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Dark morning. Riverwalk. A man kicks a bag. Rocks inside. Throws them in the water, one by one, just for fun.
Sun peeks up. Last rock in hand... a jewel, shining bright! Tears well up. Tossed away a treasure!
A wise man sees him. "Why the frown?"
The man explains, upset about losing all the jewels. The wise man smiles. "Lucky! Sun stopped you before the last one. Be happy with what you have."
Moral: Don't cry over spilled jewels. Be happy with the one you got.