The Scarlet Flower

The merchant wakes up, and the sun has already risen above the standing tree. The merchant woke up, and suddenly he could not come to his senses: all night he saw his daughters, kind, good and handsome, in a dream, and he saw his eldest daughters: the eldest and the middle, that they were merry, merry, and one youngest daughter, beloved, was sad; that the eldest and middle daughters have rich suitors and that they are planning to marry without waiting for his father's blessing; the younger daughter, beloved, a beautiful written woman, does not want to hear about grooms until her dear father returns. And it became in his soul both joyful and not joyful.