“你们是甚么花？”小王子诧异地问。
"We are roses," the roses said.
"Good morning," said the roses.
“你们好。”小王子说。
But it happened that after walking for a long time through sand, and rocks, and snow, the little prince at last came upon a road. And all roads lead to the abodes of men.
"Who are you" he demanded, thunderstruck.
The little prince gazed at them. They all looked like his flower.
因而，他趴在草丛中抽泣起来。
他正站在一个花圃前面，内里玫瑰盛开。