One runs the risk of crying a bit, if one allows oneself to be tamed...
Though I have not the flower, but I do have the fox and I tamed him, love him forever. 🦊 He is on that star, smiling at me. And I'd like to look up the sky and laugh. That star always makes me laugh becos of my smiling fox. And I, meself have that star and the fox on it. #2020044
你是我的玫瑰你是我的花你是我的爱人是我的牵挂
Stars twinkle in the widest sky opposite our desert. Just like all our sorrows, happinesses, loves, childishnesses, persistences, memories, etc. are buried in the endless solitude of our own. When you look up into the sky, they don’t speak, but they are all there.
One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed...
As an adult, other than some of the conspicous points made on different type of people/planets, it is impossible to see what this book really means to young kids (mine at grade 3). I find it hard to explain the wierd 'taming' relationship between the Prince and the rose in the fox chapter.