獨家玫瑰花的傳說 The Legend of the Rose #《玫瑰花開的那一天》The Day the Roses Bloomed

🌹《玫瑰花開的那一天》
很久很久以前，
有一座高高的山。
山頂有一股清清亮亮的泉水，
像金子一樣閃閃發光。
大家都叫它——
✨「金泉」。
而這座山，
就叫做——
⛰️「水山」。
在水山腳下，
住著兩個孩子。
男孩叫劉郎，
每天背著柴刀上山砍柴。
女孩叫翠屏，
揹著藥簍去找草藥。
傍晚的時候，
他們總會一起走回村子。
他們都沒有爸爸媽媽，
可是他們從來不孤單。
因為——
他們會互相幫忙，
互相照顧。
慢慢地，
他們成為最好的朋友。
比水山還高的友情，
比金泉還長的陪伴。
有一天，
劉郎在東山砍柴。
他有點累了，
靠著柴堆睡著了。
忽然——
一陣香香的味道飄過來。
他醒來，
順著花香走啊走……
竟然看到一個從沒見過的花園。
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花園裡開滿了花。
風一吹，
整個世界都變香了。
在花園中央，
有一棵特別的花樹。
樹上只開著——
一朵紅紅的玫瑰。
劉郎看著玫瑰花，
心裡想：
「如果把它送給翠屏，
她一定會笑得很開心。」
於是他輕輕摘下玫瑰。
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突然——
兩個天兵出現了！
「大膽凡人！
怎麼可以摘仙花！」
他們把劉郎抓走了。
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翠屏找不到劉郎，
一路跑、一路喊。
「劉郎——
你在哪裡？」
天兵冷冷地說：
「除非——
整座水山的玫瑰都開花，
他才可以回來。」
說完，
天空打了一聲大雷。
翠屏倒在地上。
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當她醒來時，
山頂空空的。
劉郎不見了。
她哭了好久。
可是——
她沒有放棄。
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從那一天開始，
每天還沒天亮，
翠屏就去挑金泉水。
一擔又一擔，
澆在山上的玫瑰樹。
石頭磨破她的腳，
荊棘劃破她的衣服。
汗水和眼淚，
滴在山坡上。
一年、兩年、三年……
一直到——
第十個春天。
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那天早上，
她打開門。
整座水山——
變成了紅色的海。
玫瑰花全部開了！
翠屏開心得跑向山崖。
「劉郎——
玫瑰開花了！」
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天空再次閃光。
一個人影慢慢落下。
是劉郎！
他抱住翠屏。
看著她身上的傷痕，
眼淚一滴一滴落下。
落在玫瑰花上。
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從此以後，
水山每年春天，
都會開滿玫瑰。
人們說——
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玫瑰花代表
等待、努力，還有永遠不放棄的愛。

The Day the Roses Bloomed
Long, long ago,
there was a very tall mountain.
At the top of the mountain,
there was a clear and shining spring,
sparkling like gold.
Everyone called it—
✨ “Golden Spring.”
And this mountain
was called—
⛰️ “Water Mountain.”
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At the foot of Water Mountain,
lived two children.
The boy was named Liulang,
who carried his axe up the mountain every day to gather wood.
The girl was named Cuiping,
who carried her basket to collect herbs.
In the evening,
they always walked back to the village together.
They had no parents,
but they were never lonely.
Because—
they helped each other,
and took care of each other.
Slowly,
they became the best of friends.
A friendship higher than the mountain,
a companionship longer than the Golden Spring.
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One day,
Liulang was cutting wood on the eastern hill.
He felt a little tired
and fell asleep beside a pile of firewood.
Suddenly—
a sweet fragrance drifted through the air.
He woke up
and followed the scent…
Until he found
a garden he had never seen before.
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The garden was full of flowers.
When the wind blew,
the whole world smelled sweet.
In the center of the garden,
there stood a very special tree.
On the tree,
there was only—
one red rose.
Liulang looked at the rose and thought,
“If I give this to Cuiping,
she will smile so happily.”
So he gently picked the rose.
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Suddenly—
two heavenly guards appeared!
“How dare you, mortal!
You cannot pick a sacred flower!”
They seized Liulang
and took him away.
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Cuiping could not find Liulang.
She ran and called out,
“Liulang—
where are you?”
The guards said coldly,
“Unless—
every rose on Water Mountain blooms,
he cannot return.”
As soon as they finished speaking,
thunder roared across the sky.
Cuiping fell to the ground.
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When she woke up,
the mountaintop was empty.
Liulang was gone.
She cried for a long time.
But—
she did not give up.
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From that day on,
before dawn every morning,
Cuiping carried water from the Golden Spring.
Bucket after bucket,
she watered the rose trees on the mountain.
The stones wore her feet raw,
the thorns tore her clothes.
Her sweat and tears
fell onto the hillside.
One year, two years, three years…
until—
the tenth spring.
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That morning,
she opened the door.
The entire Water Mountain—
had turned into a sea of red.
All the roses had bloomed!
Cuiping ran toward the cliff,
shouting,
“Liulang—
the roses have bloomed!”
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The sky flashed once more.
A figure slowly descended.
It was Liulang!
He held Cuiping tightly,
and when he saw the wounds on her body,
tears fell from his eyes—
drop by drop,
onto the roses.
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From that day on,
every spring,
Water Mountain is covered with roses.
People say—
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Roses represent
waiting, effort,
and a love that never gives up.