Life is a garden if it passes in harmony with nature, living creatures including man, king of nature. Asya, a sixteen years old heroine of the film, lived with her sisters in such a garden. To be more exact - in paradise. If she cried, those tears were tears of love to a young man, if she was afraid of thunderstorm or a goblin from her grandmother's fairy tales. In the rest of the time she enjoyed happiness. At down, fascists' planes appeared in the sky and killed Asya. And not only her, but also young children, old men. Asya's love and her future unborn babies, cats and dogs, bees, ants, birds, faith in kindness and the God. But there is hope that man is a reasonable and life-loving human being. And hope must not die with Asya's death. It is just necessary to remind people, that they still have a chance to survive. The film is about it. It is optimistic and tragic at the same time.—Alex Khamraev