One day, a child was walking on the road and found a shiny stone. He took the stone home and put it in a treasure chest. Years passed, the child grew up and always carried that stone with him. Over time, he realized that that stone was a real treasure: Because that stone became a souvenir in which the child kept his dreams and hopes.

Moral of the story: The real treasure is not material values, but the memories and hopes that make us happy.