La historia del chico y La flor. [EN-ES]
Hola a todos mis queridos amigos y amigas, creadores de contenido dentro de Hive les presento con entusiasmo esta pequeño cuento redactado por mí… Espero que les guste
Hello to all my dear friends, content creators within Hive, I present you with enthusiasm this little story written by me... I hope you like it.
Imagen de mi autoría tomada con mi celular.
Un día apareció un castillo en el medio del bosque y este fue a ver qué sucedía y un caballero en la puerta, con él, habló… Este caballero me dijo, que dentro del castillo existía la flor más hermosa de todas, que era perfecta y única y con una belleza sin igual, que sus ancestros la habían protegido y a su belleza de los ojos egoístas de todo el mundo…
El chico quería ver la flor y conocerla, y el caballero le dijo que no podía pasar, pues solo la muerte podría entrar todas las noches; la muerte entraba mientras él dormía para regar la flor y cosechar las semillas así al siguiente día nuevamente la flor renacería, que solo un idiota daría su vida para conocer esta hermosa flor y que si alguien entraba por buena Fe, jamás podría salir del castillo otra vez.
El chico decido le dijo conozco todas las flores del mundo y me niego a morir si no la conozco también a ella el caballero al ver su determinación abrió la puerta del castillo y lo deseo buen viaje al joven chico…
El chico subió cientos de escalones, parecía llegar al cielo aunque desde afuera el castillo era muy pequeño, pasaron varios días hasta que al final la encontró era una simple rosa la que había al final, de un impecable blanco era su color, se acercó lentamente a ella y algo dentro del cambio la rosa cambiaba sus colores con cada latido de su corazón este no quería tocarla, pues se sentía inseguro de su perfección y después de tener flores en sus manos no quería arruinar lo que consiguió, pasaron días y noche, ni agua ni comida consumió hasta que llegó la muerte y al verlo le pidió que tocará la flor.
Cuando lo hizo una espina lo pincho, el chico cayó en un sueño profundo y sorprendido despertó, su dedo le sangraba un poco y la risa de una niña con los cabellos pitando lo deslumbro; era una rosa fantástica y llena de color, la niña le dijo que no la asustara que mucho tiempo se durmió, ella no quería estar sola y él quería alguien a quien mirar con tanto amor…
You know once upon a time there was a perfectionist boy who loved flowers and hated them at the same time, he loved them, because each one reminded him of things from the past and he hated them, because when he held them in his hands he detailed them so much that he found tiny defects that he hated very much?
One day a castle appeared in the middle of the forest and he went to see what was happening and a knight at the door, with him, spoke... This knight told me, that inside the castle there was the most beautiful flower of all, that it was perfect and unique and with a beauty without equal, that his ancestors had protected it and its beauty from the selfish eyes of everybody...
The boy wanted to see the flower and know it, and the knight told him that he could not pass, because only death could enter every night; death entered while he slept to water the flower and harvest the seeds so that the next day the flower would be reborn again, that only an idiot would give his life to know this beautiful flower and that if someone entered for good faith, he could never leave the castle again.
The determined boy told her that I know all the flowers in the world and I refuse to die if I do not know her too. The knight, seeing her determination, opened the castle door and wished the young boy a good trip...
The boy climbed hundreds of steps, it seemed to reach the sky although from outside the castle was very small, several days passed until he finally found it was a simple rose that was at the end, of an impeccable white was its color, He approached it slowly and something inside him changed, the rose changed its colors with every beat of his heart, he did not want to touch it, because he felt insecure of its perfection and after having flowers in his hands he did not want to ruin what he had achieved, days and nights passed, neither water nor food was consumed until death arrived and when he saw it, he asked him to touch the flower.
When he did so, a thorn pricked him, the boy fell into a deep sleep and awoke surprised, his finger was bleeding a little and the laughter of a girl with whistling hair dazzled him; it was a fantastic rose and full of color, the girl told him not to scare her that long time he fell asleep, she did not want to be alone and he wanted someone to look at with so much love...
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