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Dove and white rose
Tuesday, 2 March 2010, 18:20

A short story about a dove and a white rose :)

One cool winter, the dove was flying around the sky when he saw the most beautiful white rose he had ever seen.
So he approached and flew closer to the white rose with a willing to take her as a part of his life~


Dove : "Gorgeous white rose.... "

White Rose : "You also, a brawny bird.."

Dove : "White rose .. Will you be my life partner? ~ "

White rose : "I'm sorry, dove.. I can't "

Dove : "Why?? Am I imperfect for you? what should I do for us to be together? "

White rose : "Only with a requirement, that is 'you should change me to a Red Rose' and I will love you .."



The dove then left and suddenly he remembered something that can change the white rose to a red rose.
Without a doubt, he flew back in search of the white rose~


Dove : " I will change you to a Red Rose, so that You will love me.. "



The white rose doesn't believe a word..
Slowly, the dove cut off his wings and shed his blood on to every petal of the white rose.
A while after that, the white rose became a dazzling red rose.


The white rose now loves the dove.
But everything was too late because of all the blood he shedded, the dove can no more survive.
He had sacrificed his blood only to make the white rose became what she wanted.

The rose regretted everything she had said to the dove.















To every reader :

When someone loves you, appreciate that love although you never meant to be with him/her.
Don't wait until you let her/him go and regret it in the end.



inzzD_Lin (。◕‿◕。)