Anne of Green Gables - A Strange Wind Encounter



    Take a comment on IMDb about the movie Anne of Green Gables and apply it to this lovely book, which means that any girl who grows up, if possible, wishes to live like Anne Shirley, has stylish musketeers like Diana Barry, and know a joe like Gilbert Blythe. 

    I love all that's in this book. featuring how to get to that enough little Prince Edward Island; being overwhelmed by the lake that sparkles brightly in the sun walking the joyous White Road lined with cool flowers, or rushing through the Haunted Forest. L.M. Montgomery has created a pictorial, brilliant, and beautiful world in her books. The splendid decor with flowers, gutters, and mountains will attract any anthology, indeed the most finical. I love the way Anne looks at the nature around her; it's the most tender, dearest look. The true beauty of nature along with Anne's extraordinary imagination has made the words flash into the most pictorial, various filmland in the mind of the anthology. A world for children, flying and signaling in the colors of wind, shadows, trees, and leaves. 

    When it comes to Anne, she's an orphan girl with messy red hair, pathetic thin but with foamy eyes like stars and a mouth that does not stop drooling, so cute that it's hard to forget once you've met her. It feels like meeting Anne is like meeting a strange wind, a cool but not mellow wind, explosively embracing us, pulling us around and spinning around with it, dancing the cotillion of love for life. She has a magical inner strength. Her heart must be filled with hot love. Only Anne could see, oh, how warm and give the spring rain is, how lovely the Mayflower is, how beautiful the sun is shining. Anne carries in her a vibrant and bright vitality that's hard for anyone to have. Looking at life through Anne's eyes is feeling the happiness of being alive, being loved, and featuring the most satisfying, the happiest. 

 


    How funny is it when Anne's immature but exorbitantly violent soul makes her fall into silly, funny miscalculations? I can not help but smile when she constantly spoils the cutlet and forgets the housework because she's busy daydreaming with shadows, wandering around with Napoleon and the queen. A stubborn and intolerant girl determined not to let anyone sport her, a little Anne, with her bottomless imagination and extraordinary love, moved me. Anne's growing up process isn't lacking in miscalculations, but with a vibrant but mature soul, Anne has stood establishment against the harshness of life, constantly hankering to conjure and rise to assert herself. That is what makes me love her further than anything. Anne —" a person made of soul, fire, and dew ”. 

    A little girl who always lives with her whole soul, with a loving heart that's always burning with vitality and pure white, as pure as the morning dew. Anne has brought a new, immature, and energetic atmosphere to every corner of Green Gables, helping Matthew and Marilla get relieved of the tedium and constraints of the inflexible rules. the boredom of old life. She changed the total of Green Gables, so that it was no longer horribly silent, but always bursting with horselaugh. Anne's ceaseless chatter, erected by the author's designedly lengthy rulings, is also a lovely quip of the work. No matter how numerous times I read it, I can not get wearied and can not help but wonder how this Anne can suppose and sputter with such a speed of communication. 


    Anne teaches us not only to love life but to be true to ourselves. Happiness can come from the lowest, most simple effects. Life is to know dreams, to desire, not because of fear of failure. It's because of fear of failure that we falter and accept a boring and boring life. Not glorifying life or hiding the contradictions and obstacles, author Montgomery cleverly fitted the most genuine educational assignments on the runner. Ending the runner, saying farewell to little Anne, who has suddenly come a 16- time-old girl, is to smile to close the beautiful nonage period and joyfully drink the fermentation of youth. See you again, Anne, in Avonlea! 


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