The desire of cactus ..

Have you ever thought that you are so faint in the eyes of people around or even heaven is too unfair to not give you a beautiful face even a little. So please read the story below with me to discover your mysterious beauty

There is a family of cacti in the desert, a cactus dragon and a tiny "little cactus". One day, for a splash of his own thorns under the glinting sun, stop the "small cactus".

- Welcome to the cactus!

- Good morning! Where are you going?

- We just blew through a steppe in the far north. There are many beautiful fragrant grass flowers. The gorgeous red roses, the delicate and innocent chrysanthemums like the little girls, the centuries old trees are as big as a fan. Come on, there are so many things I want to see!

Then the wind left behind the little cactus was pondering thought:

- I wish I had become as beautiful as the flowers. I am also a tree but looking at what I have is a succulent body and ugly thorns.

Then she was always sad and increasingly skinny to make cactus parents extremely anxious. Seeing the sun down, ask:

- This little cactus! Why are you so sad?

- She told her story to the Sun and asked:

- Grandpa, please help me get beauty like the other flowers, I do not like being ugly like this.

- But you will have to pay a very expensive price because I know it does not suit you in the desert.

But the cactus keeps on begging. So the Sun must agree. A bright light flashes and the cactus's body grows like a chrysanthemum. The thorns disappear, instead of the large, leafy leaves, and a red rose like a rose on the top. Little Cactus was happy to thank the Sun, waving his new branches.

From then on, she became the most brilliant creature in the desert, causing the winds to stop.

But then day after day the beautiful petals began to wilt, the yellow leaves spurting away, the small tree fell. Under the scorching sunlight, she felt thirsty. She realized that life was running low. With the last breath she whispers to the sun. The red-hot horn appeared:

- Now I've realized my mistake. Nature has given her a form that will enable her to survive and this is the price she must pay when it is created.

When the sun was over, it was the last time she had lost her last breath.

Actually little cactus is not as ugly as she thought, even she has her own beauty that no creature has. That is the persistence of the hot desert. The beauty that does not reveal that hidden deep within her.

What about us? That's the same. Maybe you are not beautiful or smart but people can love you by the way you live .... Never forget each of us is an original, not a copy of anyone.