The snail and the rose
The snail and the rose It is a huge and beautiful garden. How many flowers are there as if there is no number of them. Somewhere there are bunches of rosy gandha, somewhere a bush of chrysanthemum, somewhere else a bush of hasnuhena. There is no record of how many flowers bloom in that garden. Among all the beautiful spring flowers in the garden, the rose tree looked the most beautiful, in which all the red roses bloomed. All year long, such beautiful roses bloom in it that anyone who sees them stares in amazement. And right under this rose tree there is a big snail in a hole. Dry its thick shell - inside that shell is its squishy body. One morning the cotton snail crawled out of its shell to yawn. Rose called the tree and said - What are you doing? There is nothing to do, so you are hurrying to bloom? If you want to do good work - learn to work slowly like me! Can you ever do as great a work as I have done on earth? The rose tree bowed its head and honored the snail. Gulag said - that...