Once upon a time there lived Mother Nature and her four daughters: Summer, Autumn, Winter and Spring.
Spring was the youngest of the sisters, the merriest and most beautiful. Her dress was sewn from young green leaves and delicate early flowers. With her arrival, everything around awakened: trees, birds, animals. Life began to flourish.
But one evil sorcerer didn't like Spring. He loved her sisters: hot Summer, golden Autumn and snowy Winter. The sorcerer decided to catch Spring's herald — the nightingale — so that she would lose her way and not come to replace Winter.
The sorcerer began to craft an icy cage for the nightingale, and once he had finished it, he set off to catch the bird.
Early in the morning the nightingale flew out of its warm nest to sing a clear song and wake the bright sun, to call Spring.
The sorcerer seized the singer and put him in the cage. Not hearing the nightingale, the sun didn't come out from behind the clouds and didn't illuminate the earth with its rays. And Spring didn't wake up either.
But how the children longed for Spring! Everyone was tired of Winter, and they all wanted warmth and greenery.
The children realised that the nightingale wasn't singing for some reason, which was why Spring wasn't coming to visit people. The children began to ask a certain Craftsman to make them pipes on which they could play the nightingale's song.
This Craftsman loved Spring very much and, without hesitation, made magical pipes. The children began to play, the sun heard the familiar melody and came out from behind the clouds.
Spring arrived! The snow began to melt, streams started to flow. The rays of the warm sun reached even the sorcerer's dwelling. The icy cage melted, and the nightingale flew free. And no one ever saw the Sorcerer again.
