Spent two hours today watching the film "Stalingrad". It is necessary to strike while the iron is hot, to work and work.
Is it true that the older one grows, the easier it is to be moved, or to be more precise. This is a foreign film, a film from the former Soviet Union. At present, it is directly associated with the mid-1990s in the world, about junior high school. I saw one of the few blockbusters "Red Cherry" ("RED CHERRY"). That film is said to be based on Zhu Min and changed according to historical facts. Guo Keyu, who plays Chu Chu, walked down the stairs wearing a cloak in the cold winter of dozens of degrees below zero. After being taken in by the Allied Red Cross, he used a fiery red charcoal fire wood. Great, it takes a lot of courage and unstoppable determination and belief to resolutely turn your back under the fascist eagle emblem; "black messenger" Luo Xiaoman, at a young age, shoots prisoners of war with slingshots to resist Fascists, who lost their lives in the end; and those Soviets who fought back against fascists in their own way after being occupied by the enemy, moved people to live hard and defend the dignity of their motherland. . . Basically these three episodes are unforgettable to this day. Oh, there is also a Chinese-language film "Red River Valley" that also starts with a red letter and also has foreigners that impressed me. This time is in the mid-to-late 1990s, and it is probably a blockbuster in high school. It is this film that makes me hate the British people who caused the war so much that I have never been more abhorrent! At that time, I was amazed at why I had such strong emotions. I watched so many anti-Japanese war movies before, but I didn't have such deep anger! Tranquility, who plays Danzhu, the beautiful and willful daughter of the headman, was arrested and held in a small hill. The British used this to force Tibetans to take pictures. The fearless Danzhu sang like a fairy, so melodious, so affectionate, so beautiful! The Tibetans sang along with them, also facing death without fear. Finally, Danzhu smiled and threw a cannonball at the gunpowder pile. With a loud noise, the fire engulfed the entire hill. . . The British army rushed to the ancient castle on the mountain. Only the Tibetan youth Gesang, who had saved his life for the British army reporter Gurman, was still alive. He was holding the dead girl he loved dearly, Xue Er, in his arms. Dawa. He took out the lighter that Gurman had given him from his arms, flicked it lightly, and fired a flame. Then, Gesang gently threw the lighter to Gurman, and he wanted to return this gift to the Englishman who was not only ungrateful but also avenged. Gurman's almost sad eyes didn't have time to disperse, and the fire was everywhere! The gasoline everywhere was ignited by fire, and all the grudges were swallowed up in an instant. Unable to defend one's homeland and relatives, only to perish with distant enemies and let death resolve this deep sorrow. The raging flame seemed to be burning hard at the moment. . . Up to now, after more than ten or twenty years, this picture seems to be as clear as before...
I want to talk about one of the German officers, a captain with a stubble face, Peter Kahn, thin enough to MAN, won the Iron Cross, and was born in a Prussian nobility. An officer known as a hero, the best officer in the colonel's eyes, was somewhat disdainful of fighting the Russians on a battlefield far from his homeland. Think they only shoot black guns and fight not for victory, but for revenge. How can a brutal war of aggression be protected by a sense of justice? His spirit rested on a Russian woman, Martha, who looked very similar to her deceased wife. She had a delicate face, a clear outline, fair skin, and even her hairstyle was the same curly and shoulder-length short hair. He was hopelessly infatuated with Martha, almost treating her as his beloved wife. At the moment when things are extremely scarce, she will be given some food from time to time, which is probably the most scarce and scarce material in wartime. When he saw that the food he had brought was eaten by other Russian civilians, he did not say anything, but quietly came to Martha's room, told her that it was for her, alone; and stood Outside the curtain of her door, she said loudly to other Russian civilians that if anyone came to rob her, she would definitely be welcome. With the further development of the war, the situation became more and more unfavorable for Germany, and Kahn's combat pressure was increasing, but he was a little slack in the war here, and he lacked fighting spirit. Finally, he vented his anger on Martha and possessed her. Afterwards, he sat beside the bed with a deep expression, and slowly said what was on his mind: "I came here to fight, but you turned me into a beast." Is reality testing his belief, or war? changed him? When the German colonel learned of this, he was very annoyed. Based on Kahn's excellent combat ability, he ignored it, but the price was for him to take back the house guarded by a small number of Russian soldiers. Kahn was very dissatisfied with the practice of shooting black guns, and was full of hatred for the house. He understood the importance of completing this task. Due to the failure of artillery and the sabotage of soldiers, he did not launch a general attack for a while. The German High Command ordered them to clear the war zone as soon as possible, and the civilians in the war zone were evacuated in large numbers, not knowing where they would be distributed and perished. In order to protect Martha, Kahn shouted Martha's name beside the mighty marching army of civilians, then drove a motorcycle directly, rushed forward from the crowd, and let the surrounding people desperately hammer him with their hands and arms. , hit him. Hearing her call, Martha didn't get in immediately when his motorcycle stopped in front of her. She could see that she was a little hesitant, whether to follow him and be spurned by her compatriots, or go with everyone to suffer. die? The instinct for survival eventually took hold, and she got on a motorcycle. Now, at the last moment, how? Keep her safe? Not being able to take it with him, he thought of the fire tower, a place that neither Russians nor Germans would go (for unknown reasons). With a submachine gun on his back, he took Martha alone, walked through the ruins, and took her to the fire tower carefully and quickly. He squatted in front of Martha, and said to him affectionately and solemnly: "Just stay here, don't go anywhere, I'll be back soon." Tears welled up in his eyes, he was extremely reluctant to part, and he couldn't rest assured. , but the current situation that was broken in his brows did not allow him to stay for more time. I believe it's her inseparable look and deep love for her wife. What the future will be like, no one is fully sure except for the hard work. I don't know when the next time I will see such a peaceful scene will be. . . His expression with a forced smile in bitterness is sad to see, not a taste. However, war is war, and no one knows what will happen in the next second. Just as he was leaving the fire tower and was checking the situation under a brick wall, the door opened and Martha stood at the door with one hand on the doorknob and asked him, "Wait~!" Kahn turned his head, anxious He asked her, "What's the matter?", and then he couldn't wait to ask her to "go back, go back quickly". Martha stared at Kahn like a naive child and said, "Will you come back?" Before Kahn could answer, a Russian soldier who was waiting in the opposite house with a machine gun aimed at the Germans pulled the trigger. He pulled the trigger and shot Martha in the forehead with the phrase "fascist slut". Martha didn't even cry, she didn't feel pain, she fell down weakly with her big beautiful eyes, her curly hair waving gently in the wind. . . Seeing this scene, Kahn's eyes were full of despair, disbelief, and inexhaustible grief. Time seemed to freeze at that second. How heartbreaking was that! ! Losing a close relative, losing the last sustenance... Kahn also fell to the ground weakly. From that moment on, the flame of anger in his heart burned to the extreme, and he wanted revenge, just like the Russians. When the firepower of the German backup arrived, he ordered the soldiers to attack the house with artillery and take the lead. The soldiers advanced under the cover of tanks and ended the battle in a short time. There were fewer and fewer Russian soldiers guarding the house. Finally, Kahn finally found the officer guarding the house. The old and new hatreds were added together. The two shot at each other mercilessly at the same time, and both fell down. . If it weren't for war, if it weren't for the fundamental standpoint of the enemy and us, these two outstanding soldiers would definitely become good friends with deep friendship and rare confidants who cherish each other. Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world, only consequences and results. The consequences are both lost, and the result is that the two can only meet in heaven and have a good time. war Is it scary? How many innocent lives have passed away, how many parents' hearts and souls have sacrificed their lives for the country and the head of state. It's easy to die, but what about the living?
Thinking back to Martha, who didn't have a few lines in this film, how should people evaluate her situation? Some might say that she is a controversial figure, BLABLA, is it actually? She is only a generation of women, and she does not have any big ambitions. When the war is not long, she just wants to live, the simple and most basic will to survive. There is a man with a good character who will take care of her attentively, not hurt her, tell her his story, what indestructible reason does she have to refuse? Even if it was an enemy, even a German officer, she did not do anything to hurt her motherland, nor did she betray her motherland, but she could live carefully under his protection, and there was no reason to accuse her. In the face of the hostility and ridicule of her compatriots, her heart is also painful, but what can she do? So later, after learning about his story, she even fell in love with the German officer, and when fetching water was risking her life, she washed the stains on his cuffs for him. At that moment, Kahn said, "You look like a fine German or French woman when you don't talk like this." The words were full of admiration. On weekdays, she must be a delicate woman. She believed in Kahn, but why did she come out and ask her again in the end? It was this simple question that made Kahn's hard work to protect him in vain, and he couldn't smile anymore. I think she was just full of uncertainty and just wanted a clear word to give herself the courage to wait. She doesn't know where her tomorrow will be, she doesn't know the next second, whether she can live safely without Kahn by her side, she is just like a little girl, a little scared, look at Kahn one more time, and get more Some sure. I thought maybe dying in such a situation would be a relief too. In the case of unaware and fearless of death, leaving suddenly is really the best ending. If she can get out of her body and follow Kahn to Germany, in a foreign land, in a fascist country, in a land that invades her own motherland, will she have a smooth life, and will her spiritual suffering go hand in hand, even with Kahn? Consistent pity? To put it another way, this is a time of war, and Kahn is not loving her, but loving her and protecting her through her almost identical appearance to his wife, through a deep love for his wife. If it was in a peaceful era, could she be a substitute with peace of mind, and accept this love that really does not belong to her so openly? Hateful war overwhelms everything, let the cruel sacrifice be exchanged for new life. . .
The next thing I can't help but mention is a woman who runs through the film, a woman, Kaja. At the beginning, she was only eighteen years old, and she looked like a malnourished little boy, wearing a dark gray turban like Islam (only her hair was wrapped, and it was a bit like a big scarf around her hair). After looking at it for a while, I finally determined that she was indeed a fake daughter. This girl did not live with other surviving compatriots, but always lived in her own home calmly, even though the home had been destroyed by cannon fodder and lost its original appearance and changed beyond recognition, but she was still very calm in her room. Covered with a towel to sleep, walking through the room with bullets and cannon fodder at any time, using a kettle to wash your face by the sink in the bathroom, and even watering the plants in the withered flowerpots, what a precious and limited amount of water... It seems that the objects in the room have only changed in appearance, and the rest are still the same as they were. What kind of woman with a strong heart is this? Watching my compatriots leave in front of me one by one, I am afraid that the tragic scene will never be mentioned or played back, but I am still willing and determined to stay at my home, never thinking of leaving, only I want to simply live in my old house. The reason is very simple. I feel at home and feel at ease. Here are her streets, her stairs, and her city. A person who has no fear or surprise about death and is already numb, it doesn't make much difference where he lives, it only depends on where he feels comfortable. When a pair of Russian soldiers came to the house, expressing great concern for her staying behind and urgently asking her to leave this dangerous place, she smiled and refused. This is her home, she is very nostalgic, she doesn't go anywhere, just stays at home. Home is always the warmest harbor. Even if relatives, familiar friends, and neighbors have all gone to heaven, it will never be lively again, but the warmth, the warmth of the past, has always been there.
When she was being puzzled by her fellow soldiers about how she survived when the Germans occupied the house, her aggrieved eyes made people feel like bleeding. The sadness of being misunderstood is just like Ling Chi, which makes people feel like a knife. Just imagine, a young man who is constantly waiting in his own homeland will be suspected of being reasonable but cruel when the stray bullet will hit him at the moment when the bullets are not in order. so terrible. But even so, with tears rolling in my eyes, I have to persevere, for my own perseverance. When you and I in life encounter some kind of indescribable suspicion or grievance, can you have this tolerant and persevering heart to stand up to the silent attacks from all directions? Do you have the courage to stand up bravely like Kaja, even though your uncomfortable teeth are chattering, still say to everyone in a bright voice, if you have any questions, you can ask me, I will tell you the details, but you should ask. I don't want to be misunderstood by our defenders. You can shoot at me, shoot at me! Kaja ran back to her room with tears in her eyes. Belyakov, a veteran, was ordered to console Kaja. He sat side by side with Kaja, like a kind elder, a friend who could be completely trusted, like a father, telling Kaja about his family, his wife, that he had never mentioned to others. Kaja slept peacefully on Belyakov's lap. Before going to bed, she said mischievously that she was not sinking at all. What a lovely little girl!
She is a woman who loves life. One of the officers who guarded the house, Alexander Nikiforov, with a hard-eyed gaze, was a famous tenor at the time, but now, because of his anger at Fascism, he remained silent for six months without saying a word. When Kaja bandaged his wound, he unabashedly expressed his love for his songs and his family (mother and sister). Nikiforov was trembling in his heart when he told this with joy, and his little performance made his compatriots so love and brought them so much joy! At the same time, it also brought him unparalleled affirmation and comfort. To be sure, this has seriously enhanced his determination and fighting spirit for this battle. He couldn't help holding Kaja's hand and kissed the back of her hand affectionately. Such warm moments may be common in peaceful times; when war is raging and one may be dead in the next second, it is like a fire in a winter night, illuminating and warming people's hearts at once, it can be said that there is no death. Sorry. . . This is how Kaja brought the boiling little universe to everyone without hesitation.
The five soldiers guarding the house were full of pity for Kaja. In order to celebrate her birthday, five big men worked hard. Not only food was prepared, but candles were put on the cans. In order to prevent the candles from being blown by the wind, the drum was carefully pasted with cardboard and hugged around the food. . . At that moment, the eyes of the five men stared at Kajia, the protagonist. Kajia had a pure smile on her face. That scene was really warm and touching. It's such a simple smile, but it seems to melt people's hearts. Isn't happiness that simple? Everyone raised their glasses to celebrate and drank it all in one go. Kaja, who drank the spirits, stuck out her tongue and was happy. Then, Nikiforov came on stage. He found a white shirt and a very suit. He also carefully tied a black bow tie and made a singer's pose. Then he sat in front of the piano and started to play: June Come to speak for the first time and sing a lyrical song to celebrate Kajia's birthday. What a heavy heart! More importantly, a few big men braved the hail of bullets to move a bathtub that was impenetrable by bullets from the position, and heated hot water. As a collective birthday gift to Kaja, let her take a good bath and clear it. Refreshing! Looking at the steaming bathtub, the water that came back after I didn't know how many trips I had run, the joy was simply the pinnacle. Happiness! This is also what the five warriors can do for Kaja in the end. The last moment is coming. I don't know if I will see the newborn sun tomorrow. War is so ruthless and cruel that there is not much time to think and share moving moments.
Five life and death brothers, in order to defend the house, share the enemy. At the same time, they both deeply love Kaja, not only because she is a rare woman in wartime, but also because of her cuteness, kindness and bravery. Sergei Astakhov was a young man about the same age as Kaja, with a foolish head. When they saw each other for the first time, they fell in love with each other, as if a flower bloomed in their hearts. After the birthday party, Sergey came to Kaja, who was enjoying himself in the bathtub, turned his back to her, told her that there was something to show her, which was nearby, and took her to a place where she was forced to abandon it because it was discovered by the Germans. The lookout post of the Russian army expressed his heart to Kaja. To his surprise, Kaja said, I love you too. It's the sweetest thing in the world, finding out that the person you love happens to love you too. In fact, the more important thing is that Sergey wants to take Kaja out of the house, which is the most dangerous place. The night is coming, the fear is coming, the war is coming.
Under the protection of the warriors, Kaja survived well, and at the same time watched them sacrifice for the motherland. The pain and respect in my heart is forever. In the later life of Kaja, she often told her child Sergey the happy moments of peacetime and the harmony of the neighborhood, and rarely mentioned the pain during the war. What a great and tenacious mind! Kaja told the child Sergey that he hoped that he would always remember the warriors, who gave thousands of people their lives and freedom. Kajia always told the child that he had 5 fathers. The story takes place in Stalingrad, November 1942.
The story begins with an international rescue team stationed in the earthquake-stricken area of Japan for life rescue, and begins with flashbacks, narrated by Sergei. At the end of the story, rescue teams save lives.
Life and freedom, have, please cherish!
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