When they were young, the old people always continued the legends of their childhood, such as people, ghosts and gods, such as heaven and hell. Legend has it that heaven is like a dream, and hell is like fire. There are ying, song and swallow dances in heaven, beautiful woods, fragrance of melons and fruits, and gurgling streams...just like the Garden of Eden in "Genesis", while hell is full of flames and lusts, and the sinners in it will never be at peace. Their words affect us invisibly. We must not listen to the adults and do bad things, because in this way we will fall into hell. When we grew up, we discovered that the difference between hell and heaven is whether you feed it to others first when you drink the broth with a ladle. Therefore, there is love in heaven, and only desire in hell.
Zhi Yuhe said: There is no heaven and hell. After death, everyone will go to a place called the transit station of heaven, and eventually go to heaven from there.
This is the transit station of heaven.
"Welcome here, you will stay here for a week, and then walk into heaven from here. The room is ready. But in the meantime, you have to do one thing. You have to remember from your past Choose one to take to heaven, and it will become your eternal memory in heaven. Today is Monday, and the decision must be made on Wednesday. Please take the time."
Everyone who arrives here will choose a proof of his own survival. With the help of the staff, images of his memories are made and then accompanied by the dead to the other side of life. This is an affirmation of the meaning of your life. Some people say: Is it too cruel to choose only one memory? But that is for the happy people. For more people in the world, they often don't know how they feel. They don't even know what their evidence of survival is and what their meaning in life is for their entire lives. So taking away a memory and living in it forever is God's greatest blessing to us, because we finally chose our life and affirmed our own life.
This was the most unusual week in the transit station, and the staff ushered in a new batch of guests. Among them, there were elders who were in their old age, young people who were in the blooming season, and middle-aged people who were rich and powerful... And foot. What the workers have to do is to guide them to recall the past and find their own happiness from it, and accompany them to ascend to heaven in the fragments of happiness. There are 22 people in this group, and everyone's workload has increased.
After explaining what everyone must do, the dead began to work hard to search their own memories. They fix their memories at a certain moment in their lives, trying to capture the feelings they had at that time and are now gone. From the joy on their faces when they recalled the past, we can always get some small tremors.
This is an interesting experience. Sitting in the theater, looking at the screen, I used to be doing the happiest thing in my life. Such feelings are not just happiness that can be expressed. Their happiness is enough to touch each of us. As the curtain fell, we saw babies under one year old happily basking in the sun in their infants; young children on a simple swing in the bamboo forest, laughing happily, not far from them The mother was preparing rice balls for them; the girl in the red dress was standing on the stage, dancing the dance called "red shoes", she could see from the stage, her brother was looking at her happily, and Later, her brother will reward her and eat "chicken rice"; the boy in the second grade of junior high school enjoys the rare tranquility of his school days in the breeze blowing from the open window of the driver in the front of the bus on the way to school; The two wings of the plane were stuck in the clouds, immersed in the joy of flying; the lovers who unexpectedly met on the bridge after the war, they could not see each other except each other, they even forgot to greet each other: how have you passed these years? ; The woman who is eagerly waiting for her lover waits anxiously in the guest room of the Imperial Hotel on Coming of Age Day. Perhaps she is the happiest when the lover appears; the mother who is about to give birth, in the pain, sees her child and is happy The tears of the chattering man, did not choose to be with the prostitutes that he changed in his life, he finally walked into heaven in the happiness of his daughter’s wedding; the mother-in-law Nishimura, who lives in her dreams, smiles happily in the scene of flying cherry blossoms ...These simple details are enough to touch God's heart.
But what about people who didn't choose to remember? They will stay, meet and separate again with batches of people in the transfer station, and find their touch in the stories of others. It's not that they can't choose, but they don't want to. Some people say that not choosing is also a kind of responsibility. It's not unreasonable. After ascending into the kingdom of heaven, all earthly memories will be wiped out, then I will forget you, forget everything here, and this, I don't want to. Therefore, it is our responsibility that some people stay behind to protect their young daughters, and some people stay behind for the people they love.
This was an ordinary week at the transit station, but it was an extremely unusual week. The staff member Mochizuki found at Mr. Watanabe, who was in charge of him, that his wife was actually his fiancée before his death. All this made him very distressed. Finally, Mr. Watanabe discovered the importance of his wife to him in his 1971 memoirs. He finally entered the kingdom of heaven while sitting peacefully with his wife on a bench in the Central Park and chatting about the past. And Mr. Watanabe also left a letter for Mochizuki, telling him that he already knew that he was his wife's fiancé who died in battle, and his wife would go to his grave alone every year on Mochizuki's death day.
With everyone's help, Mochizuki finally gathered up his courage and found the fragment left by his fiancee when he died: It was in 1943, the same Central Park, the same bench, and the bench was Mochizuki. Mochizuki remembered that before he joined the war and left, he had an appointment with the girl there, but they didn't say a word at the time. At this time he finally found his happiness.
Mochizuki decided to leave. He said that when he suddenly realized that he could be the happiness of others, he felt very satisfied. Mochizuki is gone, and the work at the transfer station continues. This is our life.
After we die, what kind of memory will you choose to bring to eternity? Those evidences of your life, those who love and be loved. At the end of the film, my mother said to me that maybe she should think about what kind of memory she wants to bring. She told me that she would choose when I was one year old, she had a big belly, and I asked her to hug me capriciously. In the cold winter in Shangrao, she was wearing a red turtleneck sweater with a tall belly, and she held a coquettish child in her arms. The child still stuffed her little cold hand into her mother's neck from time to time. She said that she had worked hard to remember the memories of being with my father, but she really felt that there was nothing deeper than that moment. Because she must be alone, holding my sister and me hard, like a kind of destiny. We are the evidence of her life.
I sat with my mother and shed warm tears at the end of the film.
"God likes to listen to stories, so he created human beings." This is the first thing that comes to my mind after watching a movie.
I can't say that this is a very good movie, but it is a movie that can really move you. Some warm little details, why not let them impress you?
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