I was once a seed, buried in earth breathing quietly. I was once a small tree, standing in the sun, growing geadually; I was once also one piece of pollen, flying in the wind, expecting a home; I was once a small stone,hiding in the big stones, hoping to be found.
Once I was small, like a drop of water in the sea; Once I was thin, like a dandelion wandering in the wind.
I used to hide behind the crowd, timidly looking into the whole world. I follow the adults reelingly, feeling proud of my innocence. But on the other side, I have to admit I was strong when I was young.
That's all. Thank you!