I am not afraid of you.
My name is Michelle, how about you?
Philip, get up, get out of here, are
you my guardian angel?
Another story about a wheat field.
Are wheat fields a mirror image of childhood? Is there always innocence and evil beneath the golden beauty?
Michel finds Philip imprisoned in a small hole in the wheat field, and that the thin blond boy is the only child kidnapped from a wealthy family in Lombardy by the adults of his village, among them the adults. including their own parents.
My parents still cook potatoes and go to the market to buy clothes, but they also take turns with the adults in the village to "visit" the poor child.
In the cold adult world, only the language of two boys is warm.
"Are you my guardian angel?
I don't know what a guardian angel is, I'm Michelle."
Is he a guardian angel? To feed him the sandwiches he stole from home, take off his clothes and put him on, carry him out of the hole, let him see the bright sunshine and the bright wheat fields again, in order to save him, he was shot and wounded in the end. The person who accidentally hurt him was his own father.
This novel was the last one I read in high school.
Because the cover is a splendid wheat field, and two children holding hands, so I bought it.
I spent the whole summer looking for this movie and finally finished it tonight.
Both the novel and the movie feel beautiful, with a beautiful and familiar childhood. The children were playing in the wheat fields, the two boys were laughing and laughing under the sky, and Michelle and her sister were trembling on their bicycles as they passed the path full of flowers.
The boy playing Michelle has a pair of very pure eyes and a very beautiful smile. He spread his arms on the bicycle like an eagle flying in the sky, like a nursery rhyme we are about to forget.
The film ends with a different content from the novel. Michelle, whose leg was injured, was carried out by her father, who was in tears. And Philip did not run far, staying not far from Michelle. The light of the rescue helicopter lit up the night, and a gust of wind ruffled Philip's soft blonde hair and flying ears of wheat.
When Michelle woke up, what he saw was a smiling Philip. They stretched out their hands, and in the gale, Philip slowly approached him.
In the soft sound of the violin, Michelle's smile finally emerged.
This is the story of two children.
It is also a story about children and adults, innocence and evil.
Perhaps the adult world is not so dark. But we always depend on childhood.
Relying on those clear eyes, on the gentle and childish words, on the dreamy wheat fields.
Rely on the guardian angel in the heart.
With him, maybe there will be no fear, maybe it will move forward.
I am not afraid of you.
IO NON HO PAURA
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