I attended a dinner party that day, and I unknowingly talked about childhood memories at the dinner table.
For example, some people think of Astro Boy, and some people only remember Huanzhugege.
It's not a special topic, the atmosphere is very relaxed.
When it was my turn, everyone held their breaths, as if invariably expecting me to change my style of painting.
Well, I really lived up to expectations, I said, I remember that when I was a child, I liked watching big! saw! live! people!
In the past, when my grandmother was in the countryside, every evening there was a small truck filled with a bunch of girls in bright clothes and loudspeakers swaggering through the market.
I carried the adults behind my back and secretly followed the car.
Soon I will be able to reach the dam in the center of the township, where a shed is supported by tarpaulins. I hold the change and flexibly drill into it.
I absolutely love that magic.
A girl with minimal clothing was put into a rectangular wooden box, and a hand, a foot, and a head were exposed through several small holes.
After closing the box, a man used two long knives to divide the box into three parts, and the middle part was pulled open from it.
The imagination in my mind is that the woman has already been divided into three sections, but her hands and feet can still move, and when the microphone is extended to that head, she can still greet the audience.
Every time I squatted at the front, propped my chin up and stared at the woman who was "dismembered", no matter how many times I watched it, and how many times I was beaten by my parents after being discovered by my parents, but I still watched tirelessly, every moment. When I arrived, I was still shocked and screamed.
Later I experimented with my grandma's dog and nearly cut it to death. Its tail was wounded and its life was shortened by a section.
After that, my grandmother greeted all the children in the family harshly and forbade any game I initiated.
But I think now, although my grandma hated me, the magician must really like audiences like me.
Not only like me, but also the audience of that era.
They had such a strong curiosity, and looked at it with amazement and reverence, and then burst into fierce applause and applause. Unlike modern people, when they see any magic, they don't look, turn around and go to Baidu, and ask the bottom of the decryption... Maybe there are times in life, when there is no answer, it will be more moving.
Big sawing of living people, when will it start, and it will not be popular?
Is the magician tired, or is the audience tired of watching?
Just like this cartoon "The Magician". A magician who turns rabbits out of hats, walks the rivers and lakes, and performs all over the place. After the audience in this place has watched for a long time, he will go to the next place and surprise the people in that place until they get tired and go to the next place. a place.
Along the way, with the development of the times, people's preferences for stage performances have gradually changed. In the beginning, people with boundless enthusiasm gathered on the rudimentary stage, whistling and cheering incessantly.
In the next place, people learned that there was a magic show and watched it without rushing.
The next place, magic is no longer the main show, there are pretty girls performances, rock musicians are playing deafeningly, the magician is only in the background, silently stuffing the little rabbits walking in the rivers and lakes into the hats, umbrellas and cups that are ready to be transformed. , handkerchiefs, roses tucked into sleeves, collars, pockets...
The backstage is really a lonely place.
The magician waited patiently for himself to play.
But people's enthusiasm and cheers for other performances delayed his performance time and time again. He was afraid of boring his little rabbit, and he took it out again and again. Every time the previous show was about to end, he thought When it was time for him, he put the bunny in again, and every time he delayed, he put the bunny in again...
As always, he adjusted his bow tie and walked gracefully to the front desk. When things changed one by one, the stage The applause was no longer as warm and sincere as before.
Magic has become more mellow, but life adrift is not better. When the magic of changing rabbits gradually lost popularity, his life became increasingly embarrassing and embarrassing.
But he continued to perform.
Because everything from the beginning to the perfection, it must take a person half a lifetime.
Many times, it is not because of the neglect of the outside world that you can easily let go of the deep feelings that have been engraved in your bones that have accompanied you for so many years.
The fleeting years are ruthless, only the human heart is fragile and unwilling to say tired.
Along the way, the magician adopted a little girl.
The little girl thinks that everything can be changed from the hat in the magician, so she always asks the magician to "change" her favorite princess dress, high heels, handbag...
just like when we were young, facing the store When he saw the toy, he held onto it tightly and never let it go. He cried and made a lot of noise, thinking that whether he could get what he liked was just his father’s arbitrary decision, but he didn’t know how the change in his pocket was when we couldn’t see it. , carefully piled up hair by hair.
When I first watched this movie, I hated that little girl very much. I thought she was ignorant and always wanted this and that.
On the other hand, I feel that the magician is too honest, and he has to satisfy everything, making himself so tired.
However, when I saw the magician again, for the little girl's wish, he changed magic during the day, and secretly went to the garage at night to help people wash cars to make money. I suddenly understood one thing. The magician's affection for the little girl is not only out of fatherly love, but more importantly, in this world, when everyone is tired of the trick of turning into a rabbit, there is still one person who is willing to hope and believe, and that is the magician. All reasons to continue this life.
When the little girl becomes a girl, becomes a woman, becomes the wife of another, the magician also grows old. He took the little rabbit to the mountains and released it to nature.
Will the bunny get used to the life in the hat and be reluctant to leave?
No, in this sad time beaten by the rain, it pricked its ears, stood up and looked at the magician who left it, and then looked at the boundless freedom, and then it chose the latter without any attachment.
Just as we used to be so eager to embark on a journey to a foreign country, we never thought about the suffering of our hometown and our relatives.
Still love. Even when I was with my father, I had nothing to say, and when I was with my mother, I always quarreled. Still love, even if you have felt loss, hurt, betrayal, parting. Even though, in the midst of the clamor, he walked away with anger.
However, let's love, at least, don't wait until the magic of the years has changed all the people we love deeply, and then I feel that this play is so lonely.
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