At the beginning of the story, the boy silently picked up the beer cans. He seemed to want to stack the beer cans. Adults may wonder why they did this? But if you ask a child, the answer you will probably get is: Because it's fun.
It may be that I have seen too much dog blood. From the very beginning of the plot, I was actually worried in my heart, worried that I would see those dark, incomplete, I don’t know when to start, a story needs ups and downs, so in the hero and heroine. The happiest moment, either the wedding went wrong, or the child was kidnapped. When I first saw the eyes of zucchini, I was afraid, I was afraid that something bad would appear in those eyes. I'm afraid to see my mother fall to the ground, I'm afraid that the policeman is actually an inaction policeman, I'm afraid that the zucchini kite will be blown away while driving, I'm afraid that the orphanage will abuse these children, I'm afraid that Simon will bully Zucchini, I'm afraid that the zucchini kite will be blown away And the beer cans will be lost, afraid that Rosie will leave the orphanage, and even that the children will not understand when they finally leave the orphanage, that the best part of the story will happen when Zucchini and Camille leave the orphanage. Lots of bad things. I was always afraid until I saw the photo of the cover taken by the police for the children. The story reached the most complete moment. I secretly looked at the progress bar. I really enjoyed the consummation of this story, which is ridiculous. The part of the ending song was actually the most reassuring time for me.
There is no blood in the whole story. Even when everyone helps Camille together, it will not make you feel warm. Maybe only young people like it. The whole story is viewed from the perspective of a child, not from the perspective of adults, but only from the perspective of a child It's a bit interesting to think about it carefully.
Simon, from the very beginning when everyone ate together, I felt that this child seemed vaguely lonely, arrogant? Maybe the word is not so accurate, I will definitely know how you got here, sitting and chatting with zucchini on the haystack, to unpacking letters from parents, although Simon has been bullying those children, somehow they are also protecting each other.
I don't want to say what's right or wrong. I just want to say that this is a beautiful story. Maybe France is really unique in telling this kind of story. Either the little prince or the zucchini story. France may be the last country in the world where such a child's work can still be photographed.
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