Tale of Purple Lass by 戲雨飛鷹
once upon a time, A gust of wind floated a tiny purple seed and wafted it gently down onto the corner of a dry land. The seed took a root and grew to a little young plant with purple items, purple leaves and red heart. the plant had a beautiful name, Purple Lass. no one noticed her existence. no one watered her. no one touched her. she was growing by herself. but she felt happy everyday, enjoying the hugs of the sun, touches of wind and kisses of rain. she did not have a ambitious wish. she just wanted to bring a little bit of beauty to this dry land.
everyday when the sun rose, she asked the sun, "dear sun, dear sun, When am I going to be grown up?" the sun smiled at her "Purple Lass, Purple Lass, each time I hug you,you will grow a little. be patient. patience is the key."
everytime when the breeze blew, she asked the breeze, "dear breeze,dear breeze, When shall I be grown up?" the breeze caressed her with a laugh "Purple Lass, Purple Lass, each time I kiss you, you will be stronger a little. don't give up. hold the hope. hope is the key."
rain did not come to this land very often. everytime when the rain came down, she asked the rain, "dear rain, dear rain, When shall I be grown up?" the rain gamboled with her leaves, "Purple Lass, Purple Lass, each time I play with you,you will be stronger a little. drink as much as you can. don't waste every chance i visit you. i am very busy. I am not sure when i will see you next time. cherish every chance to grow"
Purple Lass was so grateful and delightful. she waited and waited, hoping someday she would bloom and bring her beauty to this barren land.
One day a vehicle came by, raised quite a dust, ran over her body, and left away. Purple Lass was going to die. she cried and cried for help, not because she was dying, but because she did not want to give up the faith that someday she would made the land a little bit beautiful.
the sun heard her cry, rising high up to warm her heart; the breeze heard her weep, blowing gently to straighten her stems; the rain heard her sighs, coming down to establish her roots. they all felt grievous. The Flower Spirit saw all that happened. she moved and reached down kissing the dying purple lair. the purple lair became full of vitality overnight.
many days later, Purple Lass grew up to be a beautiful flowery tree. this corner of land became so beautiful because of her. the birds flied singing, bees came humming, and butterflies arrived dancing. even the lazy polar bear took an arduous trip over land and water from arctic to see the beautiful Purple. hahaha
once upon a time, A gust of wind floated a tiny purple seed and wafted it gently down onto the corner of a dry land. The seed took a root and grew to a little young plant with purple items, purple leaves and red heart. the plant had a beautiful name, Purple Lass. no one noticed her existence. no one watered her. no one touched her. she was growing by herself. but she felt happy everyday, enjoying the hugs of the sun, touches of wind and kisses of rain. she did not have a ambitious wish. she just wanted to bring a little bit of beauty to this dry land.
everyday when the sun rose, she asked the sun, "dear sun, dear sun, When am I going to be grown up?" the sun smiled at her "Purple Lass, Purple Lass, each time I hug you,you will grow a little. be patient. patience is the key."
everytime when the breeze blew, she asked the breeze, "dear breeze,dear breeze, When shall I be grown up?" the breeze caressed her with a laugh "Purple Lass, Purple Lass, each time I kiss you, you will be stronger a little. don't give up. hold the hope. hope is the key."
rain did not come to this land very often. everytime when the rain came down, she asked the rain, "dear rain, dear rain, When shall I be grown up?" the rain gamboled with her leaves, "Purple Lass, Purple Lass, each time I play with you,you will be stronger a little. drink as much as you can. don't waste every chance i visit you. i am very busy. I am not sure when i will see you next time. cherish every chance to grow"
Purple Lass was so grateful and delightful. she waited and waited, hoping someday she would bloom and bring her beauty to this barren land.
One day a vehicle came by, raised quite a dust, ran over her body, and left away. Purple Lass was going to die. she cried and cried for help, not because she was dying, but because she did not want to give up the faith that someday she would made the land a little bit beautiful.
the sun heard her cry, rising high up to warm her heart; the breeze heard her weep, blowing gently to straighten her stems; the rain heard her sighs, coming down to establish her roots. they all felt grievous. The Flower Spirit saw all that happened. she moved and reached down kissing the dying purple lair. the purple lair became full of vitality overnight.
many days later, Purple Lass grew up to be a beautiful flowery tree. this corner of land became so beautiful because of her. the birds flied singing, bees came humming, and butterflies arrived dancing. even the lazy polar bear took an arduous trip over land and water from arctic to see the beautiful Purple. hahaha
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