The valley was filled with flowers, and every time the wind blew through, petals went sailing off into the dis…
The valley was filled with flowers, and every time the wind blew through, petals went sailing off into the distance.
The child would look up and think:
"If only I could go with them. If only I could move like the wind. Then I could pass the mountains, cross the clouds, and reach every far-off place."
And later, that child really did travel far.
But looking back, what they missed most was that distant place they used to dream about.