Noah's Ark forever

A great flood is coming, and various animals, led by lions, are preparing to board Noah's Ark. The weevil father and son Dave and Finney were denied boarding the Ark because they were not on the list. The clever and capable father and son disguise themselves as prairie hunting cats on the ark, and at the same time meet the powerful and lonely hunting cat mother and daughter Heizer and Leah.

Curious if the flood was really coming, Leah the Cat Hunter ran to the deck to watch as they were chased off the ship by the guards. The flood came, the boat drove away, and two vultures stared at the two little ones, trying to eat them. During their escape, Finney and Leah meet two new friends, Whale and Hermit Crab, and they team up to avoid enemy attacks again and again, flee to the top, and become true friends in the midst of suffering. At the same time, their father Dave and mother Hazel, in order to make the ship turn around to save the child, joined forces on the ship to fight with the strong lion captain, and finally the child was successfully saved.

This is the content of the movie "Noah's Ark Crusoe", and after many years, the tense and moving plot is still vividly remembered. This film educated me and made me deeply feel the great father's and mother's love. I also felt that Dave and Hazel were like our mom and dad, preferring to give up everything and save their children at great risk. When I saw them jumping into the flood desperately to save their children, my heart was clenched. They love their children more than their own lives, and aren't our moms and dads like that?

My father was a city migrant worker, working very hard, and was responsible for sending me to school and school every day, and sending me to learn the piano on weekends. My mother always came home from work with me, played with me all the time, taught me to read, sang nursery rhymes, tutored me with my homework, and made me very happy every day, although I did not have a companion, but never felt lonely. My father was very strict and not good at expressing himself, but my mother would listen to me quietly when I was troubled, and patiently enlighten me, comfort me, and solve my problems, although I was often arrogant and arrogant, and I might not be able to listen to it.

Before, I always thought that my father was too strict and my mother was too annoying to see my parents' love for me. I remember one night, because I was addicted to video games, my academic performance declined, and my parents were very angry and criticized me fiercely. Angry, I slammed the door and ran to the roof alone to sulk. During this time, I saw my father looking for me on the roof of the building, but I still hid from him, and I heard my mother anxiously calling my name and calling me over and over again, but I still sat quietly and thought about life. It wasn't until late at night, when the lights were out, that I pushed open the door when I was cold and scared. I thought that I would be greeted by a storm, but I did not expect that they were not too harsh, but a surprise like a loss. I don't know how much of a shock my impulses have brought to them, but I understand that I have traumatized them in a cruel way, and my selfishness is not worthy of their collection of thousands of favors. I realized, from now on, that I would never be willful again!

Father's love is wordless, mother's love is selfless, what parent does not love their children more than themselves? For this affection that blood is thicker than water, this love that is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea, shouldn't I be grateful and cherish it? Where there are parents, there is a home, and home is my eternal Noah's Ark.