Who can domesticate whom?

Rosalee 2022-03-02 08:01:32

I watched the movie The Fox and the Child twice.
I have always liked this kind of silently audible heartbeat movies.
Simple stories are told quietly, with little to no plot talk. But it hits the heart.
The introduction said that it was adapted from "The Little Prince", so I was curious and wanted to know how they domesticated each other.
I was surprised when the little girl appeared, not a boy but a little girl, then not the little prince.
Maybe girls are more likely to be attracted by the gods of nature, and it is easier to communicate with small animals.
Looking at the development of the plot, I know that it is not adapted from "The Little Prince", but it is inspired by "The Little Prince".

The scenery is very beautiful, some of the scenery is very similar to the side of Tianchi Lake in Xinjiang, but it is more beautiful than the forest next to Tianchi Lake.
There are more broad grasslands in the forest. When the sun shines from the top of the forest, the light fog formed is really beautiful.
When winter comes, when everything is covered with snow, it does not feel as simple as being wrapped in silver, but gorgeous and gorgeous in white.
The music of the movie is also very beautiful. It blends seamlessly with the beautiful scenery, making people feel relaxed and happy, and linger.
Just like the beauty and elegance that I experienced every year when I watched the Vienna New Year's Concert on TV more than ten years ago, it is touching.
Everything is to my liking. landscape. music. The girl walks into nature's love for foxes.
No one else, no shotgun intervention to separate them.

This child, she really loves foxes. The smile on her face was so sweet, and her eyes sparkled with pure brilliance.
There is no adult care and alert. In her eyes, the fox is just a small animal she loves.
Perhaps only children can really get close to nature and the heart of animals.
There are also some groups of people who dedicate their lives to the natural world and make friends with animals and plants.
They spend most of their lives photographing animals, learning about their lives, and getting up close and personal with them.
I've seen a lot of TV shows like that, but I don't know if I watched them on Animal World.
Those who wear khaki clothes deal with animals all year round in the African grasslands and deserts.
That kind of investment is not something ordinary people can do, only those who have a persistent love in their hearts can do it.
Only they can give up the prosperity of the world, not bystanders of nature, but part of nature.

Since she met the fox, the little girl went to the forest to look for it every day, hoping to see the fox again and tame it.
Finally, she saw the fox. The fox was wary at first, but then gradually approached the girl and became friends.
It takes girls on adventures in the forest, playing together and attaching to each other.

However, every certain time, the fox will leave, and the girl always wants to be close.
At first, I was a little disappointed when I saw her baiting the fox with food on a rope.
I wish she would just put the food directly on the ground.
Later, when the fox began to trust her and approached her, she once said "this is your collar".
And put it around the fox's neck and tied a rope. That is, I am very disappointed.
Originally thought that someone else would destroy their relationship, but it was the girl herself.
I couldn't help but say to her, love is not like this, love is not possession, you will lose it by doing so.
Sure enough, the little fox was very panicked and broke free from the rope and ran away.
The girl was holding the spool of thread, feeling lost, not knowing why.
She just wanted to get a little closer to the fox and wanted it to be her own.

I thought the fox was on guard, realizing that the girl was just a dangerous human being just like everyone else.
Unexpectedly, it appeared in front of the girl's house the next day. I was surprised, didn't expect it to go to girls.
I thought it had stopped trusting girls.
The girl happily led the fox to her attic and closed the door, wanting to play with it.
At that time, in the claustrophobic space, it realized the fear of losing the wild, and began to rampage in the small space.
When it saw the light from the window, it rushed over, the glass shattered, and the fox fell to the ground motionless.
The girl sadly carried the fox into the forest, begging it not to die like this, but to come back to life.
But the fox could not hear her call, and finally she left in despair.
When she was infinitely lonely and walked alone in the woods, she turned around and saw the figure of a fox.
Turns out it wasn't dead.

However, it is no longer her fox. She knew that she had lost its trust, that love was not possession.
She still often went to the forest to look for it, but she was not as disappointed as when she had not seen it before.
Seeing or not seeing is the same satisfaction, as long as she knows where the fox is in the forest.
Love is an attraction, giving and appreciation, not possession and restraint, not accusation and restriction.
Not trying to change anything, but liking him the way he was.

The fox said to the little prince, I cannot play with you, I have not been domesticated by you.
The little prince did not know what domestication meant. Fox said that this is something long forgotten.
It means building relationships. You have domesticated him, and you are responsible for him.
Perhaps, everyone wants to domesticate others and be domesticated by others.
However, once a relationship is established, one often cannot help but want to possess and impose wishes on others.
When others accept it, they feel loved and privileged. is a happy person.
Gradually, the original attachment becomes a bondage, thinking that love is the reason for everything.
In fact, love does not confer all privileges, and when you try to possess and control, you start to lose it.
It is best to give each other space, treat each other with love and appreciation, be attached but not dependent, and give but not take too much.
Because if the other party also loves, they will naturally give, otherwise asking will only make people disgusted and become more stingy.

For a long time, I forgot that love satisfies that kind of mood in love.
Begin to ask for returns, weigh up the pros and cons, and weigh the right and the wrong. When you don't get the corresponding reward, you feel unwilling and unfair.
This movie made me face the feeling of love for the first time, which is the feeling of "waiting for you in the rain, it doesn't matter whether you come or not".
It is the state of "love is satisfied in love". Although there will be a little loneliness, but I feel full, not lonely.
That kind of love comes from the heart, not someone who gave it, so it can't be easily taken away.
Like in the play, when the fox finally left his sight and never appeared again, the little girl was not disappointed and was still in love.
When the little girl is an adult, when she reminisces, she still misses her so deeply and is full of affection.
Because the fox and the happiness it brought back then will always be in my memory and in my heart.

But what attracts me most about this movie is not the truth in it, it is just too new to me.
What I love is the joy of being alone in the movie, the quiet hustle and bustle of the woods. own secret.


When I enjoyed the film again, I couldn't help but record all the monologues of the girls in the film.
Like a beautiful lyrical prose, it tells a memory that belongs only to her and the fox.

My story started suddenly, right on my way to school. I still remember well, I was just ten years old at the time.
The first time I saw a fox so close, it didn't see me, it just sat there and I looked at it.
I think, my heart is broken, it is so beautiful. For a moment, I thought I could touch it.
I'm sure I'll see it again where I first met. I decided I'd tame it, this fox.
I didn't know it at the time, and that's how I started my big adventure.

Autumn is here and I haven't found my fox yet.
Outings have become more and more interesting for me.
Since seeing the fox, the forest has become more and more mysterious.
One night, I suddenly felt how small I was compared to nature.
I learned to read, write, and arithmetic. But I can't find the trail of the fox.
It's right there right in front of my eyes!

The snow was like enchanted fine powder, and everything became clear.
Rabbits, fawns, and wild boar prints. And that, right in front of me... the footprints of my fox.

Who is the little painter of the snow? Step by step through the forest, the little hand answered me.
Jumping, jumping, jumping, it's a bunny. Climbing, crawling, crawling, it is a hedgehog.
The branches are one, two, three, and crows travel through the forest. The fourth is good manners, the little wild boar that stays here.
Step by step through the forest, who is the little snow painter? Step by step through the forest, the little hand answered me.
Lively and lovely nature, the forest and grass are dancing. Take off your soles and heels, and dance as much as you like.
(This is the song Lila sang as she walked on the snow.)

Following the fox's footsteps, I moved forward slowly.
It would run back to the same place many times, and it seemed that it kept changing its mind.

Step by step through the forest, who is the little snow painter? Step by step through the forest, the little hand answered me.
Walk through the cold snow and follow the trail of the fox. Did you see this footprint? Hurry up and cover, the wolf is coming!
(Lila continues to sing. Suddenly, she falls and sprains her foot.)

I spent the winter in the house. I thought it was lost forever.
Mom and Dad gave me a book about foxes, and I can recite them by heart.
I began to think that I was a fox. Gradually, I became a fox walking in the snow.

I have always liked winter, but for my fox, every day is unknown.
The book always says: Survive, or be eaten by others.
Every day I say: Be brave, fox, we will meet again.
I still remember how the foxes howled at each other on winter nights. It's surprisingly cold outside.
Winter is over and it's their love season.

People say their lives are full of dance and struggle.
Their cry is like the singing of a witch on a broom.
I have not forgotten my fox, between the shadows and the stars, its kingdom.
Spring is not far away, but I still miss my fox. In this area, fox hunting began.
Poisons, traps, weapons, everything was used.

After being grounded for two months, I was free again. I was ecstatic. Once again embarked on an outing to find foxes.
Dad showed me some fox dens and I couldn't get too close. Foxes don't like people being too close to their house.
All I found were empty or plugged nests. The war between foxes and men will never end.

My fox was here and I found it again, how happy I am!
After hearing its sound, I still want to see it. My fox turned out to be a little princess, and it just gave birth to a little fox.
She took her own children and hid them elsewhere. It senses me. Why can't I just be careful.
She certainly won't be able to go very far with the baby, so I climbed the beech tree to look around.
I've seen it, I just have to be patient.
When I was about to lose my patience, an idea suddenly appeared, and it was also an idea brought by a small four-legged animal.
If my buns attract hedgehogs, then foxes are no problem.

Several days passed and my little fox didn't reappear.
To make it not forget me, I go back to Beech every day.
Then let it see that I'm still there, and I'm still there waiting for it.
I've had no news of it for two weeks and I'm so frustrated. I beg this old tree to keep its eyes open.
This grandpa tree can see everything clearly, but they are not very talkative.

I took a big step forward and I can follow it!
I don't even know where it's taking me. It doesn't matter, I can never lose it again.
(She followed the fox deep into the woods and met a brown bear. The brown bear didn't hurt her and left.)
This big brown bear has not been seen in years, I'm so lucky! But I've never been with my parents said this.
I am more and more eager to see it again. Fortunately, it will be summer vacation soon, and I have become more patient.
Sometimes it takes days before I see it again. But I'm happy to wait for it.
Gradually, it also brought me closer. I haven't been able to touch it yet, not once.
I haven't tried it either.

This incredible little fox, how beautiful he was sitting there.
As if it never left.
Adventures in the forest with it are great fun. What an adventure.
Sometimes it also stops and waits for me because I don't run as fast as it does.
For small children, this place is off-limits.
It never occurred to me that foxes can get emotional, I think they are very cute.
Suddenly, I thought of a name that fits it, Nelly.
The name Nelly sounds very interesting, and it is also suitable for such a bad-tempered guy.

(It was raining, and the little girl followed the fox to a cave.)
what! You are here too. How did you know? Did you know it was going to rain soon?
How did you know? It's not your first time here, is it? How many such mysterious places do you know?

As punishment for this outing, I had to stay at home for a week.
My parents are worried about me. I just think of Nelly, and my mind is full of its shadows.
I reminisce about the time we spent together and I can't wait to see it again.
Nelly, you haven't forgotten me, and I haven't forgotten you. Haven't seen you for too long.
Yes I know. I just love looking at you. I thought, what would it like?
Does it like to come here and play with me too? Is the world in its eyes the same world I see?
It is always alert and looks around from time to time. The movement of its ears is interesting.
Every time I feel at some point, it's going to go away, and it doesn't take long for it to disappear.
And I don't know if I'll see my little fox again.
But it's there, happier than it looks.
We had so much fun together and had a great time.
The baby fox accepted me quickly and it was awesome. Summer just slipped away without you noticing.

I'm so lucky, I feel like we've become friends.
When it looked at me, it was so close, it welcomed me so warmly.
I can feel its happiness when it looks at me. And I also feel like I'm starting to really understand it.
It's my secret.

Nelly, look, don't be afraid, it's a fire.
Let's play winter, now it's snowing, you snuggle up beside me to keep warm. Like it?
Now that we are in the fairy tale kingdom, we have to find a place to live.
That's the wall, that's our home, that's my chair, that's the door, understand? welcome.
Stand still and look, this is your collar. It looks so pretty.
Let's play this, I'll go pick mushrooms and you'll be here waiting for me. Great, now you can't get away with it.
Come over here or I'll never play with you again. (The fox breaks free from the rope in a panic and runs away.)
It's annoying that he always runs away halfway through the game. I always have to wait for it to come back.
I always wish it was more obedient.

(The fox was in the girl's room, panicked when he couldn't find his way out, so he broke through the window and fell out like he was dead.)
I beg you, Nelly, don't do this. I now how to do? I will never force you to do things you don't want to do again.
You pick the game.
(Seeing the fox alive in desperation.)
I was relieved that it was fine. (But he looked at her, no more trust in his eyes, and ran away.)

At that moment, I understood why the fox always ran away when he saw us.
At that moment, I understood why the foxes always ran away when they saw us.
They have long known that we cannot truly be friends.
Should I explain it to him, or go home and wait? I confuse love with possessiveness.
Time passed, and when I returned to the forest, I called her and he sometimes answered me.
Sometimes he didn't answer me, and I waited and searched. Yet I never saw him again.
Maybe he understood something, maybe he didn't want to see me again. Or the forest is calling him.
But from that day on, I deeply believe that the fox also knows what love means.

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