I stood in front of a flower, which grew alone in an abandoned garden. This garden is located in a yard in the desert. Flowers feel lonely, or I am too much alike. There is nothing in this place except her. I think she must be longing for a green partner to comfort her loneliness in the boundless emptiness.

I said to her, "Good morning! You are the most beautiful flower here! "

She said, "What do you mean the most beautiful?"

I think she is too modest to know that she is beautiful. The law of the creator-flowers obey this law-surprises me. I asked her again, "What were you thinking when you opened your way in the darkness and heaviness of the soil? Do you feel pain? "

The flower said, "What is pain?"

I understand that pain only exists in people's lives, and pure beauty is something she doesn't understand.

I asked her again, "I'm sorry. What are you thinking now? "

She said, "I was thinking about the moment when I put the fragrance into the air."

I asked her, "Do you like air to this extent?"

She said, "The sun is the reason."

I said, "Are you in love with the sun?" The flower said, "The sun gives me energy. God allows the sun to give me energy and make me full of fragrance. This fragrance will always be trapped in my heart. So I want to know when the fragrance will overflow from me and spread in the air around me. This is what is happening. "

I asked, "Flower, what will you get from your dedication?"

The flower said, "I don't think about it." I don't ask what I will get, I just give. "

I said to her, "I hope you can answer my question." Think again, how much compensation will you get for what you have paid? What kind of return? "

The flower said, "What is a reward?"

I said to her, "I seem to be talking to you in another language." Excuse me, what's your dream now? "