A daffodil flower has died. The flowers in the meadow asked for a few drops of water from the river to shed tears on it. “If all the water drops in me were tears, they would not be enough for the tears I would shed for the daffodil. I loved him very much,” said the river. “Who wouldn't love daffodils? It was so beautiful…” replied the flowers in the meadow. “Was it really beautiful?” When the river asked, “Who knows better than you? Every day he would bend over the shore and look at his own beauty in the water,” they said. The response of the river was as follows: “The reason I loved him was because when he bent down and looked at me, I saw the reflection of my water in his eyes…”
Oscar Wilde
