Peter Pan

Author: Barry
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Publish Date: 2006-10-01
Features: There is a place where every child can fly to, but only adults cannot find it; There is a truth that every life slowly ages, but only Peter Pan never grows up. James Barrie's centennial classic! If you dream of Peter Pan, you can learn to fly! Peter Pan, the boy who never grew up, is arguably Disney's number one icon. He is Disney's earliest handsome character and a household name in animated form. Even more remarkable is that he never ages in sequels, because he always lives in the dream world of Neverland. The price of growing up is losing the innocence of childhood, but Peter Pan is a boy who always defends innocence. The story of Peter Pan is a fairy tale that almost every child in the world is familiar with, and Peter Pan is an idol of heroes in children's hearts. The most exciting part of the story is undoubtedly the fierce confrontation between Peter Pan and Captain Hook. This story even attracted the great director Spielberg, and Peter Pan is the only fairy tale that the great director Spielberg chose to adapt into a live-action film. Peter Pan comes from the dreamland of children's dreams, "Neverland," and possesses all the characteristics common to little boys: afraid of school, enthusiastic about adventure, innocent, and fearless. One night, Peter Pan flew into Mr. Darling's house, taking Wendy, John, and Michael to "Neverland." There, they encountered fierce animals, primitive tribes called "Red Indians," terrifying pirates, gentle fairies, and mermaids. The children lived a carefree yet thrilling life there. One day, a few children were captured by the fierce and cunning Captain Hook, who wanted to drown them by making them walk the plank. In the nick of time, Peter Pan bravely stepped forward, leading the children in a desperate battle against Captain Hook. Later, the children who returned home gradually grew up, Wendy also became a mother, and all the stories they had experienced gradually faded into oblivion. They even began to doubt if they were real. However, it didn't end there. On a spring night, the little Peter Pan with his baby teeth flew back again. The next day, the first thing Peter did was measure Wendy, John, and Michael's heights and find each of them a tree with a hollow. You remember how Captain Hook once mocked the boys, thinking they were foolish enough to need their own trees. In reality, it was just his ignorance. Unless your tree fits your size, it's very difficult to climb up and down. And no two boys have the exact same height. As long as the size matches, you can take a breath and descend at the right speed. When climbing back up, you take turns inhaling and exhaling, twisting your body as you go. Of course, once you master this movement, you don't even need to think about it while doing it—it looks nothing but perfect. But first, you must have a size that fits the tree hole. Peter measures you for trees with the care of tailoring; the only difference is that the clothes are cut to fit you, while here, you must fit the tree. It's usually easy to do, just like when your clothes are too big or too small. But if you have any protruding parts or if the only tree that fits you looks odd, Peter has to think of a way to make it work. Once it fits, you must be extra careful to maintain that size. Wendy was delighted to discover this, so she made sure the whole family kept their sizes in check. Wendy and Michael fit their trees right away, but John had to be adjusted. After a few days of practice, they could go up and down like a well's bucket. How much they loved their underground home now, especially Wendy. It had a big room, and if you wanted to fish, you could dig a hole in the ground. There grew colorful mushrooms that served as seats. A dream tree tried to grow in the center of the room, but every morning they chopped its trunk level with the ground. By afternoon tea time, it would grow to two feet tall, so they placed a door on top of it, turning it into a table. After meals, they chopped the trunk again to make more space to play. In the room, there was a big fire, and you could light it anywhere. Wendy strung clothes to dry over the fire. During the day, the beds were folded against the wall, but at half past six in the evening, they were lowered, almost taking up half the room. All the boys, except Michael, slept on top of them, like sardines in a can. There was also a strict rule: no turning around until someone gave the command to turn, at which point everyone turned simultaneously. Michael should have followed this rule too, but Wendy was expecting a baby, and since he was the youngest, you know how women are—anyway, he was hung in a basket. It was rough and simple, but the teddy bears in the underground house weren't much better under the same conditions. However, there was also a hollow in the wall, no bigger than a birdcage, which was Tinker Bell's room. It had a small curtain that, when drawn, separated it from the rest of the house. Tinker Bell was the most particular, always drawing the curtain when she was dressing or undressing. Most women, no matter how much, couldn't have a more delicate room like this.