'It's so beautiful here' he said, looking around.
Hundreds of dandelions, lilas, roses.. inhabiting every bush, swarming the magnificent garden.
He sat down, deep in thought:'throughout my life I've experienced many things and seeing these plants just revealed something to me.
We are a little flower in the garden. We start as a sprout, and we bloom. As time passes by we start becoming dry.
'When you go into a garden, which flowers do you pick? The colourful, beautiful ones, or the dried ugly ones?'
Well, that's what life is all about, being picked and kept preciously by someone.
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