My favourite hero (Ñî÷èíåíèÿ ÅÃÝ àíãëèéñêèé ÿçûê)

Everyone, in my opinion, should have a favorite hero for himself. It can be a character in a literary work, perhaps a writer, poet, actor or any outstanding person. You equal him, imitate him in every possible way, remember phrases when they are told, etc. That is, it is one that at one time produced on you an unforgettable and very deep and strong impression that left a mark in your memory. My favorite hero for me undoubtedly should be kind, understanding other people who act correctly and decently not only in relation to themselves, but also to those around them. For him, honor is above all. Such an ideal of an honest person exists not only for me. Without the above qualities, there would be no love, no friendship, no mutual understanding between people.

And I like this quality in a person, like his principledness, honesty, openness and kindness.

One of my favorite literary heroes is not a strong man with huge muscles, but just a little boy, very lonely and therefore so touching. You probably guessed that this is the main character of the fairy tale Little Prince, who wrote a French writer and pilot Antoine de Saint Exupery. His hero, this unprotected child, lived alone on a small tiny planet whose size was equal to a simple house. Every morning he was engaged in cleaning this very planet, he weeded out seeds of baobab plants. He very carefully looked after a beautiful rose, grown up as a miracle from a seed. But the flower constantly offends the little prince with his causticism, he is always capricious. And one day the boy decides to leave the rose and go on a journey to other planets. Where he had not been, but everywhere he was not left feeling alone, for all he was a stranger. During his journey he met many: the king, boasting of his superiority and beauty, and a drunkard, constantly drinking with only one purpose, to forget how ashamed he is to do it. On his way the kid met a business man, he did not have enough time to live, as he kept busy counting some unnecessary numbers. Then he got acquainted with a scientist who had not seen anything because of the books he had read.

The boy was very surprised by all he saw, especially lonely and unhappy people and their useless pursuits. He wanted and very much wanted to find friends for himself, and in toga it turned out that he became completely alone. He returned to his home planet, where he began to water and protect his rose from the wind and realized that there is no better place than this. Here he could help and share a piece of his small, but very gentle and kind heart. He loved this prickly flower, because he felt responsible for it. What attracts me to this hero? He became responsible for the one whom he had tamed.