"Hello, everyone!" The first time I laid eyes on her, I thought she was a fairy. Why would she come to such a poor and helpless village like ours?
"No matter how harsh this age may be, we must I look forward!" Her eyes were always filled with unwavering conviction. Her smile was like a blooming flower, unburied by the soil of hardships. Her presence alone revived the spirit of the village.
"I'm sorry, but it is time for me to take my leave..." With those words she suddenly left us. After she had gone, beautiful flowers bloomed throughout the village. I then realized that she was a miracle carried to us by the spring winds.