What the story about witches, what does the little witch story tell me

There are two types of witches that we usually talk about.

1 is the Chinese witch, simply put, the female wizard, the Chinese wizard's ** should be traced back to the Three Emperors period or beyond, in that period, the wizard is a tribal spiritual sustenance and the bridge between the gods, through their communication with the gods to get the revelation of the gods. They are mainly responsible for the sacrifices in the tribe. and festive events.

At the same time, it also does some things for the tribal leader to ask the gods for divination before the war, and is also responsible for the ** of the disease among the tribe members (this is how Chinese medicine and the current exorcism and other things come about) So, in the past, the shaman was a very respected object, and the spiritual leader of a tribe other than the leader. Because of the work they do, it determines the sense of mystery they give in their image. At present, there are still people with this profession in many remote ethnic minorities.

In some places, it is also called Saman, which is a name for the Manchu language. It was handed down after the Qing Dynasty. )

The other type is the Western European kind of people who ride brooms and have pointed hats. Before the prevalence of religion, their status was supposed to be basically the same as that of the shamans before China. However, due to historical and religious reasons, they later stood on opposite sides, forming the opposite role now.

But they all have common features in writing; It feels mysterious and powerful, with a wealth of knowledge.

I can't think much of it at once, that's all. Nowadays, many people are very interested in wizards. I learned something about ancient mythology, ancient history, and ethnic minority customs.

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In the last chapter of the fairy tale. All princes and princesses will always live together naturally and happily. All stories seem to be like this.

Some people are born princesses, while others are born witches. It is not possible to choose. But all people can choose to be happy or unhappy. So, I'm a happy witch.

As I flew alone over the city on a broomstick, I saw the emerald green lakes and the singing woods when the breeze blew. Sometimes I see little girls with red bows on their heads, and marshmallows on their hands that are as cute as clouds.

I'm a very stupid witch. When I wanted to conjure a flower, a little sparrow would often come out, causing me to fail every time. But I worked hard to learn the spell to turn marshmallows.

In this way, when it is raining and it is not convenient to fly, sit on the platform of the castle and munch on marshmallows.

One sunny afternoon with marshmallows, I met the little prince. I was studying a small ladybug hiding in a flower stamen in his garden at the time.

What are you doing in my garden? That was the first thing he said to me.

I turned around, and that was the first time I saw the little prince. Blonde soft hair, bright eyes.

He's so much cuter than a marshmallow. Moreover, he is not afraid of me, he does not scream and does not run away, he is not afraid of my broom and black clothes, and perhaps I should be glad for the masked black veil.

He smiled close to me, looked me in the eye, into my heart. "I see myself in your eyes, and your eyes are so beautiful. He said "beautiful" instead of "pretty", I liked the word, I recited a mantra softly, and a pink marshmallow appeared in my left hand, and I gave it to the little prince, which was my best and only gift.

Then I got on my broomstick and flew away, leaving with a "goodbye." "Goodbye.

Chinese witches actually exist in the Miao Jiang generation, although the superstition is not credible, but there are some things that really cannot be explained by scientific phenomena.

This is what people call paranormal events......

The existence of the alien space, the witch belongs to the ...... that is closer to the yang energy of peopleAnd what the hell everyone is talking about, that kind of is yin.

A ghost is the soul of a person, the appearance of molecules and plasma after death, but under normal circumstances, people are invisible ......

The story of the little witch teaches us to be diligent and helpful.

One hundred and twenty-seven years old is only a little witch for a witch who ventures into the Blauk Hill Ball, which only a big witch can attend, and is severely punished as a result. At the instigation of Apollaxus the crow, the little witch also decided to be a good witch as the witch leader had asked and waited to attend next year's Blauk Mountain Ball.

The little witch diligently did many good deeds to punish the evil and promote the good, but this did not bring good luck to the little witch, because, in the eyes of the witches, the witch who does good deeds is the bad witch....

At last, the spring fire of the night of Vapujis burned, but it was the broom and the magic book of the witches that the little witch had gathered with her wits and magic, and the little witch and her fellow crows danced around the bonfire.

The little boy Toma and his mother depend on each other for their livelihood, relying on a small vegetable garden. One day, my mother got sick and had a high fever incessantly.

Thoma is worried, how can he get a doctor if he has no money? But there was only one melon left in the garden. He suddenly remembered that his mother had said that there was a witch who was very good at mixing medicine and curing diseases, and she liked melons the most. Thoma immediately picked the melon and walked towards the mountain.

He came to the great forest of Jianshan, and at the end of the forest, he saw a small house. "Is anyone home? Thoma asked several times.

A hoarse voice suddenly came from behind the house: "Hey! Thoma looked over the voice, oops......A good little old woman, hooked by the thorns of wild roses.

Thoma hurriedly put her down. The old woman said, "I am the witch Rita."

I know your mom is sick. I'm not going to help her, though! ”

I brought a melon. Thoma said. "Do you think it can buy me? Look over there! "In the vegetable garden, there was a whole piece of melon. "Well, if you can do something fun for me, I'll help you. ”

Thoma jumped up and somersaulted. "It's useless! You'd better go home! The little witch said angrily. "I'll take you to town! Thoma hurriedly said, "It's fun there!" ”

The little witch followed Thoma, who led her up to the tower in the center of town. "It's great, isn't it? "It's stupid. I just put on the broom and have whatever I want. ”

The angry little witch suddenly toppled the basket, and the melon fell from the tower and landed in front of the donkey. "Ahh "Oops!

It's so much fun! Wha......All right! I'll help you adjust your ......The little witch flew away.

Thoma is still worried, will the little witch really help him? He decided to go again. It was dark in the forest, and the cold dew seeped into Thoma's shoes, but Thoma mustered up the courage to go down for the sake of his mother.

The little witch is really mixing medicine! "Oops! You're here!

I'll have to wait another night! ”

The next morning, Thoma returned home with the medicine. The witch's medicine was really effective, and my mother's high fever subsided. "Thank you, Thoma! Mom kept kissing him on the face.

Mitya is a vengeful witch who loves and hates.

Mitya, also known as Medea, is a princess and priestess of the island nation of Kochis, who has a bad fate, falling in love with Prince Jason, who is from abroad and fighting her father in order to obtain the Golden Fleece, but this marriage ends in tragedy. Mitya is the goddaughter of the goddess of the moon, so she knows how to use a lot of black magic, she can concoct elixirs, divination, and poison. Not only is he a strong spell, but he is also very clever and cruel, and he once killed his own brother with his own hands for Jason's sake.

Later, because Jason empathized and married the princess of a neighboring country, Mitya, who was abandoned by her lover, was angry and made a dress stained with poison, gave it to Jason's fiancée, and killed her. He even killed the two children he gave birth to for Jason with his own hands, and finally rode away from the sad land.

Hello, I don't think much of this**, but I seem to have seen this you said there, too, but I can't remember it for a while.

At the age of 127, of course, she can only be considered a little witch for a witch, and this little witch is severely punished for secretly participating in the Brook Hill Ball, which only the big witch can attend, so she decides to be a good witch in the future, as the witch leader demands.

The little witch did many good deeds to punish the sin and promote the good, but this did not bring good luck to the little witch, because, in the eyes of the witches, the witches who do good deeds are the bad witches, and finally, the bonfire of the Brooklau Mountain Ball is burned, but it is the broom and the magic book of the witches that the little witch has gathered with wisdom and magic, and the little witch and her crow companion dance around the bonfire.