I think every mother will gently tuck the quilt for her child and answer: Yes.
However, I said silently in my heart: But I will never find that Wendy who put the kiss on the corner of her mouth again.
She has grown up. We will all grow up too, stripping away the truth of life over the years.
At a certain stage of growing up, I suddenly found that I was about to forget, the memories of those gentle and whimsical fairy tales glittering under the dust, "Peter Pan".
In revisiting, there are surprises hidden in every corner of the story, shadows that cannot be glued, a kiss from a thimble, windows that are always open. When you choose not to believe in the existence of a elf, an elf will die because of you, the blood red tears of the bad guy Hook are the most evil poison in the world, turn right and go straight out of the door and you will reach a place that will never grow up and never be carefree A place without worries - Sansso Island. There are pink marshmallow clouds out there, and when you sprinkle with pixie gold dust, imagine what makes you happy can fly. And only Pan, Peter Pan, made Sanssouci's existence meaningful.
Every child can fly, but when they grow up and forget to fly and don't believe they can fly, they really can't fly.
If you fly, at the cost of never growing up.
I don't know if everyone is afraid of growing up at a certain stage of growth. One day, we will walk into the office, we will hide our joys, sorrows and sorrows with calm faces, and we will bear the responsibilities, obligations and all necessities. At the same time we also forget and stop believing, like flying.
When the elf Qinke drank the poison for Pan and died, Pan cried out for help "I do believe in fairies, I do I do" (I do believe in fairies, I do I do). Ke regained the light of life.
Every adult was a child, although only a few remember it.
There are many things we no longer believe as we grow up. And take it for granted that this is a symbol of maturity and growth.
I suddenly remembered the sentence "When a person thinks he is ordinary, then he is really ordinary." In my opinion, each of us is so extraordinary. We have dreams, our best years, and so much that we stubbornly think is priceless.
I'm sorry I had to grow up, but this kiss is yours and will always be yours.
Under Hook's sword, Wendy said so to Pan and clapped a kiss. The days on Sanssouci are undoubtedly happy, with murderous pirates, mysterious mermen, native Indians, glowing elf and the brave and rebellious Peter Pan.
I believe Wendy and Peter Pan have fallen in love with each other. Pan refuses to grow up with Wendy's loss, and Pan slowly slips from the sky when Hook tells Pan about her determination to leave. However, Wendy still said, "I'm sorry, I have to grow up."
Growing up is indeed a process of giving up. For Wendy, growing up means leaving Pan, leaving Sanssouci, leaving her dream adventure. For us, it is to give up the original dream, forget the people we once loved, and walk out of the stories we never forget.
However, we all have to grow up. Scrapped, reckless, and bloody.
"There are no traces of wings left in the sky, but I have flown." In the passing days, what have we left behind? The ink on the dusty password diary, the occasional encounter with a former friend who smiled and passed by, or, still, such a kiss and love that passed by in time.
You see, what will be left if we grow apart from each other? Real estate, money, all kinds of entanglements in material. But at this time, the most precious kiss for the almost nothing we can leave behind is the indelible nostalgia for you.
On the deck, Wendy whispered in Pan's ear, and I seemed to hear, "If one day, time will separate us, please remember those that belonged to you, my life."
Pan, you see, I have grown
The phrase " bigger " does not appear in the animation or the movie version of "Peter Pan", because it is no longer suitable for the plot that a fairy tale should appear.
After Wendy returned home, in order not to hurt Pan, she promised him not to grow up again, and accompany him back to Sanssouci for one day every year. One day many years later, Wendy already had little Wendy, and when Pan was still coming in through his familiar window, Wendy was curled up in the dark. How terrified she was, Pan was still the happy child of Sanssouci, and she had grown up. Finally, she mustered up all her courage, stood up from the darkness, stood in Pan's terrified and amazed eyes, and said calmly, "Pan, look, I've grown up." There
was no going back.
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