Waiting for a miracle. New hopes. Here is my new tale. In the early summer morning, young dandelions woke up in a meadow. They opened their yellow buds with the rays of the morning sun. Dewdrops sparkled on their green leaves. - What a wonderful day! - said one of the dandelions, stretching after a long sleep. His neighbor said, puzzled: - Look how the meadow has changed! Yesterday it looked like a yellow carpet, and today new flowers appeared on it. They doesn't look like us at all. Their heads are round, white, fluffy and light, like balloons. An unusual flower that grew nearby laughed: - Look carefully at my leaves. They are the same shape as yours. Don't you recognize me at all? - This is our senior friend! - exclaimed one of the yellow dandelions. “What happened to you?” Why did you become gray-haired, like an old man? - All living creatures in this world are growing and changing. And one day you will wake up completely different too. You will not be the same as before. “And will you always be so airy?” - No, a little time will pass, the wind will blow and my seeds - parachutes will fly away anywhere. Some will fall to the ground, not far from where I was born. Others will take a long journey. Perhaps the wind will take them to far lands and there they will begin to grow. Their bright yellow flowers will decorate the earth, remind people of the sun and treat their desease. And from me there will be only a stalk and leaves. - How interesting is our life! - Dandelions were delighted at the new discovery. - So, we live for a reason in this world! “Yes,” the fluffy dandelion answered, “it's important not to be ripped off by the someone who thoughtlessly picks flowers, throwing them on a dusty road.” That evening, bright yellow flowers, looking as a little sun, went to bed waiting for miracle. Now they have known that they was born from a small seed, looked like a parachute, and an amazing transformation will happen with them.