*Dragon and a little Princess* - Why do you never become discouraged? - Asked the princess. They sat there almost all day. The sun warms up solicitously every flower, every twig on the tree. Dragon leaning on a tree enjoying cool of the shade and little princess dancing under his banjo. - Quite simply, on Sundays I eat one optimist. - Dragon sang. - Liar - Princess smiled - I know you do not eat people. - Very it. Only optimists lately dragons did not come across. - And what about me? - Princess fell on the grass and inhaled the sweet scent of lavender. - Why didn't you eat me? - Well ... - Dragon pondered - maybe I would be sad. - From what? - Princess laughed loudly and looked at the dragon. - I would be nobody to sing my songs. - The dragon touched a string and she sang subtly. - And who would then petted me on the head when I'm sad. - In the world so many princesses! You would fly to distant lands and found a new one. - Little Princess yawned sleepily, and closed her eyes. The sun warmed the earth getting hotter and the grass seemed soft blanket. - Why seek when I have my princess? - Dragon asked in bewilderment. But the little princess did not hear it. She sweetly nozzles among the daisies, buttercups and cornflowers. A heavenly bells played along with the dragon gentle melody of summer.