Curiosity is a good medicine and a deadly poison. Once the world-known Pandora's Box is opened, bad luck will follow, is this really the case?
Thousands of years ago, the world was still the world of children, everyone had no parents, no danger, no worries... Life is very comfortable, no need to study, no labor, all day long games, hungry to pick flowers and wild fruits to fill the stomach. One day, a boy named Epimetes sent a girl named Pandora, and they became friends who lived together. When Pandora first stepped into the house, she noticed the big box. She asked Epimetus several questions, wondering where the box came from, but she was told only that it was a secret and could not be told. Pandora kept thinking about the box, wondering what was inside, puzzled, and slowly the troubles began to occupy her heart like a shadow. From time to time, she had to ask her friends, but Epimetes advised her to forget about it, not to ask this and that all day, but to go and pick some figs for dinner. Pandora was angry and would rather be alone than pick any figs.
Pandora was alone in the room, staring blankly at the box. The box is so cleverly carved that the decorations on it are simply lifelike. The whole box has no lock, but is knotted with delicate gold thread. How nice would it be if I opened the knot and looked inside? With this thought in mind, the little girl's hand began to touch the knot. At this time Epimetes happened to come back, and he watched at the door as the girl opened the knot, but he did not stop it, in fact, he had always hidden his curiosity and wanted to know what was in the box. Suddenly, many small monsters with hideous faces flew out. Pandora was so frightened that she quickly closed the box, but it was too late, and the two people were stung and screamed.
What exactly are these ugly monsters? They are the troubles of the world, the sickness, the anger, the worries... Now that all have been released by Pandora, the carefree children no longer have a happy life. The boys and girls who never grow up begin to grow up, become young men and women, and then grow old.
The mischievous child was stricken, stung by the pain, and began to cry heartbroken. Do they regret it? Don't be curious anymore?
After crying for half a day, I faintly heard a voice in the box. A sweet voice begged to let her out. The two children did not dare to act rashly this time, hesitated for half a day, or could not help but open the box. This time flew out an elf named Hope. They have healed their wounds, and there seems to be a better tomorrow waiting in the world!