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There are stories that one day a conductor, just before Christmas that very night, peering into the snow blockages outside the window, saw something strange. Rainbow lights flew along the white bare branches past the passing forest. Small fussy glowing insects literally beat against the window and on the window with fir branches bursting from the snow cap. The passengers were asleep in the cabin. She was the only one who saw it. Unable to resist, she opened the window and a couple of strange insects flew into the train. And they disappeared… Later, the insects were found during harvesting, in sugar. Gnawing a little from all sides, they warm themselves comfortably in the closet. This is where it came from: aphids, aphids, aphids… Well, this is a Christmas aphid with a Russian spruce.