An elegant fairy hangs out with four naughty
spirits and carries a sweet smile on her face every day. The sunshine is stolen
for us, making us grow healthily and delightedly. Unlike the one in fairy tales,
colorful and sexy clothes are not in her wardrobe. However, she is the most glamorous
and prettiest fairy in my heart. Spirits are lying on her transparent wings.
The sound of snoring and tooth grinding can be heard as loud as thunder. She is
the glorious gift for spirits.
‘Hey! Nice to see you here for the fourth time!
Fingers-crossed! ’an aged nurse,
hair as white as snow said. Her fingers kissed the baby in Fairy’s belly. The earthquake of pain burst out in her body
making her travel from death and existence.‘Dare to chase me or not?’Spirits provoke each other with a sinister smile. World War
III is likely to happen with advanced weapons such as eraser’s crusts and paper
planes. Spirits’ energy can be used as unlimited renewable energy. The fairy
sits quietly to be the unique observer of this war. Her blood never rushes to
skin no matter how naughty they are. This abnormal behavior becomes a brake for
our car. The spirits look at each other and their faces turn pale. They know
that it is time to have a lesson.
Hide-and-seek is usually arranged in Spirits’ schedule. Opening
Fairy’s wardrobe, it looks like a new displayed one, containing few clothes, sewed several times. The holes become bigger and
bigger with more and more threads.Most
importantly, a‘sequela’comes along with her, making her become portly
and pot-bellied. At night, she takes out a photo secretly with sadness. The
photo captured a fair lady with angelic face and slender figure. Throwing out
lots of tartan or flowered dresses, filling in net-colored T-shirt and jeans,
makes her tears run out silently. Her tears are dismissed in a hurry. Broom
occupied her hands as usual, tidying and cleaning the home. Her body complains
frequently by knocking her bones and muscles.Even though a sea of sweat appears on her face, her body does not have the plan to stop.
Surprisingly, her mouth is the most docile. The kitchen is her unique laboratory,‘inventing’tones of fantastic dishes by mixing different ingredients. ‘Flying milk successfully invented!’she yelled with joy and satisfaction. Spirits finally heave a
great sigh after eating scorching milk for a month. Luckily, they are all safe
for our stomach!
Our hands are being held tightly, as
the warmth in spring. Instead of patrolling seriously above our heads like a helicopter, Fairy’s
bare hands as slim as threads open a bluish sky for us to fly.‘Let’s see who can fly higher!’A competitive spirit, flying above me teases me. ‘No worries! Just do your best and take a rest !’my Fairy said secretly near my ears. Lying on her wings is my
fuel to fly. In the morning of Chinese New Year, she takes out four sets of new
traditional Chinese clothing from a red box delightedly. Even though our family has to work very hard to make ends meet, her persistence
does not go away.Her smile is mild and eyes mist with joy due to our satisfied
faces. Sometimes, magician is her identity, allowing us to pursue our dream
with infinite support. Her unlimited love and care are evenly allocated to us
beyond consideration.
Simplicity is a noun describing this Fairy. Although she is middle-aged
physically, her behavior has no difference compared with a child. Walking
through a street where a beggar is lying, water droplets fall frequently on my
head. Surprisingly, it is not raining. They are tears of this sympathetic fairy.
Thus, saving up pocket money for the needy is a habit taught by her.
Becoming one of the naughty spirits, protecting and being
cared by my dear Fairy is my greatest pleasure. I do hope I can live with her
delightedly every day. One day, the four puny saplings will become strong and
green trees. Our Fairy can take a nap underneath.
