Алхимик вернулся в комнату и долго

Алхимик вернулся в комнату и долго гадал, как и откуда был ему прислан подарок. Он был очень малообщительным человеком, у него почти не было друзей. И вазы специальной у него нет и он нашел какую-то древнюю банку. Он поставил цветы на подоконник, а сам сел рядышком. А цветы были действительно прекрасны. Алхимик невольно залюбовался цветами. Алхимик просидел весь день и весь вечер у цветов и не заметил, как уснул.
Утром розы потускнели. Алхимик поспешил к своим растворам, но остановился... Весь день он был около роз. Менял воду, опрыскивал их лепестки и даже пел им песни... И розы ожили. Особенно прекрасны они были вечером, на закате — они словно вспыхнули и ярком пламени своего медленного танца... Жизнь вернулась. А на следующее утро Алхимик заметил, что розы немного подросли...
Прошла неделя, другая, прошел год... Алхимик все так же бережно ухаживал за цветами, и они отвечали ему какими-то новыми оттенками своих красок.За год букет превратился в пышный розовый куст, который занимал теперь весь подоконник. Но самое странное произошло с самим Алхимиком. Он стал приветливее, все чаще его лицо озарялось улыбкой, а запавшие было морщинки совсем исчезли. Он нашел свой эликсир.

Результаты (английский) 1:

Alchemist returned to the room and long wondered how and from where was it sent a gift. He was a very maloobŝitel′nym person, he has almost no friends. And he has no special vase and he found some ancient Bank. He put flowers on the windowsill and sat side by side. And the flowers were really beautiful. Alchemists unwittingly zalûbovalsâ flowers. Alchemist sitting all day and all evening colors and have not noticed how asleep.In the morning the Rose has faded. Alchemist hurried to their solutions, but stopped ... All day it was about roses. Changed the water, opryskival their petals and even sang them songs. And rose came alive. Especially in the evening, they were beautiful at sunset — if they broke out and a bright flame of its slow dance ... Life has returned. The next morning the Alchemist noticed that rose a bit grown up. Last week, another year has passed ... Alchemist still carefully nursed the flowers, and they answered him, some new shades of its paints. Per year bouquet turned into lush Rosebush, who was now the whole windowsill. But the strangest thing happened with the Alchemist. He became more friendly, more often his face was lit by a smile, and sunken was wrinkles disappeared completely. He found its Elixir.

Результаты (английский) 2:

Alchemist returned to the room for a long time wondered how and where it was sent a gift. He was very unsociable man, he had almost no friends. And a special vase he does not and he found some ancient jar. He put the flowers on the windowsill, and sat side by side. And the flowers were really beautiful. Alchemist involuntarily admiring flowers. Alchemist spent all day and all night and the flowers have not noticed, I fell asleep.
In the morning faded rose. Alchemist hurried to their solutions, but stopped ... The whole day was about roses. Change the water, he sprinkled their petals, and even sang their songs ... and the rose alive. Especially beautiful it was in the evening, at sunset - they seem bright flame flashed and his slow dance ... Life returned. The next morning the Alchemist saw that rose a little grown up ...
A week passed, another year has passed ... Alchemist still takes care of flowers, and they answered him with some new shades of their krasok.Za year turned into a bouquet lush rose bush, which is now occupied all the windowsill. But the strangest thing happened with the Alchemist himself. He became friendlier, more and more of his face shone with a smile, and was sunken wrinkles disappear altogether. He found his elixir.