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The Flower's Story
-Everyone said the flowers will bloom at the time they are arranged by fate, they will boom most garish and they will get attention for their soulmate. So in a garden flowers are so many flowers and each flower has a soulmate, some flowers bloom to get the attention of the soulmate, and some flowers else is bloom late but they bloom when the soulmate comes like they want to wait to save the best moment of their life for them soulmate see.
-Legend has it that long ago have a flower, and after 17 years, it still has not met its destiny to bloom as those flowers else, it is still a flower bud waiting day by day, month by month. So many people came and crossed it, but no one was a soulmate of it. Little bit by little bit it feels sad and has self-esteem, why is there also a flower in this garden, but why do those flowers that meet their destiny and bloom have a story so romantic but it is not? Did it get anything wrong? It just wants to have a people also come and make it happy and bloom like those else, it does not know if the soulmate of it is a man or a girl, wondering if they do not come, it will still be a bud forever or wither in someday? Almost 19 years of it have endured in this garden lots of flowers and people passed, specifically on a day, it thought it wanted to give up. As age and despair grew, the pain caused the flower bud to lose its beautiful color, black streaks began to appear on the bud as if it had waited too long and could no longer bear it. The withering followed the longing for its destined mate to come to bed as if there was no more hope.
In the evening sunset gradually falling full of gloom and sadness, the flower bud thought today was its last day because there was nothing left, it had almost withered. A boy who is so handsome guess he is about 17 or 18 comes to the garden. The gentle, cinematic shimmer of destiny appears, from every feature on the face, on the body, little by little, a gentle smile, and graceful steps go straight to the place of the flower bud that has been waiting too long for its destination, he stopped and looked at the beautiful attraction of that flower bud, he smiles and he gently touched the lifeless flower bud, slowly and gently lifted it up and said, this must be the flower bud destined to be born beautiful for him, he gently placed a kiss on the flower bud and said: “This is the adorable-est flower bud he saw in this life”. The flower bud felt the heartbeat, the warmth of familiarity, that gentle warmth made the flower bud gradually lose the withered black lines on the flower bud's stem, it seemed like an invisible magical energy was running along the middle of his palm into that flower bud, it seemed like the red thread between the two people was gradually turning red and bright. The feeling of being filled with the happiness of the boy in front of it, and the flower bud brightening, began to bloom, the branch stretched towards the young man and the flower buds gradually grew larger, each branch one by one began to bloom and sparkle with many colors, perhaps this flower bud contained more beauty than the other flowers.
-At that moment, they belong together. I heard I quote “Every raindrop falls in the right place, not a single drop is wrong, everything is destined” and now it happened to that flower. Every life, every being has its own arrangement and destiny, so let's just live and wait for what should come and will come. Every gear of fate keeps turning according to the rhythm of our lives.
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