A long time ago, in order to open up new streets, London dismantled many of the old buildings. However, the new road has not started for a long time, where the foundation of the old building is there, let the sun rain.
One day, a group of natural scientists came here, they found that in this over-year found, there was a wild flowery in these days because of the sunny rain in the spring. The strange thing is that there are some flowers and plants that have never seen in the UK. They usually only grow in the Mediterranean countries.
Most of these demolished buildings are built at the Romans along the Thames attacking the British, and the seeds of floral grass are taken here. They were pressed under heavy stone brick tiles, almost completely lost opportunities for survival over a year. But the accident is that once they see the sunshine, they immediately restore vitality, blooming a beautiful flowers.
The little seed is really amazing, and they are so weak but so tough, even for hundreds of years under heavy brick tiles, they still keep their own lives. Once the sun shines, once the rain is moist, they will rejuvenate. One seed, even if they were buried for hundreds of years, she still hosted the hope; then one person, when he is in trouble, what is it?
One year, a British expedition entered a certain area of the Sahara desert, trekking in the vast sand sea. In the sun, the sky is flying in the wind, the fried iron sand is generally, and the face of the expedition player. The thirst is like, the heart is in a hurry - there is nothing. At this time, the expedition captain took out a kettle and said, "There is also a pot of water, but no one can drink before the desert."
A pot of water, became the source of beliefs through the desert, became the resurrection of survival. The kettle is transmitted in the hands of the players, and the heavy feeling makes the players on the verge of the desperate face, but also reveals a firm look. Finally, the exploration team walked out of the desert and broke away from the hand of the dead. Everyone is very happy, with a trembling hand to support the spirit of the spirit of the spirit - slowly flowing out, but a full pot of sand!
Under the sun, in the desert, truly saved them, and where is the pot of sand? Their faith is like a seed, sprouting in their hearts, and finally leading the "desperate".
In fact, life has never really desperately desperate. No matter how hard it is, no matter how much suffering, as long as a person's heart is still a seed of a belief, then one day, he can go out of the predicament and let the life re-flow.
Life is like this, as long as the seed is still, hope is.
