A man and the sunflowers.

There is a man who passes by my garden every day.

I always smile and he always smiles back.

Until finally one day he stopped and asked, "Are there any flowers you suggest for me?"

"Ah, Let me to take you around the garden first."

I asked, "What kind of flower do you want?"

"The prettiest flower in the garden."

I took him to see the flower.

His gaze immediately fixed admiring the beauty of dahlias.

"So you're going to take it?"

"Give me time to look at the other flowers."

His footsteps stopped in front of the withered sunflower.

He moved the flower under the sun.

He came every day to water it.

He brought it the best fertilizer in town.

Until finally the sunflower was fresh and blooming again.

But, the next day he did not come back to my garden.

I thought maybe he had a lot to do.

I kept waiting but he didn't come back.

Some time later he came back.

"You're definitely going to take your sunflowers, aren't you? Look, they're already blooming"

"My sunflower? Did you mean your sunflower? No, I'll get my dahlias."

"Didn't you take it outside and water it every day because you wanted to?"

"It's not what you think. I'm just sorry to see it. This is a flower garden, it should be beautiful. I just don't want to see your flower garden ruined because of those sunflowers."

"Then, why don't you take the dahlia from the start?"

"I was preparing a greenhouse at that time, I was afraid it would wilt or break so I let it thrive here."

And he took his dahlia then left.

Now, the sunflowers he had cared for were brown and fallen.

Time went on, the sunflower finally died.

This is hard for me but I need to get rid of that sunflower immediately, clean up the rest, and replace it with new seeds.