Chapter 23 most powerful magic

When the snowflake spirits were flying in the air, the old witch in black clothes put on a tall bamboo hat and flew out of the chimney of the cabin. "Children, come with me to the Valley of Hundred Flowers to see flowers..." The old witch held high a black banner trimmed with gold, embroidered with red roses, daffodils, hydrangeas, lilies... The colorful banner flew in the wind, and the shadows of flowers were everywhere on the snow. There is a scent of flowers everywhere. "it's beautiful!" "It's so colorful!" "It's delicious!" Of course, the Snowflakes have always lived in the snow paradise, where there is always a thick white and tasteless snow.

The Snowflake Fairy laughed, yelled, yelled, and couldn't help but follow the flag full of flowers, fly, fly, and fly into the Valley of Flowers. However, there is no flower in Baihua Valley in winter, and there are only bare trees everywhere.The wind blew through the branches, making a scary "hoo-hoo-" sound.In the middle of the lifeless woods, a solitary log cabin trembled like an old rooster without its feathers—the old hag's home, no doubt. When all the snowflake elves flew into the Valley of Hundred Flowers, the old witch blocked the entrance of the valley: "Children, please fly into the wooden house obediently, and I will turn you into beautiful flowers. But if you don't obey, hehe!"

Hearing this sentence, a small snowflake flattened its mouth, "Wow wow wow" and burst into tears: "I want to go out!" The old witch's belly bulged, and a black, knife-winged wind came out of her mouth, blowing the crying snowflake into powder. "Don't cry! Who dares to cry?!" The snowflake elves had no choice but to keep their crying in their hearts and let their tears flow into their hearts.They stood in a line on the table in the cabin, looking pitifully at the black clothes of the old witch. The old witch stretched out her index finger, tapped a snowflake elf with her long and black nails, and chanted a spell: "Change! Change! Change! Snowflakes become peach blossoms!"

The clicked snowflake elf turned into a snow-white peach blossom. "Change! Change! Change!..." The old witch turned a group of snow fairies into a table full of peach blossoms. "The peach blossoms are turning red!" The old witch shouted vigorously, "Turn red! Turn red quickly!" But this time, the magic failed, she yelled out her throat, the peach blossoms were still snow-white and snowy-ah, isn’t the snow-white peach blossoms blooming on the vast white snow, isn’t it just as boring? The tip of the old witch's long nails poked into the snow elf's little heart: "I'm going to the magic library now, how about you, just stay on the table for me!"

The old witch flew out of the chimney, and the cabin was extremely quiet, only the small wall clock on the wall made an unhurried "tick, tick..." sound.After a while, a little girl in a golden skirt flew down from a painting next to the wall clock—this little golden girl was the little witch, the daughter of the old witch. "Poor snow elves, I really want to save you, but I don't know witchcraft." The little witch put a peach blossom in her palm and kissed its petals gently. "Ah, it smells so good!" The little witch took a deep breath. The snowflake elf who turned into a white peach blossom said: "Thank you for your kiss, you have spread your love into my heart - when love enters my heart, my heart becomes fragrant..."

"So you will be saved?" The little witch kissed the peach blossoms on the table, one, two, three... She kissed all the peach blossoms once! The colorful fragrance of flowers made the old witch's cabin warm like spring. The little witch happily picked up the peach blossoms on the table and scattered them in the air: "It's great, I feel very warm now!" It turned out that because the little witch She was very afraid of the cold, so when winter came, the old witch sent her to live in the painting.It was a beautiful picture of summer, in which there was always a hot wind blowing, the sun was shining brightly, and every tree was flourishing—however, although the summer in the picture was very good, a person was If you live in it for a long time, you will feel very lonely!

The pure white peach blossoms are flying in the air, and the little witch is surprised to find that they gradually turn into colors - warm pink, passionate crimson, brilliant bright yellow, romantic light purple, melancholy dark blue... "How beautiful!" praised the little witch, and danced in the center of the house, surrounded by colorful flowers like butterflies. The elf said happily: "Thank you! Thank you! You spread happiness to our hearts - when the hearts become happy, we will show the most beautiful colors..." "Fly away! Go to the outside world and fly freely! My mother is coming back soon."

The little witch opened the window, and the colorful flowers in the cabin flew out of the window one after another, and flew to the bare trees outside. They turned into sweet apple blossoms, sour apricot blossoms, burning phoenix flowers, water lily flowers on the branches... "Thank you! The cutest little witch, thank you - you made our hearts truly free, and we can change our shapes freely..." Most of the day passed, and the old witch in black returned to the cabin dejectedly. What she saw really surprised her!She ran under the big tree full of colorful flowers, and hugged the little girl who was making a snowman tightly in her arms.

"Dear child, what kind of magic did you use to conjure up such a beautiful garden?" "I didn't use magic. I just kissed them, danced and played with them, and then I opened the window and let them fly freely in the outside world, and they became beautiful!" The little witch made a snowman and tied a beautiful red scarf around the snowman's neck.The little witch said to the snowman: "I like you, let's be good friends!" The snowman opened his mouth and spoke: "Great, I have a friend!" The little witch and the snowman danced in the garden holding hands.

"What kind of magic did you use to bring the snowman back to life?" Seeing the changes in front of her eyes, the old witch's mouth opened wide, her eyes opened like copper bells, and the eyeballs almost fell out. "No, Mom, I don't know magic! I don't know anything!" The little witch is running and playing happily in the beautiful garden. She doesn't know that, in fact, the most powerful magic is love!