05.
Rotate the paper by 45 degrees and then fold the paper in half.
06.
Unfold the paper and see the diagonal crease.
A trusting little leaf of green, A bold audacious frost; A rendezvous, a kiss or two, And youth for ever lost. Ah, me! The bitter, bitter cost. A flaunting patch of vivid red, That quivers in the sun; A windy gust, a grave of dust, The little race is run. Ah, me! Were that the only one.