: Hunger and hardship enhanced the beauty and aroma of a flower grown in a barren wasteland. The wasteland was fertilized, the children of the flower grew on it, but the flower that grew among the stones turned out to be the most beautiful again.

There was a small flower in the world. He grew on dry clay wasteland, among old, gray stones. His life began with a seed that was brought to the wasteland by the wind. At night, the flower collected dew on its leaves to get drunk, and during the day he caught pieces of land brought by the wind - it was his food. It was difficult to flower, but he wanted to live and overcame patience "his pain from hunger and fatigue."

In summer, the flower blossomed in the yellow corolla of fragrant petals and became like a star. Once a girl Dasha passed by a wasteland. She lived in a pioneer camp and carried a letter to her mother in the mail, which she really missed. She heard the scent of a flower, and the girl thought that he also misses her mother, but instead of tears, she exudes fragrance. Dasha examined the wasteland and realized how hard it is for a flower. The next day, she brought to the wasteland pioneers who fertilized the earth.

A year later, Dasha came to the wasteland and saw that he had turned into a flowering meadow, strewn with flowers - the children of the first flower. New flowers, also beautiful and fragrant, were slightly worse than the unknown flower, and Dasha became sad.And then she saw a flower growing “from the middle of shy stones”. He was more beautiful and stronger than his father, since he had grown in stone. "It seemed to Dasha that the flower was reaching for her, that he was calling her to himself in the silent voice of his fragrance."