believe in fairy tales

Golden 2022-03-22 09:02:23

When I was a child, I had a thick coloring-page fairy tale book. I read it many times over and over. The cover of the book was ragged, revealing the color of the brown paper shell in the middle. The pages often fell out.

But there are two stories in it. After reading it once, I can't bear to read it again. Every time I turn to that page, I always jump over. One is "Charlotte's Web" and the other is "Prince of Tears". I thought there should be incompleteness and pain in fairy tales. Death, no matter what it preaches, is always unacceptable to me at that age.

Check out Charlotte's Web when you have time. A spider, keeping its promises and understanding the meaning of "humility". Have we long forgotten the definition of "friend"? Even the mouse who "forgets about profits" seems to be much more sincere than people.

"Humble", the last word Charlotte Weaver wrote.

Fairy tales are written by adults for children, but tell children that fairy tales are not true.

Sometimes I hope that fairy tales are more real than reality, so that the world will be more pure and beautiful.








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Charlotte's Web quotes

  • [Templeton is being chased by two crows and finding shelter inside a tin can]

    Templeton: The rat... is not... uh, uh, enjoying this! All this for slop? The rat is desperate. The rat is trapped. The rat needs to stop calling himself "the rat".

  • Wilbur: [about Charlotte] She's dying! She can't go home with us. So I need you to help me take her egg sac with us.

    Templeton: Did you say "eggs"?

    Wilbur: It's an egg *sac*, and it's right up there, and it has her children in it. And I can't just leave it here. What if something happened to them? Now, I can't reach it, so I need you to get it for me. And I need you to do it *now*!

    Templeton: I don't think I like your tone.

    Wilbur: Can't you just once in your life think of someone other than yourself?

    Templeton: Once? Once?

    Wilbur: Come on.

    Templeton: No, *you* come on! Who got his hindquarters pecked to make you "radiant," huh? Templeton, that's who. And who interrupted the gorging of a lifetime so you could be "humble"? Why, I think it was... Templeton! Templeton, Templeton, Tem-ple-ton! And do I get thanked? No! Well, has it ever occurred to you that even a rat might like a little appreciation? A little, dare I say, *love*?

    Wilbur: Do it and you'll get dibs on my slop for the rest of my life.

    Templeton: Done.