Edward, Prince of Scissors, he shouldn't be afraid of the cold, since he likes to write poems on ice cubes and turn them into snowflakes all over the sky.
Where do snowflakes come from? Little girls are curious.
Snowflakes are a message of love from Edward the Prince of Scissors - so overwhelming and so glittering.
He's a true artist, unworldly, brilliant, and above all, he has a deep, melancholic love. He was born in loneliness, spent perhaps the most unforgettable years in this life in the hustle and bustle, and then returned to loneliness again - but this loneliness should be both happy and painful - otherwise, why does the sky fall every year? snowflakes?
He was born with a melancholy face, a pale face and deep, lonely eyes, his lips pursed tightly, and he often showed an expression of fright.
How can there be such a fairy tale? in the mortal world.
People wear colorful clothes, live in colorful houses, imagine every day, wake up from reality every day. How can they feel the slightest fairy tale color? —until our Edward came to them.
Edward had no hands, his hand was a pair of cold scissors.
And the scissors can also be warm -
can prune plants into cute dinosaurs, pandas. The puppies can be put on new fur clothes. It can also restore the luster to women's hair. What a warm and noble name Edward is, he was originally the prince born in the fairy tale castle, a prince with artistic temperament.
Princes can only live in fairy tales, and artists are always alone.
And how much of us in the mortal world can truly face the nobleness of princes and the madness of artists?
Can you have a normal heart to treat him? Don't be utilitarian, don't be narrow-minded, don't be ironic, and don't be indifferent.
Scissorhands made him have a distance from people, just like the distance between artists and mortals. In fact, he longs for closeness, for real hugs and kisses, but who can understand his loneliness and loneliness? Will you take advantage, or will you be afraid of his scissorhands? Will you mock him? Like satire on a real poet?
But people still rejected him after all, because fairy tales are originally illusory. A prince can only belong to his lonely castle forever, and an artist can only express his desire and passion for love in his heart.
So, every year it snows in the sky and snowflakes flutter. Seeing that winter is coming, when will the snow fall this year? Who would remember then, Edward, our Prince of Scissors?
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