牡丹在开花,白色和粉红色。每一朵里面,像在芬芳的碗中,一群小小的甲虫在交谈,对于它们,花朵就像是家。妈妈站在牡丹花坛旁,拉过一朵花,展开它的花瓣,对牡丹的国土看了很久,那里短短的一瞬相当于整整一年。然后放开它。她所想到的大声对着孩子和他自己复述。风温柔地摇动着绿色的叶子在他们脸上投下了光的斑点。米沃什对于与自己同时存在的其他生命和事物一直怀着深深的理解和怜爱,对于大自然的一切,更是怀着与生俱 Peonies are blooming, white and pink. In each one, like in a fragrant bowl, a group of little beetles are talking, for them flowers are like home. Mom standing beside the peony flower bed, pulled a flower, expand its petals, peony country for a long time, where a short moment equivalent to a whole year. Then let go of it. She thought aloud to the child aloud with himself. The gentle rocking of the green leaves dropped the light spots on their faces. Milosh has always had deep understanding and affection for other life and things that co-exist with him,