One morning a small boy squatted motionless on the grass in the garden for a long time.
His mother felt so odd that she walked close to see what had happened. The boy, in earnest, squatted in front of a blade of grass, on which a round dew in the sun gave a colorful light, exceedingly beautiful. The small boy extended his hands under the grass silently as he appreciated the dew.
Seeing his mother walking over to him, the boy said with a slight sadness, “Mother, the dew’s dying.”
The mother said to her son with a smile, “Even if you put your hands under the grass, you cannot stop the dew disappear from this world.”
The boy said, “Mother, I’m only thinking not to throw it in pain when it falls.”
翻譯：
一天早上，一個小男孩蹲在花園的草地上，久久不動。
母親覺得蹊蹺，便湊上前看個究竟。只見男孩非常認真地蹲在一莖草葉面前。草葉上，一顆圓圓的露珠，在太陽的.照射下，正幻出七彩的光芒，格外美麗。小男孩一邊欣賞着這滴露珠，一邊把雙手攤開，靜候在草葉下。
看到媽媽走過來，男孩略帶憂傷的說：“媽媽，露珠快要死了。”
母親微笑着對兒子說：“你就是把雙手放在草葉下面，還是阻止不了露珠在這個世界上消失的命運啊。”
男孩說：“媽媽，我只是想，它落下來時，別摔疼了它。”
