Seeing that it was getting farther and farther away from the castle on the cliff, the sleepy eyelids were fighting and saw golden haystacks piled up in the fields not far away. It was so sleepy that Thorn climbed to the top of the haystack, got into the hay, and quickly fell asleep.

She dreamed of the withered calendula she had planted, with its dry branches extending into the dirt. Beneath the soil, a sleeping little man, dressed in a small dress made of yellow leaves, was sleeping soundly.

The clamor of the carriage passing woke her from the chatter, and she rubbed her eyes and sat up from the haystack.

A two-horse red caravan passed in front of the tower, followed by several caravans of its size, their hooves kicking up a cloud of dust on the road.

The caravan was filled with the joyful music of trumpets and tubes, as well as the laughter of the people.

The red-haired man of the tower glistened in the rising sun, and the circus master in the carriage stopped to greet a cute little red-haired girl sitting on the haystack.

"Hey, my little lady, why are you here alone?"

Attracted by the music and laughter of the caravan, she climbed down from the haystack and ran to the side of the carriage, looking curiously at the strangely dressed people.

The head of the circus wore a short red waistcoat that covered his round belly, and the waistcoat was decorated with six gold round buttons. The legs he tucked into his black boots were as thin as two chopsticks, and there was an occasional fear that they would break because they couldn't support his body. The two moustaches on his mouth are like the two hands of a clock, one pointing to 3 o'clock and the other to 10 o'clock.

Behind the head of the regiment stood a beautiful woman who was a head taller than him. She had a graceful figure and a healthy complexion, with thick black curls that fell behind her like a robe, and her black hair was shiny. Her pupils are also black, making her look mysterious and dangerous.

A smiling trumpeter poked his head out of the window of the second caravan, and he played a merry tune, so that both of his feet couldn't help but move to the music.

"Sweet boy, where are you going? If you drop by, we can give you a ride. His voice also sounded as high-pitched as a trumpet.

"Southside!" Thorn Tower looked at the compass in his hand.

"Oh, what a coincidence, we're on our way to the south, too! Head to Merry Town for a long-awaited super circus. Standing in front of you are the most popular circus stars! "In the third caravan, a gentleman wearing a small colored octagonal hat leaned out of the window. On his shoulder stood a cute little monkey, wearing the same little hat as him.

"We can take you with us!" The head of the regiment said happily.

Tsunta happily stretched out her hands to them, and the regimental commander carried her onto the first caravan.

The exterior of the first caravan was painted with red paint and gold patterns, and two beautiful pieces of floral cloth hung from the circular doorway that served as a curtain.

But when you get inside the car, you will find that the interior of the car is more beautiful than it looks. The walls of the car are painted with tropical rainforests, large banana leaves, beautiful parrots with colorful feathers, and cute long-tailed monkeys. On one side of the caravan was a brightly colored wool carpet with velvet cushions of various colors, and the beautiful woman who had just stood behind the regimental commander was sitting lazily, like a tower with her arms outstretched.

"Tasha was born a circus star! But other than that, she is also a very talented painter, and the beautiful paintings you see are Tasha's masterpieces. ”

The head of the circus laughs and hands Tsuta a cup with a special drink as he introduces her to his beautiful wife, the mysterious Tasha.

"As for me, the greatest magician of the century, and at the same time the head of the Circus of Paradise, Odnewich Jechevotvokwski, or you may call me the bearded leader!" When the head of the regiment introduced his name, the two beards gathered as if they had come to life until 12 o'clock.

Tarta took the cup from the Captain's hand, and she looked at the place that seemed to have been enchanted with her wide, curious eyes.

It's like a gypsy girl's shop at a flea market on the weekend, with glittering beads and feathers hanging everywhere.

The top of the car was not painted on the walls, and Mrs. Moon and Mr. Sun with high noses were smiling at them, flanked by countless shining stars and colorful clouds. In the room was a small cabinet nailed to the wall, which contained crystal balls, many wine bottles, and small glasses. Next to the cabinet there was a lovely little stove with a chimney above the stove that connected all the way to the outside of the caravan.

When the occupants of the car want to use the stove to heat a delicious drink or bake a fragrant loaf of bread, smoke rises from the chimney outside the caravan, making the convoy look like a steam train from a distance.

The windows of the caravan are also hung with crystals of various colors of various sizes, reflecting colorful light into the caravan.

Tsartha's gaze suddenly rested on the stove, an unidentified object covered in golden satin, wriggling.

Suddenly, a golden head spitting out from under the cloth came out, and a golden python crawled towards where the tower was sitting. The python looks so huge, if it is completely straightened, it can be more than 3 meters long, and its large mouth looks like it can swallow a tower in one gulp.

"Ahh Thorn Pagoda jumped up from the ground in fright.

The python also seemed to be frightened for a moment, and rolled into a ball.

"Belly, you've scared our little guest!" Tasha smiled and picked up the huge python, which slowly wrapped around Tasha's shoulder along Tasha's body as if it were spiritual.

"Don't be afraid, there are no teeth in your belly. And she is very docile and a shy little girl. It's the third member of our car, me and Tasha's little darling! The regimental commander sat down beside his wife, and his fat body accidentally sat on the tail of his belly, and the python curled up at once, and shrank its head into the coiled body.

Seeing the timid appearance of the golden python, Thorn Tower laughed. She was no longer afraid of it, and she was brave enough to reach out and caress its smooth body, and her belly stuck out her head to look at the tower curiously.

- It turns out that being terrible on the outside doesn't mean being really terrible.

Tarta followed the circus all the way to the south, and the lively Tarta soon became familiar with the entire circus members.

The second caravan, painted in dark green and yellow, carried the joyful musicians. Six rickety hammocks hang from either side of the car, and the musicians often sleep in them with their instruments. Among them, trumpeters and horn players are the most fond of telling jokes and jokes. Especially when the tall and thin trumpeter and the always red-faced, stocky horn player stood next to each other, it was as if the instrument in their hands had come to life, and the presence of the two of them was a great joy.

They love to play and perform very much, and even on the road, there is always music constantly.

When she was with them, they would put her on a big drum and teach her to sing and dance as they did.

The third blue caravan is inhabited by Joey the Merry and his little monkey Toby, as well as brothers Jeffrey and John the Clown. They painted the interior of the car a beautiful pink, and on one side of the car lay a delicate tea cabinet and a small desk. Because Joey is not only an animal trainer, but also a romantic poet.

Thorn Ta opened a poem he had written:

Rose

When a person cannot choose the life he wants,

You can only entrust your life to fate.

Poor man,

I saw her tearful tears fold her beloved rose,

Seal its wounds with fire,

It also seals all expectations and attachments to it.

"Oh, I think you should spend your energy training the beast." Thorn Tower looked at Joey sincerely.

*

"Why does he keep laughing."

When Tartar first meets the red-haired Jolyster, she is intrigued.

Everyone laughed.

"Why did he keep crying?" ”

She was also sad when she saw the sad clown with green hair.

"Don't worry!" Everyone comforted her, and Tasha held her little face and painted a clown makeup for her.

Walking in front of the mirror, she finally understood.

- It turns out that some people seem to be smiling, but they don't necessarily feel happy.

The two clown brothers also have a macaw named Popy, but Popy never thinks of himself as a parrot because he is always "wowing".

As for Toby the little monkey, Thorta soon became the closest friend with him, and Toby the little monkey would follow her wherever she went.

The fourth white caravan is inhabited by acrobatic stars Mr. and Mrs. Portland and their eldest son, Ben, and beautiful twin sisters Lucy and Lily.

The Portland woman is like an old grandmother in the forest, and she is good at making delicious soups. But the beautiful little twin sisters are so enthusiastic about Horta that they always like to dress her up like a doll. But the two of them never agreed!

"The tower is suitable for wearing a small white dress!"

"No, Watta looks best in a little red dress!"

"I'm going to put a nice braid on the tower."

"Nope! The pretty red hair of the tower should not be tied up! ”

The two of them fought over each other, like two little girls snatching dolls.

Tartar slipped out of their caravan. Still, she prefers to sneak into the tent at the back to see her adorable animal friends—Mr. Black Bear Stout, Spotted the Lion, Ellie the Elephant, and so on, and to stay with the kind Mr. Court, who takes care of them.