During our trip to Elbrus, when we were already in the mountains, the tour guide told us about the following local legend:
“You see that rock? It is said that a long time ago in the neighboring halls lived a wonderful young man and a beautiful girl. The first time they saw each other, they decided not to get married, so strong was their love. But their parents were categorically against their marriage, because the bride's father was rich, had a large house and many lambs, and the young man's parents were poor and barely brought ends with ends. But the young man's parents came from an impoverished, but ancient and noble family, and the parents of the bride could not boast of a noble origin.
And here, completely desperate to get married, the young man and the girl decided to reduce the accounts with life. Together, they climbed up the mountain, found a steep cliff, took their hands and, running away, planned to jump. The young man jumped, and the girl, scared of death, in the last second dropped his hand and stopped at the very edge.
The young man fell to the bottom of a deep pit and crashed, and in the place where he fell, a plant grew. What do you think it was called?”
The wild rose! and Lily! The Mac! “Barbary!” I heard the passengers of the bus.
"Lop" - a loud bass authority said the driver