When talking about war, people always naively talk about the good and evil of human nature. And the hope of family and love in the flames of war.
If you try to organize the above central idea into a sentence, you will find that it appears in almost every film review related to war, and when people look at something in such a consistent way, they are often far from the truth. Anything that can be said in one word often occupies an insignificant position in the life course of the speaker.
We who are far away from war, apart from the great glory and correctness of what we are talking about, are humanity and compassion. In the final analysis, it is still a matter of "it doesn't matter if you don't understand it thoroughly."
I have to say that in middle school education, the teachers who always let us summarize the core ideas actually did a harmful thing.
Perhaps this kind of education has at least stifled a considerable part of the empathy in people's hearts, and it has also made us lose the ability to understand the unknown in the long and narrow path of life.
To be superlative is to live like an ant on a basketball, always thinking that this is a flat ground with no end.
In my memory, the most glorious image of the young soldier is Ms. Sagara in "All Metal Panic". His life far away from the world, beyond the mobility and survivability of his peers, makes me more People with such a pathetic identity replied with admiration and curiosity. Of course, a two-dimensional work for teenagers has the limitation of being too simple and brisk.
As time goes by, the once-off comedy can no longer satisfy my curiosity about the battlefield, nor can it arouse my compassion. So that I forgot that I had such a strong curiosity about the story of the warrior, and the degree of preference turned to be acceptable in the general sense.
Whether war is used in the form of brave and fearless heroes, or focusing on responsibility and responsibility, or used to make people cherish peace, or even describe the love and affection in war, it is not the closest way to our real life. We are just doing it for you. The emotions of others are surging with blood and tears-it is the touch of others.
However, putting the child on the battlefield, there is no innocence in his eyes, how exciting it will be, and how unacceptable it will be.
Things like this happen every day. We watched baby corpses curled up on the beach, and we watched Syrian children attach numbers to their bodies because they can’t recognize their names.
In places where wars are raging, the people who lose their lives are just a bunch of numbers, and a boy, in the fire of fighting, is regarded as a pair of hands that can hold a gun.
The Agu family living in the armistice zone is kind and generous. The optimistic and humorous father allocates his land to refugees to live in. The compassionate mother always prays extremely sincerely in the church.
The elder brother who seemed to only care about his hairstyle and muscles, punished his younger brother with a face, but wrapped him in a blanket and watched him dance a "life-death" dance.
And the imaginative Agu is a ghostly elf. He took down the TV shell at home and let his friends perform through the void, in order to sell this imaginary TV to the AU peacekeeping forces in exchange for food.
However, government forces and rebels accused each other of being rebels. The conflict was on the verge of breaking out, and the armistice zone could not guarantee peace in the end.
The men in the town decided to stay to protect their property and land, so they sent the women and children away. However, Agu was unable to leave with his mother because of the heavy traffic. When government troops appeared in the armistice zone, his father and brother were killed one after another in just a few minutes, leaving only Agu's creeping back.
The child fled into the jungle, but met the real rebels. These blue-green forests were actually a guerrilla of political power. After agreeing to the request of the guerrilla commander to join as a juvenile soldier, Agu escaped and was killed. The fate of even being eaten.
The smile disappeared on the face of the child who was less than ten years old, and it failed to appear at the end of the whole movie.
In the long war, Africa's ignorance and backwardness and the atmosphere of fighting for some reason rushed to my face. I have echoed many times in my heart the expectation of letting Agu out of the sea of suffering. However, the story line cruelly stretched the distance between compassion and reality, and the cry in my heart became weaker.
When Agu killed someone for the first time, the knife happened to fall on the captive's head. A location that I had not seen in the film and television work made me shudder. The man exposed his bones, Agu’s immature hands and The body was completely weak, but he couldn't do a single knife to end the suffering of the slain. When the "comrade-in-arms" little partner Hercules also drew out the mountain knife and slashed, countless hands raised and dropped the knife, and finally smashed Agu. Brought to hell, and Agu is no longer a little boy, but a little boy who can shoot.
He did not shed tears after the murder, nor did he have any desire to escape, he just vomited on the side of the road. He told God that he was right to do this, and I can't think of how to evaluate it, but if it is wrong, it will be the child who will die. The child means hope. The most difficult thing for mankind to decide is to punish a child.
He did not have the struggle that the audience expected, the refusal that the audience expected, and he did not use the beautiful innocence expected by the audience to overcome cruelty. He just lowered his eyebrows and looked more like an adult, accepting the lifestyle that fate gave him, knowing that he couldn't bear it. .
In countless battles, countless people I knew died. Especially after the death of a Hercules as big as him, the half-old Agu was tired.
He could not bear the huge soul trauma with his short body. He sat in the jungle for a long time looking at the sun and meditated: if I could stretch out my hands and hold it in my hands, I would hold it tightly, and the world would become a piece Darkness, this hellish scene can no longer be seen by people.
The guerrillas, exhausted of ammunition and food, walked out of the forest to disarm the UN peacekeeping forces. When Agu came out, a beam of light stopped for a long time on his dilapidated face. The peacekeeping officer with a look of astonishment bought the Agu imagination. The guy on the TV, he couldn't imagine that he saw such a scene. If time goes back, maybe he doesn't want to buy that TV again.
These young soldiers were sent to a guardianship by the sea, and a young woman with a sympathetic and loving face sat in front of Agu, eager to reduce the shadow in his heart by communicating with him.
And Agu’s stern face freezes in the picture, and there is an echo in his mind: She looks like an innocent little girl to me, and I am already an old man, she has not even seen the war with my own eyes, and I have fought. pass.
Yes, this may be the introduction to what I want to say today.
How can human beings spread love to the world with just one or two sentences?
Among the people who have experienced these wars, what they need to understand is definitely not a sentence that is not your fault, let alone the war, because they are already in it, a community of sin and infringement.
Looking at such an innocent adult face, Agu, who is tired in his heart, still speaks:
My heart is full of sorrow. I know you want to help me, but saying it will only make me sadder, and it will make you sadder, I only Want to be like now, do you know? I am very worried about my future.
There is no need for forgiveness, because he, them, and these young soldiers know where these sins and cruelties come from, and the actions and rituals to blame for this crime are meaningless to them.
Only pain will appear in front of him when he is alone. What he needs is the future. Give them the future. All judgments, redress and overthrows are of no value to the people in them.
Compared to Agu's mentality, I was sad and admired.
This world is much naive than a child, so there will be so much unbearable and sadness.
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