Watching this movie really made me cry.
How can we heal the pain and move on? Perhaps a self-imposed exile would be useful.
The father gave his son a gun, the mother was busy with research and hobbies and neglected to take care of it, and the old rifle accidentally jammed... This happened, causing varying degrees of damage to everyone. The disappearance of the child is like a huge hole in the heart, like a train heading into the distance, and the people who are left can only stand in place and watch.
When the great pain hits without warning, how should we face it? The father didn't know, he chose to vent his anger and grief at the goat; the mother didn't know, she still subconsciously felt that her child was still there, and gradually approached the remaining children with cautious clumsiness; the sister didn't know how many tears she shed in private, But the next day, I was still arguing about everything about "Miss America" at home, but I would feel sorry for the bloody mouth of the hairy child, take it to relax, put it down, and save it. My sister is the one who needs to be the least worried. The moment it happened, it grew up, accompanied by blood and tears; and the ten-year-old sparrow chose to self-exile.
"The Cassava Card is no longer gnawing on the iron barrel, and it starts catching fireflies again. Like before, it seems to accept the fact that it has lost its little master. Maybe one day, I can catch fireflies again."
When an accident happens, it just happens, and we can move forward hand in hand and keep walking. It's still a story that never ends.
You also have to believe that you can just take the cowboy hat from your father's head.
"Do you want to stay here or go (go home)?"
"walk home)."
The strange journey goes round and round, and the way back in life is always home.
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