The story of a fairly beautiful story
There was a lot more in China.
There were two fences for water in his house, which he would put on a shoulder on a shoulder daily and put it on the shoulders and bring water from the canal. One of these two muds was fine, but the other was broken.
Each time it took water from a growing canal, it would have been halfway on broken road, when the other clay reached the house full.
The proven mask was absolutely satisfied with its performance, so completely disappointed. That's why she started hating herself too. He used to think that he could not fulfill his duties in this manner, which he is expected to do.
So for two consecutive years, the broken knocking for the frustration and bitterness of failure failed one day to grow up.
"I am ashamed of my disability that the water you bring so far so far, most of them fall only on the way reaching home due to my broken."
Hearing this thing, I grew up laughing and said.
"Did you not see that in the years that I pick you up?" So plants are planting flowers, while on the other side nothing is awakened. The whole leaf, which falls due to your broken, and so on, I sowed the seeds of flowers in the path to my home, so that they continued to flow from this water every day until I came home. Please.
The surprise was listening to it. It was a few moments and started talking again.
"In those two years, I sometimes decorated my house with flowers and decorated my house. If you were not with me, I would not see the spring, which seemed to be from you. Is."
It was happy to hear it.
