I am the character of the Angel in the Star Tree story - a good story in the treasure of our country fairy tales. Here, I would like to tell that story to you all. In the old days, there were two siblings whose parents both died early. When he married his brother, he divided his fortune. So he was the oldest brother, he took all the property his parents had left him, giving his younger brother a small garden and a small star fruit tree at the end of the garden. He and his wife lived happily on the available inheritance and the younger brother had to plow and hire hoes to hire. It was very hard for my younger brother to earn a living bowl of rice to survive. When the season comes, the star fruit tree becomes so full of flowers, the younger one lives on the star fruit tree. I used to love fruit. One day, flying over my brother's house, seeing ripe ripe star fruit, I rushed down the cup from fruit to fruit. Seeing this, the younger brother came to me sadly:- Birds! My fortune is only star fruit tree. Birds eat everything, what do I get to live? " I quickly said: - Eat a fruit, pay a lump of gold, sew a three-gang bag, take it away. Just as promised, the next morning I flew to take my younger brother to the island to get gold. Taking a full cast iron bag, the younger brother asked me to drive him home. Since then, the younger brother's life became prosperous and wealthy. When the fruit-growing season came to fruition, I went to eat again like last time, and I told my brother and wife as I told my brother. Both husband and wife excitedly sew a bag to twelve gang. Then I also took them to the island of gold as promised. When he arrived, he was dazzled by his eyes and hid him with jewels of gold and silver. Not satisfied with greed, he crammed all the places where he could stuff it, then ì ìi loosened up and down, only after he crawled on my back. Because it was heavy, I sent wings several times to lift myself up from the ground. When flying across the wide sea, partly because of the heavy load, partly due to a sudden wind rushing, I could not keep my balance, so I tilted his wings and his pocket and fell into the deep sea. So the end of life is a greedy, not gratitude. The story of star fruit is like that.