Why do I think this red ladybug is lonely? First, because he was angry with a big fly with only red eyes, he was chased and fled, but he hit a stone and broke his wings. The possibility of living together with the same kind, and at the same time, he cannot own and enjoy the sky. I think he might even feel like he's no longer an insect. He's lonely, he's lost touch with his parents, and he doesn't get to hang out with ladybugs like him. Second, he is a dreaming ladybug. Children who love to dream are often lonely, because children who are not lonely always like to make their dreams come true. In the film, the little ladybug is bathed in the yellowish sunlight in a dream, there are wild flowers, weeds, and flying butterflies, bees, he is like other ladybugs on a grape (maybe) , sucked up the sweet juice. However, after waking up from the dream, he opened his eyes, turned around, turned around, and silently endured the loneliness. He can only have short-lived poetry in his dreams. Third, being alone will make you brave. After the ladybug grew wings, it unknowingly returned to the place where he was ridiculed and chased by the red flies. There, there was a little ladybug who had also just learned to fly. He bravely went over and collided with the flies. They, using a fart to cause their anger, and using their wits to make flies collide with headlights. I think, whether it's in the real world or in movies, or in books, lonely people are often brave, whether it's because of the same bullying they've been through, or because of their magnificent inner world, or because they want to get some psychological attention, The starting point is to be brave and stand up. So there's nothing shameful about the Lone Ladybug, and he's something I admire. Fourth, what I like very much is that the little ladybug likes to look at the moon. He and the leading ant have looked up at the moon for several nights. The moon is so big, so bright, so round, so quiet and quiet. It hangs in the sky, the film does not hesitate to give time to this scene, and the music is quiet here, and even stops abruptly. Look at the moon, what a lonely thing, how romantic. Seriously, who would look up at the night sky and the moon these days? We are too busy, in fact, we are filling up our time and not letting ourselves feel lonely. This is a modern disease. This kind of loneliness is the deepest loneliness, and we dare not face the loneliness of loneliness. Fifth, if I can become a ladybug one day, without speaking, I will just fly around the wild flowers and weeds, by the pond. Raise your wings and lie down silently On a rock, with a hint of laziness and caution, looking up at the moon, and falling asleep as the moon rises higher and bigger, should be a wonderful thing. It's beautiful because I don't speak.
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