_The Little Prince_ is a clear book, as clear as the water. It’s writes for adults, teenagers and children. It is a book about life and the lives of the fable. As the book said, the water on the heart is beneficial. And _Little Prince_ can make people feel warm and fresh.
The story is about a boy. He lives on a small planet. He is the only person of the planet. He is a lonely prince. Fortunately, a beautiful rose came in his life. They loved each other. But a little argument separated them. He left the planet which he lives, starts traveling. He went to many planets and met many different people. He likes to watch the sunset when he was sad. He found that people wanted happiness, but always pushed away happiness rudely.
At last, he understood how to love each other. Love and life is a very
important thing. He is very regret. He wanted to return to the planet which he lives. But he didn’t know the road. He chose to drank snake venom end his life because he thought it will be able to cast off his bulky body to go back.
Every time, when I read _The Little Prince_, I always moved about it. In real life, we often busy in the whole day, such as a fly without soul. The passage of time, childhood away, we grew up and took away a lot of memories, but we also have an oasis in the heart.
Because ‘The Little Prince’ story, we live in quiet, the heart has a hope and love, have touched on the responsibility of the life.
Once when I was six years old, I saw a magnificent picture in a book,called True Stories from Nature, about the primeval forest. It was a picture of a boa constrictor in the act of swallowing an animal. Here is a copy of the drawing.
In the book it said:_ Boa constrictors swallow their prey whole, without chewing it. After that they are not able to move, and they sleep through the six months that they need for digestion._
I pondered deeply, then, over the adventures of the jungle. And after some work with a colored pencil I succeeded in making my first drowing,My Drawing Number One. It looked like this:
I showed my masterpiece to the grown-ups, and asked them whether the drawing frightened them.
But they answered:_Frighten? Why should any one be frightened by a hat?_
My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting an elephant. But since the grown-ups were not able to understand it, I made another drawing: I drew the inside of the boa constrictor,so that the grown-ups could see it clearly. They always need to have things explained. My Drawing Number Two looked like this:
The grown-ups response,this time, was to adviseme to lay aside my drawing of boa constrictors,whether from the inside or the outside and devote myself instead to geography, history, arithmetic and grammar. That is why, at the age of six, I gave up what might have been a magnificent career as a painter. I had been disheartened by the failure of my Drawing Number One and my Drawing Number Two. Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it si tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.
So then I chose another profession, and learned to pilot airplanes.
I have flown a little over all parts of the world:and it is ture that geography has been very useful to me. At a glance I can distinguish China from Arizona. If one gets lost in the night,such knowledge is valuable.
In the course of this life I have had a great many encounters with a great many people who have been concerned with matters of consequence. I have lived a great deal among grown-ups. I have seen them intimately, close at hand. And hasn't much improved my opinion of them.
Whenever Imet one of them who seemed to me at all clearsighted, I tried the experiment of showing him my Drowing Number One. which I have always kept. I would try to find out, so, if this was a person of true understanding. But, whoever it was, he ,or she, would always say:
_That is a hat._
Then I would never talkto that people about boa constrictors, or primeval forest, or stars. I would bring myself down to his level. I would talk to him about bridge, and golf, and politics, and neckties. And the grown-ups would be greatly pleased to have met such a sensible man.
Despite I’ve not in my childhood yet, I still prefer reading fairy-tale stories. the tales, which acpany with me in my old days, often make me think of some precious experience and sensation which only belong to children. This summer I’ve review this kind of tale, which was published in 1940. It’s the world-famous fairy-tale by the French author, Antoine de St-Exupery, The Little Prince. As many other fairy-tales, the outline of The Little Prince is not very plex. “I”, the narrator of the story, is a pilot whose plane has something wrong and lands in the Sahara. In this occasion, the pilot makes the acquaintance of the little prince, a little boy from another planet, the Asteroid B612. The little prince has escaped from his tiny planet, because he has some quarrel with a rose, which grows on his planet. In that case he left his own planet and took an exploration at some neighbor asteroids. On his all-alone journey, the little prince meets different kinds of people, which includes a king, a conceited man, a tippler, a businessman, a lamplighter and a geographer. From these people he gets a conclusion that the grown-ups are very odd. Following the instruction of the geographer, he descends in the Sahara, on the earth. Traveling on the earth, the little prince, who sees a garden of five-thousand roses, is overe with astonishment and sadness, as he considers his rose is unique in the universe before. At that time a fox appears. The fox, who tell the little prince about the meaning of the word “tame”, bees his new friend. At the time to say farewell, the fox makes him know that his rose is unique because she is his rose and tamed by him. From that the little prince begins to treasure friendship and be responsible to his rose.
I bought _the little prince_ during the holiday and never had time to read it. After reading the other books for two days, I picked up the little prince, and after reading it, I was lost in thought.
The little prince is a very simple and kind boy. He can ignore his precious life in pursuit of the truth and beauty of life. Everyone agrees with what they think is important. What is important to the adults is to go to work, to travel... But for the little prince, the important thing is to take care of his roses, to clear the saplings of the baobabs, to clean the holes in the small volcanoes, and to take care of every life.
I am happy for the purity and goodness of the little prince, and now people have been blinded by other things. Reading this book, I understand a truth many people do not know: the essence is something that cannot be seen by the eye, only the heart can see clearly.
At first, the author told me in a somewhat sarcastic tone that the adults seemed to only understand the numeral language. For children, there is no significant number; for adults, it is the most important language. The little prince I saw is written by France. I like the two sentences in the book. One is children. They often give great tolerance to adults. I think this little prince and inquisitive spirit about it! Just as a child asks what it is, if a child does not say a child, he will always ask, because children give adults a lot of tolerance and patience, so they are willing to wait for the answer to the adult. The exception is the mysterious place of tears. A beautiful sentence, which is sad, sad and touching, has been described as beautiful and hazy. Its really lovely.
The book refers to the little prince who has gone to many planets. It is sad to have a king, an arrogant man, a drunkard, a businessman, a geologist, and a light man, and it seems to be satirize all kinds of adults. But there is also a derogatory praise, the story also mentions the dedication, even love, I think this is a story book.
Finish the story, finish the whole look, even read it again, I have a very two ends of the feeling, one end is sad, the sentimental of parting is out of the heart from the bottom of the heart; the other end is happy is happy, this is the later feeling, this book is very good!
In a quiet and desperate life, he is far from the crowd, and the sun goes down to find the source of all decadence. It is a dusty paradise. Fortunately we have a story about the little prince, sad but perfect, the little prince's sadness is pure love; Perfection is because of love and expectation.
Because of the little prince's story, we have the expectation and tenderness in the quiet life, and have the emotional and the responsibility of domestication.
_I would be the angel that you love in the fairy tale, open your hands to be the wings to protect you_ is what kind of _understanding_, _commitment_ to love? But who really believes in the perfection of a fairy tale? If you really want to believe it, you're probably just _seeing the joy that you can see._ Grown-ups, perhaps still following the children, told the fairy tales, in fact, it was early to understand that _everything in fairy tales is deceitful_. Life has little to do with the benefits of individuality. It is just that we live to find the good for our lives. We all used to be a child, the in the mind only the desire of the simple and plain state of mind, we've obsessed with toys of the self, even if it were worn out, for us, it is still no substitute, because it is close to grow together with us before. Yes, our hearts and adults are so different. Our previous sadness for a lost cat, we for the blossom of a flower infinite joy, we can also be for the sake of a beautiful and chic thrilled with the butterfly, for us, this is important.
At the moment we have grown up, everything is not so simple and plain in our eyes, we will for the things of a feather mung bean jealousness borne, will be to the fame of the humble.
_The eye can't see anything, so it applies to the mind._
