I am known for my impressives surges, but I do not fall in anger. You might get wet if you approach me.

I appear in a field of green, but I am not a cow. You might see me in a bowl of lucky charms. .

By day I slumber, by night I rise. In damp and woody woods I reside. I'm quite easy to miss because of my size, but no-one can mistake the light I provide. What am I?

Red, green or yellow, sweet or sour to a fellow, thank Johnny you have me, then find me in a tree!

You clap your hands as soon as you hear the songs that I whisper in your ear. Then I'd dance around and fly with glee as I play the violin that I always carry with me.