Humanity rescued

Hattie 2022-04-24 07:01:21

Heavy enough to get used to. There will be no end to their promise. "My name is Salaman, my mom is a writer, my dad is a teacher, and my sisters are arguing every day, and one day I found a toy, I picked it up, and it exploded. I don’t remember what happened later, because it was the end.” The elephant king may be influenced, but the person who caused all this is always closed his eyes. Until now, it is still the case. Again, any conscientious person should absolutely resist war, at least non-violent non-cooperation. In fact, I still don't judge such a story, but I finally know how vulnerable my pain is compared to everything they face. At least when I want to give up my life, save me, or let me save them. I want to help a lot of people, but I've never been able to do anything, never stand on the sidelines. Everything I said was too weak, too weak. When power and desire burn our eyes, we forget that the world should not be like this. But once the machine is running, it is difficult for anyone to stop it. No one can master war. War devours innocent people and even those who take advantage of it.

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  • Gabrielle 2022-03-22 09:02:38

    The picture is simple and clear, but it outlines the darkest and helpless reality. The story is simple and powerful, yet refined and cleverly choreographed.

  • Michel 2022-03-23 09:03:02

    7/10. Touched by the parting promise of two girls, women and war, the tragedy of mankind. A pain of hope. The final cross-cut does not overlap, and the villain boy's pure evil reason and ending have not been explained.

The Breadwinner quotes

  • Sulayman: My name is Sulayman! My mother is a writer. My father is a teacher. And my sisters always fight each other. One day, I found a toy on the street. I picked it up. It exploded. I don't remember what happened after that because it was the end.

  • Parvana: We are a land whose people are its greatest treasure. We are at the edges of empires at war with each other. We are a fractured land in the claws of the Hindu Kush mountains, scorched by the fiery eyes of the northern deserts.

    Nurullah: Black rubble earth against ice peaks. We are... Ariana, the land of the noble.