I told my best friend Doudou the secret, but she didn't believe me. Finally, she thought about it and told me that since you are a fairy, you must be omnipotent. Then change a chocolate for me! I told Doudou to close his eyes and count to one, two, three. When she opened her eyes, a large piece of Dove chocolate appeared in front of her eyes. Without saying anything, Doudou tore open the wrapping paper and chewed off a large piece. While eating, he said, next time … next time … will you change a big bag of white rabbit toffee for me? I patted my chest and said simply, of course, no problem. Then Doudou happily told the secret to other children, so I often asked them to carry my schoolbag or play with me in the name of a fairy, and never showed my magic in public, on the grounds that it would not work if I used too much magic.
One summer, it was very hot, and we children were tired of playing, so we lay down under the tree to have a rest. I don't know who said that, fairy, give us a change of wind, we are too hot! Hearing this, the rest of my friends became interested and echoed loudly. Yes, yes, you can change the wind direction for us. The fairies will definitely change the wind direction. I had to make them all close their eyes, pretend to work magic, mumble and guess that it was almost time. I took a deep breath and blew in front of them one by one. The blown child immediately opened his eyes, wiped the saliva on his face and shouted that I cheated. Of course, I ignored their protests and said seriously that today is Sunday, and Grandma Feng doesn't go to work, so there is no wind. Friends then dispersed in a hubbub, leaving only cicadas calling one after another in the tree.
Childhood passed quickly in our laughter, and so did three years of junior high school. Friends who were crazy together in those years began to prepare for the college entrance examination nervously.
Until the eve of the college entrance examination, I didn't find my wand, nor was I recalled to the sky, so I took the college entrance examination with great chagrin, and I was admitted to an inferior school and studied an inferior major. Four years in college, I have been thinking, maybe my mother said,' Yes, maybe I was born when she was pregnant in October. I may have made a mistake. I am not a fairy. I am very distressed. If I am not a fairy, it means that I am an ordinary person like Doudou. Then I will eat on time, or I will starve to death; I want to go to bed on time, otherwise I will have no strength; I will work hard after graduation, otherwise I can't find a good husband. And I'm going to have a baby in the future. How painful it is to have a baby. Doudou's mother said that when she gave birth to Doudou, she had a stomachache for a day and a night and wanted to die. Oh, my God, that's terrible. Being a man is not fun at all, but I really may not be a fairy. What should I do? What should I do?
I searched Baidu, and the solution given by Baidu is to burn incense and worship Buddha. Whatever. A dead horse is a living horse doctor. I picked a good day, brought some dry food and walked to the door of the temple step by step. I didn't kowtow step by step, because it was too much trouble and the clothes I wore were beautiful. I lit three incense sticks seriously, so pious that I worshipped all the Buddha statues. Finally, I silently made a wish in my heart, asking the Buddha to let me become a fairy again! Beg the Buddha to let me be a fairy again! Beg the Buddha to let me be a fairy again! I said it three times, because Doug said that important things are said three times. I said it three times seriously, so it's very important to me, and Buddha should think so, right?
After burning incense, I went back to school happily. Strangely, flowers seem to be smiling at me all the time, birds have been singing to me, and even trees have nodded to me frequently. Even the dog I am most afraid of seems to be less fierce than usual. Hey, hey, this Buddha is really smart.
At night, I dreamed that I was wearing colorful clothes and stepping on colorful auspicious clouds. With a wave of my wand, a lot of white rabbit toffee was produced. Doudou said over dinner that you are really a fairy.