Story of the Foreign Fairy Chapter 25

That was May. It is still cold when the wind blows; but the shrubs and big trees, the fields and grasslands, all say that spring has arrived. Flowers bloomed everywhere, right up to the hedge of shrubs. Spring is here to tell its story. It talks about a small apple tree. This tree has a bright green branch: it is covered with pink, delicate buds that are about to bloom at any time. 

It knows how beautiful it is. This innate knowledge is hidden deep in its leaves, as if flowing in its blood. So when a nobleman's carriage stopped on the road in front of it, it was not at all surprised when the young countess said that this soft branch was the most beautiful thing in the world, the most beautiful expression of spring. . Then the branch was broken off. She held it in her tender hands and shaded it from the sun with a silk parasol. They returned to their luxurious mansion. There are many tall halls and beautiful rooms here. White curtains fluttered in the wind on the open windows; beautiful flowers stood tall and graceful in transparent, glowing vases. One vase looked as if it had been carved from freshly fallen snow. The apple branch was inserted among several fresh beech branches inside. Just looking at it makes one feel happy.

The branch became proud; this is human nature.

All kinds of people passed through the room. They can show their appreciation based on who they are. Some people don't speak a word; some people speak too much. Apple Branch knows that among humans, as among plants, there are differences.

"Some things are there to look good; some things are there to be practical; but some things are completely useless," Apple Branch thought.