"Little Dream of Min" is a story centered on Min, a young girl with a deep passion for art and an aspiration to become a renowned artist. Min spends much of her time drawing and dreaming of her future. However, despite her dedication, she faces a significant setback during an art competition where her work is ridiculed by others. Feeling disheartened and defeated, Min contemplates giving up on her dreams entirely.

In her moment of despair, she encounters an older artist who recognizes her potential and shares his personal story of overcoming failure and criticism. He explains how he once destroyed his work after being laughed at but later realized that the value of art lies in its creation and self-expression, not in others' opinions. This conversation reignites Min’s confidence, and she returns to the competition stage with renewed determination.

During the second competition, Min expresses her dream through a heartfelt and creative drawing. Her work is met with admiration and applause from the audience, and she wins the competition. Over time, Min continues to hone her skills and eventually becomes a well-known and respected artist.

The story closes with Min reflecting on her journey and expressing gratitude to the star that once gave her hope. She vows to never give up on herself again, symbolizing her growth and newfound self-belief.


Little Dream of Min

Min sitting at a table, surrounded by drawings of big trees and small houses, with a thoughtful expression

Min loved drawing pictures every day. She liked to draw big trees and small houses. Her drawings made her feel happy and free. Sometimes, she worried that her art was not good enough.

Min's Love for Drawing

A friendly painter with a gentle smile, standing next to Min, both looking at a canvas with bright colors

In a tiny room so bright,
Pencils, colors—left and right.
Min, a girl with dreams so tall,
Draws her wishes on the wall.
She longs to paint with skill so grand,
A famous artist across the land.


A New Friend

Min mixing bright colors on a palette, her face lit up with excitement, a canvas with colorful strokes in the background

Each night before she goes to bed,
She gazes at the stars overhead.
She whispers wishes, soft and true,
Hoping they will all come through.
But one bright night, a star shone back,
Glowing in the sky so black.
“Tell me, child, what do you see?
Do you have a dream like me?”
Min sat up, her eyes open wide,
“My dream is big, I cannot hide!
I wish to paint with skill so bright,
To be an artist, pure delight!”
“Then close your eyes and count to three,
A special gift I’ll let you see!”


Learning the Magic

Min confidently displaying her cheerful pictures, townspeople admiring her work with smiles

Min shut her eyes and felt so light,
Her heart was dancing with delight.
She opened them—what did she see?
No magic spell, no change, just… me!
“Maybe it was just pretend,”
She sighed and let the night-time end.
