I am flower
I wonder my appearance
I hear wind sound
I see very hot sun
I want bee and butterfly's love.
I am butterfly
I pretend flower
I feel flower powder
I touch blossom
I worry honey
I cry because there is no honey
I am bee
I understand my family
I say "I can bring honey"
I try collecting honey
I hope that my family are filled with honey
I am spring
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