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= A Flower =

By Kevin Lee

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On a chilly morning, before the sun had climbed up the mountain, the cold breeze whispered to me to go back. I heeded the breeze and turned around, facing away from the vast, gloomy trees. Each step I walk closer to the building, the artificial warmth warmly welcomed me. One step after another, it was as simple as that to walk away from the nature. However, on my way down, I saw a flower, with its petals closed, standing alone in the woods. I kneeled down and forced the petals to open up. The flower was still, as if its life had been reaped. I realized that the flower resembled me. The flower, trying to hide from the cold breeze, decided to close its connection with the nature by shutting its petals up, and eventually, it would die. When I got back up, I had realized that the sun was already shining on me, melting away the coldness I bore. The flower had taught me a lesson, a lesson telling me not to run away from the nature. It was then when I realized my ignorance, and the importance of nature.