Answer:
Lives in winter, dies in summer, and grows with its roots upward. What is it?
I dig out tiny caves and store gold and silver in them. I also build bridges of silver and make crowns of gold. Sooner or later everybody needs my help yet many people are afraid to let me help them.
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
A man who was outside in the rain without an umbrella or hat didn't get a single hair on his head wet. Why?
In the sun I like to play; in the rain I goes away; walk or run I always follow; in the mud I always wallow.
What do you called a sad coffee?