There was a young flower in the desert where all was dry and sad looking... It was growing by itself,      (enjoy) every day and saying to the sun, "       shall I be grown up?" And the sun would say "Be        (patience) ! Each time I touch you, you        (grow) a little." She was so pleased      she would have a chance to bring beauty to this corner of sand. And this is all she wanted to do - bring a little bit of beauty to this world.
    one day the hunter came by and stepped on her. She was going to die
and she felt so sad. Not because she was    (die), but because she would       (ever) have a chance to bring a little bit of beauty to this corner of the desert.
The great spirit saw her, and was listening. - Indeed, he said... She should be living... So he reached down and touched her -- and gave her    second life.
Finally she grew up to be a beautiful flower. And this corner of the desert also became so beautiful because     the little flower.