Good night, princes of Maine

Max 2022-03-23 09:01:56

Homer, a child who grew up in an orphanage, had never seen a lobster or the sea, and he wanted to see the outside world. The dean, Dr. Li Zhi, is kind-hearted and takes good care of every child. The children are physically and mentally healthy and live a happy and comfortable life. Especially for Homer, as his own, doubly cherish. From a distance, the orphanage looked like a fairytale castle. At night, there was a little warm light in the window, and a warm and kind voice was telling a bedtime story, and the children listened intently... From a distance, Xinghe Haoyue was embraced in the heart, within reach. Warm and solid, more like a fairytale castle. By chance, Homer left the orphanage and settled in a seaside town. He saw the blue sea, touched gigantic lobsters, unloaded red apples in the fruit-filled garden, and got along with the black workers... Several houses grow on the green grass, with clear eyes and sparse branches and leaves, like playmates, like old friends, simple and warm, warm and down-to-earth. The road stretches between the green forests, sitting side by side on the floating board by the sea, the meadows are high in the sky, the clouds are wide, and the forests are dyed... The turn of summer and autumn is the most beautiful time in the world. The rules of the cider house have never been false. Make your own rules, make your own choices, and take your own responsibilities. Only in this way is a free and useful life. When Homer left, Dr. Li Zhi burst into tears outside the door; when he came back, the children ran and shouted at him... The old nurse told him that the perspective view of the heart that he carried with him was not actually his, but that the dean was afraid of him. The one who was recruited into the army and was secretly replaced... Suddenly burst into tears. Good night, princes of Maine, and kings of New England! The children laughed happily and got into the bed. How can there be such a warm and moving orphanage, it is a fairy tale castle, a magnificent palace. It also has a name, there is always a bright sun. Love is everywhere. Everything, as it happens.

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Extended Reading
  • Orland 2022-03-25 09:01:09

    Grandpa Kane>< So, people, after a circle, will still return to the same place, but the change is only the state of mind. The soundtrack is top notch! !

  • Orland 2022-03-27 09:01:06

    Growing up is a journey to find the law of one's own mind. In the mode of "The Return of the Prodigal Son", Owen's novels condensed too much confusion in the United States after the war.

The Cider House Rules quotes

  • [Mr. Rose is lying in bed, bleeding to death. He's just made Homer and Muddy promise to tell the police he was so upset over his daughter Rose running away that he killed himself]

    Arthur Rose: That's right. That's the truth. I'm just tryin' to put things straight. Sometimes, ya gotta break some rules, to put things straight. Ain't that right, Homer?

    [He looks at Homer who nods with reluctance resignation as he finally accepts this truth]

    Arthur Rose: [Smiling] Good.

    [Then the light leaves his eyes and he's still]

  • [first lines]

    [Opening narration; a couple of snippets of interspersed dialog are omitted]

    Dr. Wilbur Larch: In other parts of the world young men leave home and travel far and wide in search of a promising future. Their journeys are often fueled by dreams of triumphing over evil, finding a great love, or the hopes of fortunes easily made. Here in St. Cloud's not even the decision to get off the train is easily made, for it requires an earlier, more difficult decision - add a child to your life, or leave one behind. The only reason people journey here is for the orphanage.

    Dr. Wilbur Larch: I came as a physician to the abandoned children and unhappily pregnant women. I had hoped to become a hero. But in St. Cloud's there was no such position. In the lonely, sordid world of lost children, there were no heroes to be found. And so I became the caretaker of many, father of none. Well, in a way, there was one. His name was Homer Wells.