This flower which I met in the bus station.
She is so beautiful that I never saw.
She said she hasn't name since her saw the first sunshine in her life.
The sun burn her.
The wind touch her.
The rain wash her.
But no one notic her.
She is a loneliness flower on the sidewalk.
People came to the bus station everyday.
They always lookin for their bus, or do something.
You'll miss the beautiful things beside you.
Please slow down you step, you can see more beautiful things which hecreated.
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