It all started in 1815, with Napoleon's shocking defeat at Waterloo
No one cared that an unlucky girl studying abroad 200 years later traveled through the south of France and met a vicious hard-working prisoner who had just been released on parole after 19 years in prison...
Junoan originally thought that he could live a pastoral life, but he never expected that together with Jean Valjean, he would change countless false names and identities throughout his life, and the two gangsters would be on the run.
Finally she said: "You are Jean Valjean", and he nodded: "You are Juno Ann"
French giant wolfdog x Chinese pastoral cat
Old husband and young wife, 25 years age difference
A super long and slow novel, an immersive experience of the 19th century Western world
Please follow the heroine to collect "marginal people" from society
Historical background, literary works with comprehensive contemporary background
Friends who have never come across the original novel need not feel burdened, this story has no threshold.
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Literary copywriting:
"A rose by any other name would sm ell as sweet." - Shakespeare
"In me a tiger sniffs the rose." ——Poet Sassoon
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Juno was sitting in the shade of the garden. She fell on the chair and flipped through Jean Valjean's reading notes and saw these two lines of poetry.
Unexpectedly, he was still a literary... Er... Middle-aged man. She moved her eyes and looked at the strong man who was plowing diligently in the yard. Gee, this body is suitable for hoeing the earth.
She just got cabbage and peanut seeds from Phillip, so be sure not to waste them. Junoan put down the book and walked over to supervise the work.
Jean Valjean saw her coming and asked, "Do you want to try it?" He raised his hoe.
Junoan took it and tried it, then immediately returned it. Only a fool takes the initiative to do manual labor. She bent down to see how he was doing.
Jean Valjean saw that her hair looked like a piece of black satin in the sunlight. He suddenly felt moved and reached out to pick a red rose from the flowerbed next to her. When she straightened up, he inserted it into the bun next to her ear.
"Don't move, it looks good." Just as Junoan's hand was about to touch, he stopped him.
He held her shoulders and smiled.
Then he leaned over her neck and sniffed, "There is a flower... I think she tamed me..." He looked at her with gray-blue eyes and said seriously.
Junoan looked at the man in front of him. His temples had turned gray and fine lines had formed at the corners of his eyes. Where is the little prince here? She smiled, "You are not young anymore, Mr. Mayor."
"You can't be the little prince, but you can be the tiger that sniffs the roses." Junoan held his face and pressed it gently against him.
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"Les Misérables" musical French concept version lyrics:
La lumière est dans le coeur des hommes,
Light is in people's hearts,
Mais s'épuise de bruler pour personne,
It will not burn up because of anyone,
Aimez-vous pour vaincreate les ténèbres,
You have to love each other to get out of the darkness,
Tant qu'il y aura partout orgueil, ignorance et misère,
As long as there is arrogance, ignorance and misery in the world,
La lumière, au matin de justice,
Light, in the fair morning,
Puisse enfin décapiter nos vices,
Sins will eventually be forgiven.
Original intention: to lead the French people to take the road of socialism
Mission: Build a beautiful countryside from scratch
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