-Is it spring?- Dolla Doll said happily as she looked at the garden of flowers.- Not so long ago, the leaves on the trees had turned yellow, and then they had fallen. It was so empty and quiet. But what do I see now?
Dolla couldn't believe her eyes. The garden was filled with colors: yellow, white, orange splashes. New flowers grew here and there.
- Anna, we have to get to know each new flower," said Dolla to her friend.
The unicorn sitting by the window could not believe his ears at that moment and said with surprise:
- What a silly thing to talk to flowers! Everyone knows that a flower can't talk, it doesn't have a mouth!
Anna and Dolla laughed. After all, not so long ago she and the Unicorn traveled through dreams, and today he does not want to believe that you can talk to flowers. Dolla had to explain:
- Our dear friend, you are quite right in your doubts. The way we do, plants really don't talk.
But the fact is that just as different peoples have their own language, not every one of which is understandable to us, flowers have their own language too. For example, have you ever seen a tree swaying in the wind? That's how it sends signals to its friends. Not with words, but with gestures, swaying and various other signs, plants communicate with each other.
Dolla understood everything the flowers were saying and translated their conversations to Anna.
At last Anna, Dolla and the Unicorn went out into the garden, which was flooded with spring sunshine.
As they got closer to the flowers, Dolla suddenly realized that the large yellow daisies with striped petals were arguing fiercely with the small white roses.
- Hello, I am Dolla, and this is my friends Anna and Unicorn," Doll said to the daisies and roses.- You're so beautiful! Why are you fighting?
- Nice to meet you, - answered the first striped daisies.- We are African daisies. Our seeds were sown by a kind woman, and now until the first frost we will please everyone with our beauty.
Anna wanted to tell that this kind woman was her favorite grandmother, as suddenly intervened in the conversation.
- Oh, don't listen to them! Again these yellow stripes are pulling the blanket over themselves!- Interrupting Chamomile, said the proud Rose.- I am a bush rose, and delight everyone with its beauty will be me! It is known to everyone: the lion is the king in the world of animals, and the rose is the queen in the world of flowers. So be friends only with me, and you have no reason to be friends with them.
At this time, the yellow striped daisies began to turn red with anger. It seems that if they could, they would definitely throw their fists at the bush rose. Thankfully, the Daisies don't have fists.
- But we can be friends with everyone and enjoy the beauty of both daisies and yours, Rose, - said puppet Dolla Doll, - You are very different. Daisies have a yellow center and stripes on their leaves, reminding us of the sun! And you, Rosa, so refined, on the one hand gentle, and on the other hand prickly, so to speak, with its own character. That is why I want to look at you and recognize you endlessly for a long time.
Of course, the bush rose's royal status prevented her from showing everyone that she agreed with Dolla. But in the depths of her floral soul, Mrs. Rose understood everything. She argued with the daisies and other flowers, proving that she was the only one everyone should admire just because she was afraid. Suddenly her highness Rosa could not be loved as well as the other flowers, for she had such sharp thorns.
But from that moment on, the thought that every flower is especially beautiful and loved precisely because of its uniqueness, its dissimilarity to others, melted Rosa's floral heart.
From that day on there were fewer quarrels in the garden, and Dolla and Anna had new good friends.
- What a glorious acquaintance! What a wonderful start to the day, thought Dolla.- Something is missing. The sun is bright and the garden is filled with the colors of flowers. I want to be brighter today, too!
With these thoughts, Dolla went to her magic closet.
