A beautiful story ... to read when you do not have the morale !

There was one day a king who had planted all kinds of trees and plants near his castle; his garden was of great beauty. Every day he was walking there: it was for him a joy and a relaxation.
One day he had to go on a trip. When he returned, he hurried to walk in the garden. He was surprised to find that the plants and trees were drying out.
He spoke to the pine, once majestic and full of life, and asked him what had happened. The pine answered him: "I looked at the apple tree and I told myself that I will never produce the good fruits that it carries, I became discouraged and began to dry."

The king went to find the apple tree: he too was drying up ... He questioned him he said: "Looking at the rose and feeling its scent, I thought that I would never be so beautiful and pleasant and I started to dry. "
As the rose itself was withering, he went to talk to her and she said: "How sad it is that I am not old enough to have the maple tree there and that my leaves In these conditions, what's the point of living and making flowers? "So I began to dry out."
Continuing his exploration, the king saw a beautiful little flower. She was blooming. He asked her how it was that she was so alive. She answered him: "I almost dried myself up, because at first I was in pain, I would never have the majesty of the pine, which keeps its greenery all year round, nor the refinement and the perfume of the rose. I started to die but I thought and said to myself, "If the king, who is rich, powerful and wise, and who organized this garden, wanted something else in my place, he would have planted. If so, he planted me because he wanted me, as I am. "And from that moment, I decided to be as beautiful as possible!"