The magician of the fairy tale world

The little girl grabbed the match with her trembling little hands and gently rubbed it on the wall. A pleasant "chi chi" sound came, and the match was lit. The faint flame illuminated the little girl's surroundings.

"I wonder what kind of food people are enjoying in the beautiful big house next door?" The little girl smelled the fragrance in the cold wind and couldn't help thinking about the delicious food.

In the swaying faint firelight, the little girl seemed to see a big dining table, with countless colorful fruits such as apples, peaches, and grapes on the plate, and large bowls filled with fragrant roast duck, roast chicken and roast goose.

The girl saw that the fat roast duck jumped out of the bowl. The roast duck with a knife and fork on its back walked on the tablecloth, leaving a fragrant and greasy chicken paw print on the tablecloth with every step.

The little girl pounced on it and grabbed the fat roast duck.

She did grab the roast duck.

The warm and real touch told the girl that the roast duck appeared in reality.

In front of her, there was indeed a dining table, and delicious food was indeed placed on it. Pure white snowflakes like goose feathers fell on the roast duck and fruit. Every detail was real.

"Is there really food?"

"Just like the stove yesterday?"

The little girl couldn't wait to pull out the knife and fork on the back of the roast duck, quickly cut the roast duck, and put it into her mouth one bite at a time. After eating the roast duck, she went to eat the roast goose, grapes, juice and other delicious food next to it until she couldn't eat anymore.

The little girl ate so deliciously, because her whole face was stuffed into the plate, and her lips and face were covered with oil stains.

She felt that this was the most filling and delicious meal she had ever eaten in her life. After eating, she felt warm all over.

Only then did the little girl have time to think about why a delicious meal suddenly appeared in front of her?

She caught a glimpse of the burnt match on the ground from the corner of her eye.

"It was the same yesterday. When I rubbed the matches, my fantasy became real."

"Could it be that these matches have magical powers?"

"Is that kind sister yesterday a magician?"

Thinking of this, the little girl felt guilty:

"It's a pity that I can't find that sister and can't return the magic matches to her.

"Well, I'll use a little first, and then apologize to that sister when I meet her later. Return the remaining matches to her.

"If possible, I can do anything for her to get her to give me a few more matches."

After making up her mind, the little girl stretched out her rosy little hand and took out another match, which was shining with stars.

She gently rubbed the match on the wall and listened to the pleasant "chi chi" sound.

Aurora, who turned into a flying bird in the air, quietly observed this scene, wanting to see what the first wish the little girl would make after understanding the magic of the matches was.

"I want to see my grandma. I want my grandma to come back from heaven and see me."

The little girl made a wish softly to the faint firelight.

She thought of her kind grandmother. She was very kind to her and was definitely the person who loved her the most in the world. But one day, her grandmother disappeared. Everyone said that she had gone to heaven. She wanted her grandmother to come back from that distant heaven to see her.

She just stared at the faint firelight until the swaying firelight was extinguished by the cold wind, and no miracle happened.

Aurora and Rhine turned into flying birds watching all this, and a faint sadness surged in their hearts.

They all knew that there was no magic in the world to resurrect the dead.

Some forbidden necromancy may allow powerful magicians to be reborn in another place at the moment of death, but this is because their life essence is preserved elsewhere, and they are not actually dead when their physical bodies are destroyed; magic may also block immortal souls, turning them into vengeful spirits, or trapping them in gems and bottles, unable to reincarnate - although in this case, the dead are not alive at all.

However, even the most brilliant magician could not call back those souls that had been reincarnated and disappeared, and let the dead walk out of the grave in a normal posture.

"It seems that heaven is really a very far away place. Even the magic match can't find grandma."

The little girl lowered her head sadly.

She looked at the shining matches in the matchbox, and her heart was sad. For a moment, she didn't know what wish to make.

Suddenly, the little girl had an idea.

"By the way, although the match can't help me find grandma, it can help me find the swallow that gave me the sapphire!"

"I also want to thank it for giving me such a beautiful sapphire!"

The little girl rubbed and lit another match. , and prayed to the fire:

"Please take me to find the swallow that gave me the gem."

The warm fire grew bigger and bigger, covering the girl's whole body.

The little girl felt very warm, and in the firelight, she saw a square - it was the square at the highest point in the center of the town.

She saw a gray and tattered sculpture of a boy on a tall column in the center of the square.

The little girl remembered that her grandmother had brought her here a long time ago when her mother and grandmother were still alive.

It was a warm spring day, and she sat on a chair with her grandmother, looking at the golden sculpture on the towering stone column.

She remembered that the sculpture was plated with gold, the sword was inlaid with rubies, and the eyes were blue gems. In the sunlight, the sculpture sparkled and the girl couldn't open her eyes.

"Who is the man standing on the column?" The girl pointed to the sculpture on the column and asked her grandmother curiously.

"He was a prince in our country a long time ago."

The grandmother told the girl: "He lived in the palace and lived a carefree life. The walls of the palace isolated him from all the ugly and dark things. People called him the Happy Prince. After he died, people made a statue for him."

"Then why do you put the Happy Prince so high?" the girl asked, "Why not put him in the walls of the palace?"

Standing so high, the Happy Prince must see all the ugly and painful things in this town, and he will never be happy again... The girl thought.

However, now, the Happy Prince is completely different from what the girl remembered.

There are only holes left in the prince's eyes, and all the chips on his body have fallen off, leaving only a gray and white patch. Even the ruby ​​on the hilt of the prince's sword disappeared.

The little girl then remembered that the sapphire that the swallow gave her was exactly the same as the one in the Happy Prince's eyes!

The little girl walked to the stone pillar of the Happy Prince.

She wanted to return the beautiful sapphire to the prince, but the sapphire had been taken away by her father, and she was very sad about it.

At this time, she saw that the swallow that helped her before flew over again and landed at the feet of the Happy Prince.

"Swallow, thank you for the sapphire you gave me. But that sapphire seems to be the eyes of the Happy Prince. My grandmother told me that I shouldn't take other people's things. I want to return the eyes to the prince, but I have already given the sapphire to my father."

The girl looked up and said to the swallow.

But the swallow shook her head and told the girl: "No, the prince asked me to give you the sapphire."

The swallow told the girl that she was just flying over the city temporarily and wanted to follow her companions to a warmer place to spend the winter, but the Happy Prince kept her.

On the first night, the Happy Prince asked the swallow to peck away the ruby ​​on his sword handle and gave it to a mother who was thin and haggard and had needle holes on her hands. On the second night, the Happy Prince asked the swallow to peck away a sapphire in his eye socket and gave it to a young man who lived in a shabby attic and wrote scripts for the theater. The young man was so hungry that he felt dizzy and there was no fire in the fireplace, so he couldn't write anymore. On the third night, the Happy Prince asked the swallow to peck away the last sapphire in his eye socket and gave it to a little girl who sold matches without shoes and socks. That girl was her.

And today, the Happy Prince asked the swallow to take away the gold leaves on his body and give them to the starving children in the city. The children who begged at the door of the mansion, the children who shivered under the bridge, the children who were so hungry that they were pale and dying...

In this way, the Happy Prince no longer had anything valuable on him and became an ugly sculpture.

"Oh my God, when did the sculptures in the square become like this?" In the distance, the discussion of several adults came.

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"Yes. That sculpture is too ugly. We should tear it down and melt it down." Another adult said so.

The little girl heard the adults arguing about how to deal with the lead water after the prince was melted, whether to make a statue for the mayor or some other important person, and she burst into tears.

She threw herself in front of the towering column and cried loudly. She felt that the Happy Prince was as good as her grandmother, and she didn't want him to be melted and go to that distant heaven.

"By the way, I still have matches."

The little girl then took out the box of matches that sparkled with stars from her tattered clothes, and took out a match while crying.

She rubbed the wall, lit a match, and made a wish to the match.

On the hilt of the Happy Prince's sword, the ruby ​​reappeared, bigger and brighter than before.

But the Happy Prince's eye sockets were still ugly holes, and his body was still dull gray.

"No, one matchstick is not enough."

The little girl poured out all the sparkling matches and kept rubbing them against the wall. The wall was heated by the matches and the matches burned one by one.

New sapphires grew out of the Happy Prince's eye sockets, more stunning and translucent than before. Pieces of gold foil appeared on the Happy Prince's body, more dazzling than before.

In just a few minutes, the Happy Prince turned back into the beautiful prince, more dazzling than before!

The little girl now had only one matchstick left.

She made a wish with the last remaining matchstick, giving warmth to the swallow to spend the cold winter - because she saw that the swallow was shivering in the cold wind and might fall at any time and fall into eternal sleep.

The swallow, with a faint firelight on its body and feeling warm all over, flew to the girl's palm and kissed her face.

The Happy Prince also looked at the girl and thanked her.

The little girl happily said goodbye to the swallow and the Happy Prince, left the square, and walked towards home.

At this moment, the little girl remembered that she had not sold even one match yet, and all the matches she could use to make a wish had been used up!

The snow was getting heavier, and the goose-feather-like snowflakes covered the girl's hair and shoulders, making the girl, who had just had a full meal, shiver again.

"What should I do? All the magic matches are used up."

The girl knew that her father would definitely beat her once she returned home.

But she was not afraid, because she had the most filling and delicious meal in her life today, and helped the kind Happy Prince and the swallow, so she had no regrets.

"It's a pity that I only have one box of magic matches." The little girl thought sadly.

If she had many boxes of matches, she would have many wishes to make. She wanted to be like the Happy Prince, helping the beggars in front of the mansion, the hungry children who couldn't sleep under the bridge, and the poor writers who worked all night in the attic.

The little girl walked all the way back to the shabby house, prepared herself mentally, and waited for her father to beat her hard.

"Little girl, your father is dead!" A neighbor saw the girl and shouted at her.

"Yes, the creditors caught him before and asked him to pay back the gambling money last year. But he didn't have a penny, so the creditors beat him to death. I saw it with my own eyes." Another neighbor said.

The little girl didn't react and stood there blankly.

After a long time, the little girl opened the door.

It was empty inside, and the cold wind came in from the window.

At this time, the little girl suddenly saw that there was a table full of matchboxes on the table!

Each matchbox was like the previous magic matchbox, shining with stars!

The little girl walked to the table in disbelief and found that there was a letter under the matchbox. The girl was illiterate, but she unexpectedly found that she could understand the entire content of the letter.

"My name is Aurora. I am the sister who bought a box of matches from you last night. I am also a magician. You have proved your kindness with your actions. The things on the table are all my gifts to you. Please accept them..."

After reading all the letters, the little girl looked at the whole table of wishing matches on the table, and excited tears flowed from her eyes.

...

After successfully harvesting the power of wishes, Aurora followed Rhine and returned to the palace of the Kingdom of Rose.

"Teacher, I'm thinking about a question."

Aurora looked at the clouds in the sky, thinking of the kingdom with snowflakes flying everywhere, with a deep look on her face:

"The power of magic is so strong that it can create delicious food, warm stoves, thick clothes and big houses out of thin air, and things people need.

"In theory, as long as there is enough powerful magic, there will be no more hunger and cold in the world?"

Rhine understood what Aurora meant and nodded slightly: "Your Majesty, the future queen, you are right. On this continent, magic is indeed the primary productive force."

Then, Rhine's tone became a little heavier:

"It is easy to use magic to help one or a few people. However, if you want to use magic to help thousands of people, you have to face more complicated difficulties and cannot completely adopt the original method."

"What difficulties?" Aurora pricked up her ears and waited quietly for the teacher's answer.