A Walk with Grandpa
[Young Sprouts Version]
Lee Juwan and Lee Rowoon loved summer.
On hot days, nothing seemed better than an ice-cold drink filled with ice cubes.
One sunny afternoon, they went to a park with Grandpa.
Each boy carried a cold drink and hurried along the path.
“Slow down,” Grandpa called with a smile.
But the boys were already racing ahead.
Then Grandpa stopped beside a flower bed.
“Juwan-ah, Rowoon-ah, come here for a moment.”
The boys walked back.
“Take a smell of these flowers.”
Lee Juwan shrugged.
Lee Rowoon looked curious.
Still, both leaned closer.
A gentle scent drifted through the air.
It was not exciting like a cold drink.
It was not loud or surprising.
But somehow it made them stop and stay for a moment.
“That smells nice,” said Lee Rowoon.
Grandpa smiled.
“The scent of flowers is like a guest who arrives slowly.”
The boys were not quite sure what Grandpa meant.
Soon they continued their walk.
By the time they reached home, both drinks were gone.
The cups were empty.
That night, Lee Juwan lay in bed thinking about the day.
The cold drink was long gone.
He could hardly remember its taste.
But he remembered the flowers.
And somehow, he remembered Grandpa even more.
Lee Rowoon felt the same.
He could still see Grandpa smiling beside the flower path.
He could still hear Grandpa’s gentle voice.
“The scent of flowers is like a guest who arrives slowly.”
Outside, the stars were shining quietly in the summer sky.
The boys smiled.
Neither of them said anything.
But both hoped they could visit the park with Grandpa again.
And somehow, that thought made them happy.
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📌(2026.06.18 10:10) Grandpa and the Scent of Flowers Namjeon (Lee Young) organized with AI Chen: “The scent of flowers is like a guest who arrives slowly.” 950 words
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“Some things disappear quickly, but a happy day with someone we love can stay in our hearts for a very long time.”