A person can have no dreams, but must never be without persistence. Attachment to what should be attached, attachment to desire attachment, in fact, this is also a kind of substantial happiness and satisfaction.
I once took the Zen saying "attachment to attachment itself is also a kind of attachment" as a motto. After watching this film, I have a new definition of "persistence". The power of persistence is like the power of dreams. The driving force of this power gives us the meaning of life and the courage to survive.
The protagonist Clement Matthew's dedication to music made him not give up the right to pursue, and made him rekindle the hope of life. It is music and children that keep him optimistic, open-minded, kind and innocent at all times. As long as he sees the serious and eager faces of the children, and the children's tender and pure singing echoes in his ears, for him, this is an unforgettable life.
From the beginning to the end of the film, my heart has been surging. It's been a long time since I felt so surging. I am fortunate to stop and watch this film at this time, because it gave me inspiration and made me see the way forward again.
At the end of the film, the subtitles read this sentence: Clement Matthews continued to give music lessons to others until his death. Never tried to make a name for himself.
Matthew's diary recorded this sentence: My name is Clement Matthew, a failed musician and an unemployed superintendent.
In fact, I don't think he has failed, he has proudly succeeded. His success lies not in his fame, but in his persistence and never giving up.
As a boarding school superintendent, he did not give up his dream, but infected the children in the "muddy" with his sincerity and dedication to music, so that they could find the direction of life again.
The children of "Bottom of the Pond", their resentment towards the world, their disregard for their family, their disappointment in society, and their confusion about the future, coupled with their distorted will, abnormal demeanor, and bad behavior, are all covered by Matthew's music. Diluted, dissolved, diluted little by little, all that remains is the infinite desire for understanding and freedom.
When Matthew asked Guo Bang what he stole money to buy, Guo Bang replied in a low voice: hot air balloon.
A hot air balloon is an image of freedom; in
class, the children held their cheeks and looked at the clear blue sky outside the window.
The clear sky is an image of freedom; in
a short period of activity, they carefully released one paper airplane after another.
Paper airplanes, that is an image of freedom;
those pieces of music that I practice every day, about night and kites.
Kite, that is the image of freedom.
The cruel and cold boarding school imprisoned the weak body, but could not shackle the free soul. The singing that wafts in the wind takes the children's souls to a distant place, where there is affection, love, understanding, redemption, and their persistent music and freedom.
Dreams always seem so small in front of reality, and only in the realm of consciousness are giants walking freely.
When the dream is cut to pieces by the sharp blade of reality, when we can no longer do anything, no matter how unwilling or unwilling, we can only surrender and give up.
Now I am no longer bound by those vain and flashy dreams. Even if the dream cannot be realized, at least I still have the power to stick to words, just like Matthew used his sincerity and persistence to stick to music.
On the road to reality, Matthew's dream of becoming a musician is getting farther and farther, but he still insists on his own music creation, and has harvested countless heart tremors. His vigorous hands are not holding the vain desolation, but the sincere and pure hearts of the children.
When Matthew was fired and left, the paper planes flying all over the sky, the tender handwriting of the children, the songs that touched the heart, and the deepest touching time and time again, was enough for him to spend the rest of the time to cherish and commemorate.
At the end of the story, Matthew took Pepino away. Pepino, who waited persistently every Saturday, finally waited for the day when he left with a smile.
"This is really a movie that makes people cry with joy, it created a new concept of French cinema - sunny emotional film. Without violence, stars, action, murder and commercial elements, "The Spring of the Cattle Class" has become the favorite of countless filmmakers. Chicken soup for the soul." The
film has ended, the children's singing is still echoing in my ears, and my inner surging is still surging.
I think I can know what choice I should make at the crossroads. I can temporarily give up my dream of being a writer and director, but that definitely doesn't mean giving up my obsession with words.
Now, I firmly believe in one truth: in the face of cruel reality, dreams can be abandoned, and perseverance is persistent.
Volant au vent A kite flying in the air/Ne t'arrête pas please don't stop/Vers la mer fly to the sea/Haut dans les airs float to the sky/Un enfant te voit A child is watching you/Voyage insolent Travel/Troubles enivrants intoxicating whirls/Amours innocentes innocent love/Suivent ta voie follow your path/Volant au vent kites flying in the air/Ne t'arrête pas please don't stop/Vers la mer fly over the sea/ Haut dans les airs to the sky/Un enfant te voit a child is watching you na/Et dans la tourmente in the storm/Tes ailes triomphantes you raised your wings/N'oublie pas de revenir don't forget to come back/Vers moi back by my side
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