the Nightingale and the Rose

Once upon a time there was a kind nightingale. She sang for love and lovers every day. A student who loved the professor's daughter was crying under the tree. He wanted to dance with the girl, but the girl refused because he didn't have a red rose. The nightingale wanted to help him. But there were no roses in the garden. The night before the ball,the nightingale used her own blood and beautiful voice to color a rose, it was the reddest rose in the world. And then she died.

I was deeply moved by the nightingale. But the ending of the story was very sad.

The student gave the girl the red rose, but the girl said she had just played a joke on him and would never dance with him. The red rose was so cheap. Another rich man had given her jewels. Then, a car passed and the wheels crushed the flower.

Sometimes, lovers are blind. Love is painful and hurtful, it is made of tears and pain. Everyone will be hurt by love. But the saddest thing is that the student wouldn't believe in love any more. Everybody likes life. Somebody says love is more precious than life, but I don't think so. Sometimes love will be stupid and blind, but life won't hurt anybody. Everybody likes life. Everybody likes to rush to look at the flowers and to smell them. But if you're dead, you won't be able to do that.

Committng suicide for love is extremely stupid. and life is the most precious song in the world

2019-12-11

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