Movies from 17 years ago are just as wonderful now. In the process of watching the movie, I was surprised that my childishness and innocence had been unknowingly eliminated. The protagonist Peter Pan is a child who will never grow up, living on Sanssouci with a group of children who also do not want to grow up. Soaring through the sky and experiencing such bizarre adventures, he is a fearless little hero in the eyes of children.
Maybe after I fell into a dream, a greedy elf quietly descended on my pillow, and then stole the original richness and sensibility in my mind, like a mosquito sucking blood. Knowing that rituals are exchanged, it left me a lot of worldliness. and rational. Because my evaluation of Peter Pan is "abductor" and "bear boy" only. Romantic naive fantasy and age are often inversely proportional. The ticking crocodile, which is a symbol of time, is chasing after us. I believe many people feel the same. I seem to be the villain captain in the movie, trying to destroy all childlike innocence and innocence. Even when I saw everyone shouting "I believe in fairies", I thought "Uh... well." But I don't regret growing up at all.
Is one's life just for fun? I can't imagine. Poor Peter Pan, he was doomed to not have a full life. His refusal to grow up means that he rejects the joys and sorrows of the world, the transformation that growth brings to us, and the emotions that only adults can experience. When Wendy questioned her father's bravery, her mother replied:
There are many different kinds of courage in the world. There is a kind of courage to think about the family first. Although your father never held a sword, thank goodness he never fired a gun either. But he sacrificed for the family...and put many dreams aside. He put his dreams in a drawer and waited until the dead of night to look at them. But giving up on dreams is not so easy. He did it. "
I think this may be the reason why Wendy didn't decide to stay on Sanssouci. She wanted to realize the sacrifice and responsibility of the so-called adult. Although it is painful for children, how can there be no pain to set off the beautiful joy of love? Wendy has a rigid father and a gentle mother, and fantasizes about adventurous younger brothers. This may be the portrayal of many families. This is an ordinary but great family.
We reject grief, fear pain, fear despair, thinking that growth brings them, but we don't know that it is these that make people grow, and it is the richness of emotions that shapes us. Peter Pan doesn't feel love because he's just a kid and he can do like the list is not love. Compared with liking, love is too complicated. There are joy and resentment, obsession and letting go, consideration and impulse... Children's feelings are always simple and beautiful, so they can't love, can't hate, and can't understand to love-hate. We cannot have both. Growth is doomed to us to lose something, but on the other hand, we will also gain love and courage because of growth. Not the kind of courage to fight the dragon with a sword, but the courage to love family and friends, willing to sacrifice and be responsible.
It's not something we're born with, it's not in our DNA, it's an emotion and a mission that we've built up in the makeup we've grown up with. Wendy is different from Peter Pan, she knows her responsibilities, she knows she has to grow up. Even the happy and carefree Peter Pan will have a lonely look on his face. Only when we grow up will we be complete...
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