A one-of-a-kind little rose

Little Rose thought, actually I'm pretty.

1.

Lots of flowers in the garden.

They are all roses

There are red, blue, white, yellow, and even black. ......

When it comes to the flower season, the garden is full of flowers and colors, which is very beautiful.

Small roses are also one of them.

It is dazzling and rare black.

Little Rose was very proud of that.

Whenever people look at each other with admiration and amazement, the little rose will proudly straighten her waist.

It nodded reservedly at the men, as if to show off, as if it did not care about these eyes at all.

The one and only. Pretty.

It was the adjective that Little Rose had thought of for herself.

It was because the One-Of-A-Kind Beer Hand Courtyard was so that everyone who passed by me couldn't help but look at me.

It's because I'm pretty, so people will always praise me while admiring me.

The days went by like this.

The little rose was still the little black rose.

But there are many more roses of other colors in the garden.

Someone passed by the little rose, and the little rose habitually planned to nod at the other side reservedly.

But the other party rubbed the small rose and went straight to the other flowers in the garden.

Little Rose didn't care.

Until the third, the fourth... The hundredth time.

Little Rose stood up and turned to the side and stepped back.

She thought: I can't let these daredevils, accidentally break or hurt me while passing by.

Every day after that, it was the same.

New flowers are constantly appearing in the garden.

What was originally popular has gradually been snubbed.

Little Rose observed for a long time.

Finally, she decided to flee.

2.

At first, the little rose found a green grass.

When the one-of-a-kind self-label is knocked down.

Little Rose decided to flee.

I'm unique!

I must find a place that proves that I am unique!

With this in mind, Little Rose set off in the dead of night.

There's nothing here but grass.

Little Rose jumped in happily.

She thought: Now I am unique.

But the good times were short-lived.

Little Rose soon felt a dizziness.

At this time, the grass brother next to him spoke: Big sister, do you want to find other places? You're here, and we brothers are starving to death—

Little Rose endured the dizziness and left: No wonder there are no flowers here, it turns out that flowers can't survive in this place!

Then, the little rose came to a place with flowers and grass.

This time there was no problem.

The little rose absorbs the nutrients while looking around.

The flowers and plants around here are not beautiful on their own, and there is only one black rose here.

It's triumphant.

But soon the danger came.

Not long after the little rose arrived, it was discovered by a little boy.

The little boy pointed to the little rose and excitedly said to his mother: Mother, what a beautiful black rose!

Little Rose straightened her waist.

However, in the next instant, the little rose was uprooted.

The little boy said: I like you so much, I want to take you home.

The little rose was thus brought home by the little boy.

Moved from a place where she could breathe freely into the flowerpot, the little rose, although unhappy, did not resist too much.

Until the little roses were discovered.

Now the only one who appreciates himself seems to be the little boy left

It began to fear here.

It reminds it of the garden of the past.

There are many, many flowers there, and I am not unique in them.

Little Rose thought about it because the little boy had learned of it

The presence of the garden.

It thought of people whose eyes had stopped focusing on themselves since there were new flowers in the garden.

Little Rose was determined, and the little boy was that kind of person.

I'm in danger.

Little Rose thought, I have to get out of here quickly.

So, it was another night.

Little Rose sneaked away again.

This time Little Rose met a businessman.

The merchant told little rose that he could dress up the little rose as unique, and this time no flower would be like the little rose.

The merchant did not renege on his word, and he dyed the little rose gold. And claim that there is only one flower in the world.

The little rose, dyed golden, thus received the amazement of everyone from all over the world.

The only golden rose in the world!

People are going crazy.

In order to take a look at Xiao Zhi, "they rushed over at all costs and spent a lot of money to buy tickets."

Little Rose regained the eye of the crowd.

It stood up straight and let everyone appreciate it.

But it didn't take long.

The little rose is no longer unique.

There are many more golden roses around the world, some dyed, and some specially developed.

Fewer people came to admire the little roses.

Little Rose turned her pleading eyes to the merchant.

Merchants colored it from scratch.

The little rose turned into a silver rose.

This time, the little rose attracted many eyes.

Twice as many people have come to appreciate it than before.

Soon, however, there were more silver roses around the world.

The little rose is no longer unique.

This time the merchants dyed it blue again.

The little rose became unique again.

It has also been loved and appreciated by many people again.

Similarly, there were more blue roses.

The merchant had no choice but to continue to dye the little roses a new color.

And so on day after day.

Little Rose kept repeating her previous experience.

Until a heavy rain.

The little rose that was too old to be defensive was washed away from the color on its body.

The quality of those pigments is good and bad.

So the little rose was washed away by the heavy rain and became colorful.

Some people scolded little roses for cheating, and others rushed up and spat.

The most frightening thing is that some people think that the little rose at this time is unique.

In this way, the little rose became unique again.

There are a frightening number of people who pursue it.

Roses imitating it are also constantly appearing all over the world.

There are many more dappled roses all over the world.

This time, Little Rose did not promise to let the merchant continue to dress herself.

The one and only.

It has been pursuing the word for a long, long time.

But now, it has become no longer like itself.

It is a golden rose, it is a silver rose, it is a green rose.

But it is no longer a black rose.

Little Rose wants many people to look at themselves at the first glance, hair

Now that you are unique, and like yourself on this basis.

But you like to be fleeting, unique and fleeting.

Little Rose remembered those who had been in the garden.

I remembered myself after turning into roses of various colors.

I think of all the people who pursue themselves because they are unique.

Little Rose realized that she had been following the eyes of others.

From the grass to the little boy's house to the merchant here.

Little Rose is always in the pursuit of uniqueness, always in the pursuit of the center of other people's eyes.

Little Rose tried to escape again.

Before escaping, the little rose encounters the little green rose that has always imitated it.

The little green rose's body is now stained with colorful colors, and even deliberately made the color of the little rose after it was wet by heavy rain that day.

See little roses to run.

Little Green Rose was overjoyed: Are you leaving? After that, I was unique!

Little Rose wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't.

Because the little green rose has begun to sing excitedly—

Oh what a stupid little rose, oh what a poor little rose

Jewel, now I will replace you, now I am unique

Two. I want to be unique, if not unique, to live

What does that mean? I want to trade my life for it, I want to be unique! Please burn me, I will be unique.

3.

The little rose that created a lot of value for the merchants had to escape.

Naturally, businessmen will not give up.

So little rose encountered many dangers on the way to escape.

Fortunately, those dangers were avoided.

Little Rose is on her way back again.

This time, it passed by the little boy's house first.

A long time had passed, and the little boy had moved.

Little Rose had never seen him in the crowd that was chasing him in the past, and neither had he seen him now.

He may have liked me once, but he didn't have to like me for the rest of his life. He will also like other flowers.

Convincing herself, little Rose once again set out on the road back to the garden.

Little Rose came to the place where the little boy once had himself.

Now that place has been perfected and perfected, there are many flowers and plants.

They saw the little rose and waved excitedly: It's you! Merchant's Little Rose!

Merchant's little rose.

Little Rose took a step back.

I am the little rose, not the little rose of the merchant.

With this belief, the little rose ran away.

This time it came to the grass that once could not feed itself.

The grass brothers inside were still sleeping, and occasionally some of them did not sleep, and at this time they also smiled at it: It's you big sister!

Little Rose also smiled back, and without waiting for the other party to make a sound, Little Rose preemptively said:

I'm going home! I'm not here to grab nutrients from you!"

The grass brothers blushed cheekily: Actually... We wanted to keep you. .......

When she returned to the garden, little rose found that during the days when she was away, there were countless more roses in the garden.

When the first light of the morning came down, the little rose quietly returned

garden.

Although it is no longer unique at this time, it is no longer noticeable.

But --

Actually, I'm pretty.

Little Rose thought.

Why always seek to be unique?

There will always be people who appreciate me, and even if not, I still have myself.

I am, little rose.

4.

The garden is full of people again.

This time it was a youth.

He rubbed the branches of the little roses past.

Little Rose dozed off.

But at this time, the youth turned back and came one by one

I've been looking for you for a long time.

The youth was the little boy he was.

Likes never last long, but people who like you for a long time must not be because you are unique or how. You just need to be yourself, and the person who likes you for a long time will like you for a long time.

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