Once upon a time there was a cheerful Bear cub, who liked to walk in the morning. Once he wanted to go to a flower meadow to pick flowers for his mother, but on the way he met a Hare who said that there was someone in the river who was angry, and this river crosses the bridge through which the Bear cub was about to pass. The Bear cub did not believe, and when he went to the bridge, he saw "someone", which was his reflection.
—Peter-Patrick76 (peter-patrick@mail.com)