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ROSE SALAD
Today, my friends invited me to the garden and I went to them. But there was no place to play. Because there were flowers everywhere. Most of all I was interested in roses. Because of the flowers, I lost my balance and fell on the roses. There were thorns all over me. I got angry and went home right away. When my mother saw my condition, she said, "Oh girl, let me remove the thorns." My mother removed the thorns. I thought to my mother that roses were just flowers with thorns. I asked my mother:
"Mom, what do roses do?" My mom told me it wasn't just a flower with thorns. Rose tea, rose delight and rose water were made from roses. At that time, she was even making a delicious salad from rose petals. This incident showed me that everything can have positive and negative sides.

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SINGING ROSES

Once upon a time, black roses lived in the forest full of pink trees. Black roses used to get up at seven every morning and sing. They were heard coming to picnic. The fame of black roses has spread all over the world. In fact, people from many countries of the world who want to listen to the songs sung by these black roses have started to visit the pink forest. When October came, the roses fell asleep. There was a great silence in the forest now. The pink forest turned black. The children were most upset by this situation. They did not know that the roses were sleeping. They did research on roses to get them to sing again. With the arrival of spring, the forest started to sing in the roses as the forest turned pink again. They understand that doing research is part of waiting patiently. Patience is not waiting in vain in mourning.

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fragrant rose
I gave a fragrant gift to my mother. I was very afraid of it wilting. That's why I couldn't even go outside. What I was afraid of was happening to me. The rose was fading. I just replaced it with a new one. I didn't want my mother to see her fading. Because my mother would be upset. Since I didn't go out, I invited my friends home. I showed them my rose. I explained my concerns. My friend told me, “We can't always be in the same situation. Sometimes we are sick, sometimes we are healthy. "Sometimes we are sad, sometimes joyful. Contrasts make us understand the other side better," he said. I forgot this. I will no longer be sad that my rose has faded.