Chapter 5 i miss that little flower

snow covered field I walk in the bitter winter, gray sky, pressed heavily, boundless silver, Not even a bird chirp was heard. I saw a little golden flower, A little golden flower, lonely come out of the ground, it blooms alone, And smile at me. winter is over, There are flowers everywhere! colorful Open in warm sun. What a wonderful spring, What a rare spring! but, I am always in spring think of winter, especially that lonely flower The little flower that smiled at me. --