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　I was a little bird.　 I was in my nest.　 I got up.　 I flew out.　 The sky was blue, the clouds were flouting in the sky.　 I flew to a beautiful flower.　 It’s a rose.　 “Hi!　 Nice to meet you! “I said to her.　 She looked at me and cried," But I will move to another place.　 What can I do?　 I don’t want to leave my home.”　　 I took her out of the dirt and flew to the sky.　 I putted her under the tree that has my nest.　 We became to be best friends.　 We played together and talked to each other.　 We are happy.　　 One day, I flew to a shut window.　 There is a girl inside the house.　 She is crying.　 I said," What’s the matter?” She said, “I broke my mother’s favorite vase.　 My mother’s flower is dead, what can I do?” I said,” I had a beautiful flower. 　You can have it.” She said,” Thank you! “

　　　 I took the rose to the window.　 “Bye, you know, she needs you.” I said.　 The girl took the flower. She was happy.　 She said,” Thank you!” again.　 I smiled.　 I was　 very happy.