In a quiet town in Germany, there was a little boy named Hans. He was different from other children because he could talk to the wind. Hans' hair always fluttered gently in the breeze as if the wind was quietly saying hello to him.
Around the town were large fields and thick forests. Whenever the wind blew, the wheat in the fields undulated like golden waves, and the leaves in the forest rustled. Hans could always hear the wind telling him stories from afar, about snow - capped mountains reaching into the sky, vast and endless seas, and mysterious ancient castles.
One day, the wind told Hans that in the valley far from the town, there was a magical flower which could grant one person's wish. Hans was tempted and decided to follow the wind to look for that flower. He walked along the winding path, and the wind blew gently in his ear, as if guiding him.
As he walked, Hans came to a small stream. The water was crystal clear, and small fish swam merrily in it. The wind made the willow branches by the stream sway gracefully. Hans sat by the stream to rest for a while, listening to the wind telling the story of this stream.
After the rest, Hans continued on his journey. He entered the valley, where a faint mist filled the air. The wind became soft and carried Hans through the valley. Finally, Hans saw the magical flower. The flower emitted a soft glow, and its petals showed magnificent colors.
Hans stood in front of the flower, thinking about his wish. He thought for a long time and finally said to the flower, "I hope the people in the town will be happy and healthy forever, and I hope the wind can always be with everyone." The flower flickered once, and Hans knew that his wish had been accepted.
Since then, the people in the town have lived more happily. The wind still blows through the town, bringing news from afar. And Hans can still talk to the wind, and he often shares the wind's stories with the children in the town.
