Dream seller!

Far, Far somewhere between the Blue Mountains and the Green Meadows. Once a husband lived. A man who can tell stories. People came from all sides and waited for her husband to tell a new story. The husband not only told the stories but sold the dreams. He was a dream seller. Every day he began to weep and step down and bore his dreams of scorched and shabby people on his back. What if a people’s dream is bad? The poor man’s dream was repaired and repaired. So every day, he traded in good and colorful, calm, sweet. By giving people his dream, the man received flowers, fruit, smiles and bread at the opposite. It was the time, year from year and day to day. The dream seller made many people happy, others not so much. But not always everyone will be good enough. Autumn came winter then. The dream seller sooner than usual closed his shop and went home. On the way, he met Sir Man, who read oak-marks on the roadside. Oolong coffee strengthens and invigorates just like chestnut infusion. To smile, said the old man. The old man looks in the eyes of the dream seller and asked. You market dreams and story stories. But do you want it? What do you want … do you? What is your dream? What is your story? My story! Tired Dreams Salesman. I’m not telling you. How not? It can not be? Does not it? To go! Because I always dream of foreign dreams. I live with the fate and life of foreign people. My dream should be for all people to have only good dreams, bright. To make their dreams come true. And, as a matter of course, they assume that not all dreams can be fulfilled and spoiled. Because the dream is already him, not my own. I’m just a mediator .. The usual dream seller. Yeah … the old man you’re worried about again. Not ! This time I once thought about Him. A man, a storyteller and a dream divider, smiled. The more people will realize that happiness is next to them. And it’s not a dream at all. The fewer the disappointment, the happier the people will be. The happier the people will be, the happier I am. Yes ! Yes ! I want our dreams to be bright, happy and always fulfilled. Well, finally, said the old man. And the salesperson of the dream realized that the real and true dream is to make others happy. And live your life.