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The children and the wind. It was once, like never before, in a sunny afternoon, when the wind blew gently through the trees and houses, some big steps that the children were playing happily on. One raised a yellow dragon, the other pedaled a blue bicycle, one had a fish-shaped dragon, and a girl was walking her younger sister in a chair. The wind was blowing and playing with them. The dragon was dancing, pushing the bicycles slowly, and his hair was flying when he smiled. Sometimes the dragon was falling. Help! And everyone was in a hurry to raise it again in the sky. Sometimes the bicycle stopped. I push you! And they left laughing again. When the sky turned purple, they sat under a tree, tired but happy and red in the shade. Before leaving, the wind whistled again. When you play nicely together, even the wind becomes a friend.