One morning a small boy squatted motionless on the grass in the garden for a long time.
His mother felt so odd that she walked close to see what had happened. The boy, in earnest, squatted in front of a blade of grass, on which a round dew in the sun gave a colorful light, exceedingly beautiful. The small boy extended his hands under the grass silently as he appreciated the dew.
Seeing his mother walking over to him, the boy said with a slight sadness, “Mother, the dew’s dying.”
The mother said to her son with a smile, “Even if you put your hands under the grass, you cannot stop the dew disappear from this world.”
一天早上，一個小男孩蹲在花園的草地上，久久不動。
母親覺得蹊蹺，便湊上前看個究竟。只見男孩非常認真地蹲在一莖草葉面前。草葉上，一顆圓圓的露珠，在太陽的照射下，正幻出七彩的光芒，格外美麗。小男孩一邊欣賞著這滴露珠，一邊把雙手攤開，靜候在草葉下。
看到媽媽走過來，男孩略帶憂傷的說：“媽媽，露珠快要死了。”
母親微笑著對兒子說：“你就是把雙手放在草葉下面，還是阻止不了露珠在這個世界上消失的命運啊。”
