There was a lonely ceiling fan in a old house which belongs to an old lady. One day an old lady bought a small flower. The ceiling fan fell in love with a small flower in a moment. First few days, a flower ignored a fan, but finally she fell in love with a ceiling, too. They tried to come close to themselves, though it was impossible. Instead of that, a fan gave motion to a flower and a flower gave colours to a fan. Gradually, an old woman began to forget their existence. A fan got old and covered with dust, also a flower withered from lack of water. One rainy night, a fan noticed that a flower died. An old fan put forth all the strength he had left and he spun and spun and spun, even if he get over his limit, finally broke the ceiling. From that hole, a drop of a rain dripped to a flower. Thanks to that hole and a fan, a flower regain and she never forget about a fan she loved.
I was very touched by their devoted love. I think that this story wants to tell that how beautiful when we fall in love and how we are fortune when we can do something to a person you love.
