At the beginning of the movie, I don't like my dad. I feel like he's projecting his own dreams onto children, even if it's about challenging people's stereotypes. I admire my father's courage to challenge the world and his spirit of chasing dreams, but I don't agree with his practice of taking children as his continuation. Gibran said, your children are not your children / but the children that life desires for itself / they come through you, but not from you / they are with you, but they do not belong to you. I have always felt that a child is an independent individual.
I don't know the background of the film, maybe it's hard for Indian women to get the chance to change their fate, and the path my father chose was the best path under the circumstances. Thinking that Lang Lang and Jay Chou also experienced this kind of dark childhood, I don't know whether the current popular concept of "letting children have a happy childhood" is correct. After all, people are fragile, let alone children. Ordinary children are always playful, and it is difficult to have the tenacity to insist on doing one thing. In most cases, talent and happiness always go hand in hand.
There is a classmate who writes very beautifully. But she herself said that when she was a child, her mother forced her to practice calligraphy, and she was not allowed to go downstairs to play if she could not finish writing. When the words were finished, the children went home. I don't know how she felt when the teacher praised her for her good handwriting many times. I think if it was my own child, I wouldn't want to force her or him to do something like this, even if I thought it would be very beneficial to him or her. Regardless of whether the so-called talent is really helpful to the child's future, I don't want to let the child think of one thing when the emotions are conflicted and oppressed childhood memories. I wish I could offer him or her choices without being demanding. I don't want to use my parent's authority to pressure him or her to do something. After all, life is a marathon.
However, I do not deny that this pain in exchange for the achievement is proud. When my sister won the national championship, I was also moved to tears and felt that the previous efforts were worth it. Sometimes, nothing is lost. Behind the achievement of higher than others must be more effort, whether this effort is made actively or passively.
Another thing that impressed me more was the change after my sister entered the national training center. She no longer strictly adheres to the dietary rules of not eating greasy and spicy food, no longer trains hard, and loves beauty, and has long hair. I can probably imagine the temptation to go to a new world in a life of strict constraints. I feel that this is life. What's more, there is a misunderstanding or excuse that "this is scientific training". Sometimes, a comfortable environment can really kill a person's will. When indulging in it, the efforts and desires of the past also seem so far away. But in fact, I don't feel like I have the right to enjoy this comfort.
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