In the garden. There lived a butterfly. The butterfly's home lives on a flower

Butterflies like flowers. It's because of the beauty of flowers. It's also because flowers can give him strength.

So there is always a beautiful butterfly parked on the beautiful flowers,

Because flowers are the home of butterflies.

One day the butterfly was tired. Tired.

He saw a more beautiful flower in the valley in the distance.

The butterfly is tempted.

He left the flower that had been accompanying him,

to find another flower alone.

But when the butterfly comes to the valley. He found out.

It turned out to be that flower. Live on a high cliff.

Butterfly worked hard for a long time. None of them flew up.

A long, long time later. The butterfly gave up.

Because he understood. this flower. He could never stop.

He is back. He was back in a place he once knew.

But. But he saw a picture that he once had.

A butterfly sits on a flower. Relying on each other.

The butterfly left sadly. He understands. She no longer has the flower.

He paid a heavy price for his betrayal.

But it was too late.

Butterfly is suffering every day.

Because I don’t cherish it. Immature.

It created the bitter fruit of today. He understood the sadness of not knowing how to cherish.

But. Can he turn back? He could only leave sadly

Butterfly walked a long way alone.

He is tired. He met a bee. The bees are working hard on their new home.

Bees are so small. But he wanted to build a home that was many times bigger than his own.

But the bee did not give up. Because he can't give up. He needs a home now.

The bee tells the butterfly. Whatever you do, you must persist to the end.

Don’t give up easily.

You have lost before. But now you know how to cherish it.

As long as there is hope. Just can't give up. Giving up is an act of cowardice.

I understand your heartache.

But think about it carefully. What you lose is a reliance.

Perhaps you can find a better support many years later.

And you also learned a lot. Learned to cherish.

In contrast. Your loss is worth it.

Another ending.

The butterfly did not give up. She flew in the direction of the flowers.

She must persist. She wants to return to the flower.

Although he has nothing left.

But he knows how to cherish it. This is his greatest strength.

Which one will you choose?

I will choose the second one

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