Chapter 2 flower grower's dream

In a yard, hundreds of roses are planted, and the flower growers think that only in this way can they see flowers every month.There are many kinds of roses, and friends from all over the world knew that he had this preference, and tried to ask someone to bring them to him.When blooming, the flowers of different colors in the same shape made his yard present a monotonous bustle.In order to maintain these flowers well, he spent a lot of effort, watering these flowers every day, loosening the soil, fertilizing, and pruning the branches and leaves. One night, he suddenly had a dream: when he was pruning the old branches of rose flowers, he saw many flowers coming into the yard, as if all the flowers from all over the world had come, and all the flowers looked at him sadly .He stood up in surprise and looked around at all the flowers.

Peony was the first to speak. She said: "With my self-esteem, I would never be an uninvited guest in your yard, but today, all the sisters invited me to come with me, so I will come." Then came Lily, who said: "When I awoke in the pool by the wood, I heard the sisters shouting through the wood, and I followed." The unicorn bent its slender body, opened its mouth and said, "Aren't we beautiful?" Pomegranate blushed with excitement and said, "There is contempt in the indifference." Bai Lan said: "You must be able to appreciate the beauty of your character."

The cactus said: "Those who only love meekness are weak in themselves; but we have stubborn souls." Yingchun said: "I brought faith." Lan Hua said, "I value friendship." All the flowers spoke their own words, and finally said unanimously: "To be understood is happiness." At this time, Rose said: "We are really lonely, if we can be with all the sisters, we will be happier." The sisters said: "Blessed are those who are favored. We have been forgotten for a long time. Behind the lucky ones, there are countless complaints." After finishing speaking, all the flowers suddenly disappeared.

When he woke up, he was bored. Walking up and down in the yard alone, he thought: "Flowers have a will, and it is their right to bloom. I have aroused all the flowers because of my preference." I feel more and more that the world is too narrow. If there is no comparison, many concepts will be blurred. Only when there are short ones can we see long ones; only when there are small ones can we see big ones; Only the beautiful ones can see the beautiful ones...From today, my yard should become a land of beauty. Let us live smarter and let all the flowers bloom in their own seasons."

July 6, 1956