriage to someone she did not love, she lost her mind and left the village. Not finding Ulyana, Mikhail planted an apple orchard in memory of his beloved. One fierce winter he gave the orchard to people so that they could flood the stoves. And in the spring new shoots appeared on the cut trunks.

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