The first time I watched "The Lion King" was in the first grade of elementary school. For the first time in my life, I went to the cinema to watch an American animation blockbuster. At that time, there were two scenes that impressed me the most---One was that Uncle Lion, who wanted to usurp the throne, not only did not rescue him but also severely scratched and pushed his claws at the moment when his elder brother, the king of the year, fell off the cliff. Falling, secondly, he used the same trick to frame Simba, and Simba gritted his teeth and jumped up to defeat him. The little heart is full of shock and the joy of the final victory of justice.
I went home during the winter vacation of my freshman year. I bought a special dish and tasted it slowly at home. I just started to study alone and live an independent life. I saw Simba came to the prairie alone when he was frustrated and helpless, looking up at the stars in the dark, the lion Dad showed up, giving strength and encouragement, calm and steady, making people feel at ease.
The memory is beautiful, and the strength and warmth she brings us even more.
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