The cactus does not need to be held in the palm of others' hands, it has its own splendor

The cactus in the desert remains unmoved even if it experiences severe cold, heat, snow, rain, and frost. It uses its thorns to proclaim its strength and uncompromisingness to the world.

The delicate rose joked: "Are you tired from living, standing upright and being tortured every day... Why not find a sheltered harbor, bend down, remove the thorns, and let yourself take a breather?" ”

“But in that case, it wouldn’t be me. Unlike you, I can’t withstand the wind and rain. I must always show your beauty to humans to seek shelter. I am who I am, no matter what. I can survive any environment." Cactus raised her head and said proudly.

The rose said unconvinced: "What's wrong with having someone take care of me? At least it proves my beauty. At least my little prince - he is willing to be my friend, protect me and keep me from the wind." The blowing rain makes me as beautiful as ever."

Cactus replied: "Yes, you are right. You are right. But how do you know whether it is because of your beauty or because of you?" "You" are not others, so I am good to you? If one day, the little prince leaves you, goes to other places, meets other people, and he turns to be good to others, how should you deal with yourself? Is your greenhouse still there? Who will support you?"

Rose was a little anxious: "This...this...this, he just likes me anyway, and that's enough for him to like me. The little prince said, we are the best. My friend, he will never leave me alone, and he will never leave me alone! Look at you, you are covered with thorns and can’t bloom, how ugly is the cactus?”

Wisely, he raised the corners of his lips: "I am green all over, but who said green is ugly? There will always be people who see my beauty. I can't be a flower, but I can bear all the blows alone, and in the free air Smiling towards the sun. I am full of thorns and cannot be held in people's hands, just to not reveal my weakness to others easily.

I have always been strong, so why do I need others to be superficial and insincere. Only people who understand me can understand me. It is always hard to find a good friend. I am lucky to find one or two. If you really don’t have me, you don’t have to force it too hard.”

The rose can’t convince the cactus. Just sleep in the greenhouse that the little prince created for himself, and never chat with the cactus...

The cactus is not angry either, and keeps extending its roots to the earth, absorbing nutrients, enriching itself, and moving towards heights.

The little prince was used to seeing the scenery around him and wanted to explore the unknown world...

One day, the little prince left the rose alone in the greenhouse and went to other places. The planet... once it leaves, there is no news and never comes back.

The roses stayed in the greenhouse, unnoticed. When it was hot, no one opened the window for it to breathe, and when it was cold, no one put a glass cover on it to keep it warm, and no one watered it. She waited day by day, lost day by day, disappointed day by day, and despaired day by day. , becoming sluggish, dry, and withering day by day...

The little prince on earth seems to have never thought of roses. He is confused for himself, and there is no place for roses in his heart.

It seems a bit ridiculous that Rose believed in the little prince so confidently at the beginning, but this may not be the little prince's fault...

He just doesn't understand yet. Before the fox, his ambition was not here. He did not know that he should be responsible for the things he had tamed and that he should be responsible for his roses.

It is also Rose who has not figured out why others should be responsible for your own life. Everyone is busy running around trying to live a good life. Who will put you before himself, for you? Regardless?

The cactus looked at the wilting appearance of the rose and said angrily: "Now you know, how can you rely on others? We are not in this world to live for anyone. We should always be loyal to Be yourself, be yourself.

I don't need others to hold me in my hands, so that I can achieve my own excellence. At that time, the person who discovers my beauty will also be able to see his light. We appreciate each other, are not tied to each other, and walk together hand in hand. Only when you go on can you truly love each other..."

"Love is to become oneself first, and then to complete each other. " Rose chewed this sentence carefully in a shallow, almost inaudible voice, "Yes, I have never been able to be myself. My beauty has always existed because of him. I have been too dependent on him, and I have never been able to be myself. I thought he wouldn't be here. When he left me, I realized that I had never had my place in the world, and I had never lived for myself. ”

Although the cactus hates the fact that iron cannot become steel, it can’t do anything about it! Everything has to be overcome by itself, and it can’t help the rose... because it is also struggling and suffering in the whirlpool of life. Feeling, feeling happy, feeling confused, feeling sad...

What do you think about this?