In the hot afternoon, there was almost no wind in the street, and the whole city was like a pool of stagnant water. With nothing to do, I walked out of the house, hid in the cool and empty cinema, went to a light and shadow date alone, prepared to blend in the joys and sorrows of a group of small lives in the deep sea, and evaporate the depression of my inner savings for a long time, to dispel the sleepiness In the afternoon.
I saw in the magazine the review of "Finding Nemo" released by Zijun in the United States for the first time, which made me full of expectations for this cartoon blockbuster. I waited eagerly for more than a month, but after reading it, there was still a pleasant surprise with value for money. When I walked out of the movie theater, my heart seemed to be wrapped in a water-blue ocean, cool and quiet, and dispelling the inexplicable irritability and anxiety that was always filled in my heart. There are circles of thin ripples, still faintly rippling in the heart lake, and the surrounding air seems to be clear and blue. Some memories that have almost forgotten, and some emotions that have long been indifferent, suddenly become clear and vivid this afternoon.
A good movie will always allow people to gain a little spiritual insight and touch in addition to the enjoyment of the senses. "Finding Nemo" is just such a masterpiece, it penetrates our indifferent mask so easily. Hit the softest corner of everyone's heart. I was sitting in the almost empty movie theater, with bright colors in front of me, and humane and witty dialogue in my ears, and I could almost touch the blue water and smart fish. It evokes a longing and nostalgia for family affection deep in everyone's heart. As many beings, we may not have the chance to personally experience those unforgettable love, those cold and gloomy despair, those who scorn the glory of the heroes, but we must all be in a corner of our heart, cherishing the warm memories and beautiful expectations of family affection.
Parents' love, expectation, indulgence and care for their children are believed to be familiar to everyone; and as children, they have been carefully held in their hands and loved like small fish. But what is becoming more and more blocking between us as we age, so that we will no longer snuggle up and act sweetly as we did in childhood? Where have they all gone to those happy days under the lap of Huan Huan?
In fact, this is a too simple and straightforward story, but it is a luxurious and extended version of the familiar little tadpole looking for a mother. The theme of love and search in the film has also been presented in various forms countless times. Maybe it was because of being too involved, maybe the film was really good-looking, and within an hour and a half, my heart seemed to swim in the blue water. Through the blue water, I can see the inseparable affection between parents and children, the trials and frustrations that we all have to face bravely as we grow up, and see that true love can travel through time and space and across oceans. create a miracle.
Sitting in the darkness, I was like returning to my childhood, unable to distinguish the difference between image and reality. I accompanied the originally cautious clown fish Marin, tracking thousands of miles to save the child, committing dangers alone again and again. In addition to a happy laugh, she would cry childishly. It was a kind of aquatic blue touch, pouring into the gradually desolate soul day after day like an initiation. Seeing Marin carefully guarding his son, from the initial weak and immature life to the confident and courageous little fish, that care has never changed. I don't know why I was so moved, and I still couldn't relieve myself at the moment when the lights came on.
At that moment, I was thinking of my parents. They had never been so overcoming for me. They didn't even show their affection so often that when I was young, they even felt that they didn't love me and felt resentful. After adulthood, the relationship with my parents is getting weaker and weaker. I tried every means to get myself out and live. I didn't think it was a big deal to be away from family. The pleasure of enjoying freedom dilutes the faint miss and attachment in my heart. But at the moment when my eyes were filled with tears, I knew that deep down in my heart, I still missed such a warm hug, or yearned for such persistent protection, or jealous of such simple love; and I also believed in their care for me. , By no means inferior to Marin, if one day I will get lost, they will also search for salvation so desperately. Growing children are like wanderers walking out of the house, while parents stand in front of the window watching our whereabouts. As time goes by, there are more conflicts and dust on the window. We all forgot to reach out and wipe away the thick dust on the glass, so that we can't see each other's thoughts and sorrows, and we can't share our sorrows and joys. We stand far away in vain, looking at each other, thinking about the past. Those days of mutual dependence and intimacy.
In fact, what we need is not a search across the mountains, and no need to go trekking and running, but to understand each other a little bit more, just like the ending film Marin assured his son to explore, although reluctant, but in the end Understand to give it enough space to grow. And Xiao Yu'er also understood his father's care and expectations, and was no longer rebellious and self-willed as before. After all, we have to reconcile with our family, because we actually love each other deeply, but it takes time to learn to express and understand each other.
This is a film that transcends age, identity, cultural beliefs, and everyone can find their own happiness and touch.
As for me, when I walked quickly out of the cinema, I just wanted to call my mother, ask her if she was doing well recently, and tell her that I would go home for dinner tonight.
And the touch of the water blue still filled the air, brewing a heavy rain to clean up the dust on every window of the city.
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