little Prince

Chapter 8

On the fifth day, still because of the sheep, the little prince told me some secrets about him.After serious thinking, he seemed to come to some conclusion, and he suddenly asked me: "If a lamb eats small bushes, it also eats flowers?"

"It eats what it encounters."

"And what about thorns? What's the use of thorns?"

I don't know how to answer, I was busy fixing my engine at that time.There was a serious breakdown of the plane, and the water was almost gone. I was worried that I would be trapped in the desert, and I was very anxious.

"What's the use of a flower's thorns?"

The little prince asked again. If the question he raised was not answered, he would keep asking it.But now, this broken screw made me very angry, so I casually replied, "It's useless, it's just a bad performance of flowers."

"Oh." The little prince was silent for a while. "I don't believe it. Flowers are young and innocent. They are always fragile. They need to protect themselves. With thorns, they can prevent themselves from being hurt."

I didn't speak. At that time, I didn't pay attention to what the little prince said. I just thought about this broken screw, and thought that if it couldn't be repaired, I would smash it with a hammer.

At this time the little prince said again: "But you think flowers are bad..."

"Okay, forget it, I don't think anything, I answer you casually, I have serious things to do."

The little prince looked at me in surprise and asked, "Seriously?"

He looked at me with a hammer in my hand, oily hands, lying on top of something that looked ugly to him.

"Why do you speak like those grown-ups?"

After I heard this sentence, I was a little embarrassed.The little prince said sharply again: "You can't tell everything apart, you mix everything up!"

He looked angry, shaking his head, his blond hair blowing in the wind.

"I was once on a planet inhabited by a red-faced gentleman who never smelled a flower, never saw a star. He liked nothing, and did nothing but calculate accounts. He Also saying 'I have business' all the time. He's hardly a human, he's a mushroom!"

"What is it?"

"mushroom!"

The little prince turned pale with anger.

"For a long time, flowers have thorns, and sheep have eaten flowers. Isn't it important to find out why flowers grow thorns? Isn't it important to find out why sheep eat flowers? Isn't this more important than the accounts of that big fat red-faced Mr. Wouldn't it matter if I knew the only flower in the world, only on my planet and nowhere else, and it was eaten by a lamb?"

His face began to turn red, "If someone falls in love with the only flower on a billion planets, he will feel happy when he looks at these stars. If this flower is eaten by sheep, it will be a blessing for him Say it's as if all the stars are dimmed. Doesn't that matter?"

He began to cry, unable to speak.As the sky slowly darkened, I put down the tools in my hand.I have left everything behind, and now a little prince needs comfort, I hold him in my arms and shake him, "The flower you love is not in danger, the lamb I drew for you has a Cover, I will draw another armor for your flower. Then it will be safe."

I don't know what to say, I'm too clumsy to know how to comfort him.Hey, what an incomprehensible mood.

(End of this chapter)