Snowflake's Worry （雪花的忧虑）

A small cute and feathery snowflake silently floated up into the air, shined under the sun with her unpretentious, beautiful elegance. She happily frolicked with other hundreds of thousands of flakes and had no worries at all. She tried her best to help those who had asked her in her own way. She thought she was a little treasure to her family, her friends, and many others she met. Until one day, she heard a trivial talk between a raindrop and an ice-cube, like a storm in a teacup.

“I am very proud of myself! I have the size that is enough to water and save a plant. I can make notable sounds onto a window, plinking…dripping…splashing. Everyone would pay attention to me. I am also a major source to form a huge Rain Drop Fountain Park to make children a lot of fun in a hot summer day”, said the big graceful and specially featured raindrop arrogantly to the ice cube. “In terms of making contributions to the living things on the earth, I will be on the top of the list, far more than a small snowflake's”, the raindrop continued after a short pause.

“I agree with ya,” the tough, beautiful, and crystal-like ice-cube excitingly replied. “Like you, I have various attractive characteristics. I am very pleased being popular on dinner tables, in camping coolers, inside freezers...... I can also help relieve pain, swell, and uncomfortable feelings. Most importantly, I can make magnificent ice-engravings in winter parks. Everyone who’d gotten to see them will appreciate the contribution I am able to make,” claimed the very self-satisfied ice-cube.  “The small snowflake has no way to compare to us, especially the significant benefits we often bring about”, added the ice-cube.

The samll snowflake’s heart began to beat faster at the moment the tough ice-cube concluded the talk. She suddenly felt a bit lost and couldn't fly freely, lovely anymore. She quietly landed on a golden-brown leave and soon fell into a deep thought about herself. “Is that true?” she started to ask herself. “I am not as good as the raindrop or ice-cube, am I?” she talked to herself.  “I had tried all my best to be useful for anyone who asked, including those whom I don't know, although I am small, soft, quiet, and shy. I am caring and considerate, and always put others’ need before my own,” she muttered more comfortably. "In fact, I could water, cool, and form all kinds of different things as well in a my own way," the small snowflake finally spoke out. 

Should the small snowflake really need to worry about what the raindrop and ice-cube had just said about her?