My fairytale about one Mountain

Once upon a time lived one Mountain. She was very tall, perhaps, the tallest mountain in the world, because of it she didn't have many friends. Except that the Sky and his kids - soft and fluffy cloudlet. Oh, how much the Mountain loved to stuck with her sharp peak in their fluffy snow-whiteness. Cloudlets felt tickling and they were laughing loudly. Sometimes to tears, and then it was raining.
During one hot summer the sun was shining so hard, that there were not any cloudlet in the sky, and Mountain became sad.

• Sky, why you don't let you kids walk along your vastness?, - Mountain, which couldn't stand the loneliness, asked the Sky.
• All of my kids flew away to the winter kingdom, it's so far away from here. They will come back only in the end of summer!
• But I so missed him, - Mountain answered sadly. - Maybe, I also can go to the winter kingdom after my friends?
• You are mountain, and mountains cannot fly or move, like light cloudlets. Mountains always stand in one place. Even the strongest wind cannot move you from your place, - said Sky.
  Since that day Mountain was becoming sader more and more. "Everything moves, lives, rejoices, and I stand here fixedly, I don't need to anyone and I'm alone forever", - she sorrowed. And a flood of tears flowed along her. First time in her life Mountain was crying. Dried earth of the hill was so happy, absorbing to it long-expected moisture. The day didn't end, and the whole hill bloomed and shone by raindrops of freshness.
  Then Hill shouted to Mountain: "Lovely Mountain, thank you for saving me from death. Your water is so sweet and tasty! Look, how everything is changed because of it!"
  Mountain was suprised a lot and she even stopped crying. Anyone never said to her anything from below. Because she was so tall, and hill was somewhere so far below, that Mountain didn't know about her. Mountain saw down and gasped, looking at blooming green carpets, shining with freshness. Hill looked so beautiful, that Mountain wanted to kiss it, and from that dream she slightly winced. Then wise Sky whispered: "You see, Mountain, friends can be everywhere. They just need to be observed on time!"