An old man lived in a nice house with a large garden.He took care of his1all the time.
One day a young man went by the 2. He looked at the beautiful flowers, imagining how happy he could be3he lived in such a beautiful place.Then, suddenly he found the old gardener was4. He was very surprised about this and asked,”You can't see flowers.Why are you busy taking care of them every day?”The old man smiled and said,“I can tell you four5. First, I was a gardener when I was young, and I really like this job. Second, although I can't see these flowers, I can touch them.Third, I can smell the sweetness of them.As to the last one, that's you.”
“Me? But you don't know me,”said the young man.
“Yeah, it's6that I don't know you.But I know that flowers are angels that everybody knows.We enjoy the happiness these flowers have brought us.”The blind man's work opened our eyes, and7our hearts, which also made his life8. It was just like Beethoven, who became deaf in his later life and wrote many great musical works. Beethoven himself couldn't9his wonderful music, but his music has10 millions of people to face their difficulties bravely. Isn't it one kind of happiness?
