谁能帮我把这个小故事翻译一下

long long ago, there was an empty cup, who was so loneliness. one day, someone poured some water in the cup, which made her feel so hot. the cup thought this was the feeling of being in love. with time went on, the water became warmer, which made the cup felt very comfortable. she though this was the feeling of life. after a long time, the water became cold, the cup started to worry that one day she might lose it. one day, the water became completely cold, the cup was very sad and wanted to pour the water out. when the water finally was poured out, the cup felt happy but she fell onto the ground and broke into pieces. then the cup found that there were many drops on every piece, when suddenly she understood she still loved the water. so she wanted to fall in love with the water totally. but it was impossible. how can we understand to value something only when we lose it, and konw we are in happiness when it becomes the past.