It was a summer day. An old man was taking a walk down a hill cheerfully. He wiped the sweat （擦汗）from his face and started 1 a song.
Suddenly, he heard a voice. " Hello, sir. " The old man turned around, 2 he saw no one. “I'm here, " the voice came from beside his feet. The old man looked down and saw a beautiful flower.
"Sir, would you mind answering a question?," 3the flower. "Certainly not, my child. What do you want to know?" said the old man. The flower hesitated （犹豫）for a second and said, "Why are you so 4 ? You are not young and maybe you don't have 5 days left?' The flower went on, "My days 6 and I'm going to wither （枯萎）. That makes me so sad. "
The old man laughed, " Yes, I don't have many days left. But so what? 7 waste such a lovely day on something that hasn't happened?" The flower didn't 8 understand. The old man continued, "What's gone is gone. What's to come is to come. You can't change it. But you can decide to enjoy this very 9 that you truly have."
And he didn't 10the flower to respond （回应）. He just walked away, continuing with the happy song he had been singing.
