女儿每晚听着《小王子》入睡,她已经读过很多遍,又在“懒人听书”里找到了它。本世纪初,她还没出生时,这个故事就以其纯真的美和对大人世界的思考征服了无数像我这样永远长不大的大人,如今它又征服了我的孩子。“小王子最后死了吗?”女儿问。“他只是消失了,像美人鱼变成泡沫一样。”女儿怅然若失地哦了一声,而后沉沉睡去。不知道她是否会梦到小王子仰望的星空,抑或那枝只有四根刺来保护自己的玫瑰花,也许只是那张剖视的蟒蛇图。我记得最清楚的却是小王子所在星球上的猴面包树, She listens to “Little Prince” every night and falls asleep. She has read many times and found it in Lazy Books. At the beginning of this century, when she was not born, the story conquered countless adults like me who never ceased to exist, with its innocent beauty and thinking of an adult world. Now it conquered my child. “Did the little prince die?” Asked her daughter. “He just disappeared, like the mermaid into a bubble. ” Daughters lost a sense of loss, then fell asleep. Do not know if she would dream of the little prince looking at the sky, or that there are only four branches of thorns to protect their own roses, perhaps the only profile that python figure. What I remember most clearly is the baobab tree on the planet of the little prince,