In the end of the forest, with a thin trees met a group of burning flame. At first, he is afraid of desperately, far behind her, secretly watching her, lest her close to yourself. He knew, that way, he will smoke, he can do. But, quietly looking at fire seems to have become a habit. Slowly, the trees found that is so lovely flame, her red red like the red skirt bride, head still bouncing golden light, as if glaring crown. See trees, the wind is always what tickling to flame, and he often gentleness of petting flame little head. Trees can see, the flame is not like him, because every time the flame was angered the wind to show your teeth, appearance is very terrible. Each by that time, your heart there is a dead trees an impulse, he especially want to rush to between them, drive away the hate wind, warning him never to provoke the flame. But. Rational tell he could not, because of the thin trees are not wind opponent.
Days passed, and trees found on the surface of the flame pop, but the look in the eyes of the floating such grief, he is very curious that why is it. The important thing is, trees can't refrain from inner feelings, he is so want to approach her, tried to comfort her, to tell her never to sad.
This day, the trees finally summon up courage, came to flame side.
"Hello!" He open way.
"Well?" The flame winked red big eyes asked, "who are you?"
Feel the warmth of the unprecedented trees, her warm breath straight on his face. In fact, in the heart very clear trees, the warm is incomparable dangerous.
"I call trees," he would answer, "I recently saw you some not happy, so I think perhaps I can comfort comfort you."
"You're dead trees? Is this real?" The joy of heart to mask, flame exciting asked.
"That's right, I'm dead trees. How?" Trees of doubt and looked at her, and his heart don't understand: flame why so happy.
"Ha ha," a flame bell like laughter, "know? These days I have been in such a person, you see there's small wild flowers faded, but he also didn't appear, I'm really very sorry." Her anger at trees, "but, now good, because I find him." The flame transform expression, the mischievous twinkle said.
"What do you mean? I don't understand." Trees are still don't understand, the leng leng asked.
"Ah, if it really was stick, and" fire light of smile, tone slightly appearing anger meaning, but difficult to mask the feeling of joy, "I'm is you!" The flame said, was shy and red cheek because more red.
"Wait for me?" Trees was shocked, but in the heart is warm, has a sweet feeling slowly rising. Yes, it for so long in silence like lively and lovely flame, the original has been waiting for her. They are what has wonderful fate!
"Tell me, what's this all about?" Look eagerly looking at trees flame, anxiously asked. Because, this all, all so don't true, so incredible!
"Well, that's it." As the flame, "you don't see me on the surface seemed very happy appearance, actually, I'm not happy. I don't like myself, and I don't like to always burning bright, total also stop to do not come down, which also can't place, I want to settle down, calm days. But I can't, I don't know what to do. Until one day, I encountered a wise man, I put my misery tell him. He asked me to go to the end of the forest, a call of dead trees. He said people, if I can find him, and he can love me, promised to with me. So, I can settle down, I want, calm days."
The flame passionate said, trees and even can see her eyes evaporated quickly tears, his heart in that moment, as if broken generally, that painful.
"Will you love me?" The flame is said voice SOB, tone appearing a weak and supplication.
"I have been in love you," without any hesitation, trees answered, "I always love you, love you, but not in silence courage close to you. I look at you happy, sad, you look at your every mood affects me. You happy, I am happy; you sad, I sad. I've been behind you, watching you, love you." Trees deep feeling of isolation, even if his heart was very clear that they together, will be a destruction. But what of it? If, that is her to stability and, so, he would like to stay with her smoke, the end of time, this WuHuiWuYuan life.
"Come, let me give you a hug," trees skinny arms open, full of tears, deep the feeling of looking at the flames.
"I didn't choose the wrong person, more not love the wrong person." Fire also deep feeling of looking at trees, the footstep of the firm to his arms.
Embrace of happiness, interweaving tore heart crack lung of burning pain, "I'm sorry, I don't have to tell you, maybe we all die, you blame me?" Brimming with great pain, trees voice trembled the said.
"Fool, so you would have know. I should say I'm sorry I am I too and capricious, is I let you hurt, is I hurt you. Now you are painful, isn't it?" The flame cried, canthus tears quickly transpiration, in the sun the shiny light. "Why not refuse to me, why?" The flame some hysterical roar a way.
