A bright morning with kids walking to school

drop of water in the river

She knew it would keep flowing, and she would continue to grow, learn, and create beautiful memories.

She stepped out of the magical boat with a new understanding, appreciating the river's beauty and lessons.

She stepped out of the boat with a new understanding, appreciating the river's beauty and lessons.

She stepped out of the boat with a new understanding, appreciating the river's beauty and lessons. From then on, whenever she felt unsure, Lily visited the riverbank, remembering the River of Time.

She stepped out of the boat with a new understanding, appreciating the river's beauty and lessons.

the little girl realized she couldn't control the river's flow but could choose how to navigate it.

Lily felt peaceful.

"Your choices shape your journey," the voice from the shimmering magical boat said. "Trust your heart, be kind, and always seek to learn. The river will guide you."

"Your choices shape your journey," the voice from the shimmering magical boat said.

"Your choices shape your journey," the voice said. "Trust your heart, be kind, and always seek to learn. The river will guide you." Lily felt peaceful. She realized she couldn't control the river's flow but could choose how to navigate it. She stepped out of the boat with a new understanding, appreciating the river's beauty and lessons.

"Your choices shape your journey," the voice said. "Trust your heart, be kind, and always seek to learn. The river will guide you."

As the boat sailed, Lily saw scenes from her past—her first steps, playing with friends, birthdays. "Can we go back to those moments?" she asked. "We cannot go back, but we can cherish those memories," the voice replied. The river widened and sparkled as they moved forward, showing glimpses of Lily's future—learning, helping others, growing up. "How do I know if I'm making the right choices?" she asked.

As the boat sailed, Lily saw scenes from her past—her first steps, playing with friends, birthdays. "Can we go back to those moments?" she asked. "We cannot go back, but we can cherish those memories," the voice replied.

As the boat sailed, Lily saw scenes from her past—her first steps, playing with friends, birthdays. "Can we go back to those moments?" she asked.

Time is like a river, always moving forward," the voice explained. "Every moment is like a drop of water in this river."

"Where are we going?" Lily asked shimmering, magical boat on the riverbank. A soft voice of the shimmering magical boat replied, "We are traveling on the River of Time, which flows through all the moments of your life." "The River of Time? What does that mean?" Lily wondered with the shimmering magical boat

"Where are we going?" Lily asked shimmering, magical boat on the riverbank. A soft voice of the shimmering magical boat replied, "We are traveling on the River of Time, which flows through all the moments of your life."

"Where are we going?" Lily asked shimmering, magical boat on the riverbank. A soft voice of the shimmering magical boat replied, "We are traveling on the River of Time, which flows through all the moments of your life."

"Where are we going?" Lily asked shimmering, magical boat on the riverbank.

One sunny afternoon, she discovered a shimmering, magical boat on the riverbank.Intrigued, she climbed in, and the boat glided on its own, glowing warmly.

One sunny afternoon, she discovered a shimmering, magical boat on the riverbank.

Once upon a time, a curious girl named Lily lived in a village between mountains and forests.

GENTLEMAN FARMER spotted a bad apple high up in the tree.

THE YOUNGFARMER spotted a bad apple high up in the tree.

THE FARMER spotted a bad apple high up in the tree.

THE FARMER spotted a bad apple high up in the tree.

A FARMER WALKING INTO HIS APPLE FARM

Sometimes, we become so focused on one problem that we forget to appreciate all the wonderful things we already have.

Sometimes, we become so focused on one problem that we forget to appreciate all the wonderful things we already have.

farmer using a catapult to pull out that one rotten apple from the tree

farmer uses a stick to pull out that one rotten apple from the tree

Realizing his mistake, the farmer understood the true lesson seeing the fallen good apples in the ground

Realizing his mistake, the farmer understood the true lesson.

However, apples lay rotting on the ground, forgotten and neglected.