Many petals fell from the orchard after a stormy night. Petals were very angry and blamed the wind, saying, "Wind, wind, you have no fixed place to live and wander around by yourself. I just want to grow on a branch and I don't want to go anywhere. " You shouldn't have pushed me to the ground. "
The wind and the flower's mouth said to the wind, "to tell the truth, although I scraped your face gently and you fell down, it is no wonder that I am here." This is your own flowering period ... "
Petals said, "Don't pass the buck. The ancients said,' But now I remember that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded'. You blew down the fallen flowers and can't break the contract! "
The wind said, "However, the ancients also said that' a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend'. Moreover, falling flowers is not a bad thing for fruit trees, and I think it is worth celebrating! "
Petals are even more angry: "What? Are you happy that I fell? Do you still celebrate? You are gloating ... "
When they argued with each other, the branches shook slightly, and he totally agreed with the wind.
The branch said, "Yes, it is worth celebrating. I like to decorate with petals, but I prefer to hang fruit on branches. If there are no petals falling, how can we bear huge fruits? "
Yes, sometimes, local injuries are often a prelude to greater overall gains.