A Nice flower picture

A Nice flower picture .....

</**A Nice Flower – A Short Story** Once upon a time, in a quiet village nestled between green hills and a sparkling stream, there bloomed a very special flower. It wasn’t the biggest or the brightest, but everyone called it “the Nice Flower.” Unlike other flowers, this one had a gentle glow at night and a soft scent that made anyone nearby feel calm and happy. It grew beside the path where children walked to school and old villagers came to sit on the bench nearby and share stories. One day, a small girl named Anya sat beside the flower and whispered, “Why are you so kind, little flower?” To her surprise, the flower shimmered and replied, in the faintest voice only kind hearts could hear, “Because the world is already full of thorns. I choose to be soft.” Word spread that the Flower could speak, but only to those with gentle souls. People began visiting, not to pluck or pick, but to listen and be kind. Slowly, the whole village changed. People smiled more. They helped each other more. They listened more. And all the while, the Nice Flower just stood there—quiet, glowing, and smiling in the breeze. From that day on, everyone knew: kindness, even as small as a flower, can change the world. --- Would you like a version with illustrations, or adapted for kids or teens?