I came out in the spring, grew up in the lab of summer, stopped travelling in autumn and slept in winter. Everyday, I was wet with early morning dew and was dried by sunshine. A refreshing wind blew a sweet scented smell of mine all over the field. Now, I am blooming on the whole wide field, appealing people and insect to touch. A cool breeze always came to greet and ok me to dance with him. While we were dancing, somebody approached craftily beside my soft petals then plucked up.
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