"Sowon" is a Korean film about the sexual assault of young children. It is adapted from real events and has no tear gas index. The protagonist of the story is Suyuan, a five or six year old girl with pure eyes and a honey-like smile. But on a rainy morning, she was raped on her way to school. She suffered severe physical and mental injuries and was dying. Her lower body bleeds from her rectum to the top of the large intestine, multiple traumas and tears, and partial necrosis of the large and small intestines. After cutting it off, the doctor redone the artificial anus. From then on, she has an extra poop bag around her waist, like a dirty internal organ that has been turned out, which accompanies her for the rest of her life. I believe that for Suyuan’s pain, any comfort is like scratching her boots. In the depths of her trampled body, there is a black abyss that can never be filled, surging with shame, trembling, fear, anxiety, nightmares, despair, Negation, suspicion... And the joy in the sun is far from the weight of fighting against them. But I know that Suyuan is unfortunate and lucky. Her misfortune is self-evident, and luck lies in her growing up in a normal society in which the people also have the roots of human nature, but most of their brains are very good when confronted with big things. They will never tolerate evil without a bottom line. They will use strong public opinion and practical actions to urge the law to punish the perpetrators and establish an emotional zone for the victims, where she will receive sincere comfort and selfless help. After watching this movie, my mother and I were chatting at the dinner table. While chewing on a carrot, she said nonchalantly: "There are too many things like this. It often happens in the countryside before. I know several things, but these are Rape girls should not be pitiful. People in the village will call her broken shoes, bad goods, cheap things, and it will be difficult to marry people in the future, and matchmakers will not go to her home to propose marriage.” In the mother’s disapproval, I remembered. Similar incidents that I have personally experienced. At that time I was still a teacher in a township middle school. Once, a class teacher in the second grade was in the office, marking homework while casually saying, "Heh, do you know, a girl in my class has a big belly?" Everyone raised their heads. She raised her voice and continued, "At first, I thought I was gaining weight, but when my belly was too big, I didn't feel right. When I asked, I knew that she was pregnant, six or seven months old. Ask who she is. I didn't say anything at the beginning, but at the end. Guess who it is? It's her father, my father." The audience was really excited, and they rushed to ask the details. Later, I learned that he was an old widower. He pushed his daughters on the bed when he had sex. In the closed house, he created a sinful world of bliss, but for the girls. Said that the splendor of their lives may be destroyed. "It's really a beast, why don't you care?" "Who can control it? It's their father. If her father is in jail, who will raise her?!" There was a brief silence in the office, then a sigh, and then , Someone jokingly said: "Call that girl over and let us have a look!" That afternoon, the girl was called over and stood in the office to be reviewed by someone. It was a mediocre-looking girl, her brown hair twisted into a small ponytail, her face was flat, her eyes were drooping, she was wearing a wide school uniform, a little dirty, and her abdomen was a little bulging. She lowered her head and shrunk her shoulders. She arched forward hard and kept pulling the hem of the school uniform with her hands. Everyone glanced at her left and right, and after a while, the exhibit was dismissed by the head teacher. Originally, there was nothing else calling her to come. After she left, the office boiled. "If you are so young and immature, if you encounter this kind of thing, it will definitely be a disease in the future..." "When a child is so old, the flow is difficult to flow, and it must be taken away. Alas, this girl is afraid of it in the future. I can't be a mother..." "This kind of thing is gone." A person suddenly leaned over, glanced right and left, and said in a low voice, "Who is the father of our school, isn't it the principal of a certain village school? Someone in the village sued him, saying that he had slept with several fifth and sixth grade students..." "Ah? Really? What happened afterwards?" "What's the matter, isn't it still in class?" ... In these seven and eighty-eight voices, a vague and clear sentence came over, "It's really interesting, haha!" Later, the poor child dropped out of school, and she left school with a big belly. On the day I left, I saw her father, his face was purple mud-colored, thin, and he looked rather dull. There would be one or two farmers sitting under the cypress trees in any village. He carried his daughter's bedding and suitcase on a pole, and walked far away from the girl. The girl followed, lowered her head, and suddenly picked up a stone and hit him in the back. I never saw her again. I don’t know how the 13-year-old girl will unload the unbearable burden of life, how to spend her life cleverly in the years when problems follow problems, troubles and troubles, and what methods and materials should be used to fill them. Her abdominal cavity hollowed out by metal utensils, and a terrible cavity in the depths of her soul. I don't know all of this. I only know that when I read some articles of Lu Xun's criticism of national character, there will always be a kind of auditory hallucination in my ears, "Ha ha, ha ha..." This incident not long ago passed. , Another big event happened in our school-it was really a troubled time, it was really a troubled world. At the beginning of the next semester, the students have just signed up and returned home after receiving the books. They will return to school on Sunday afternoon. Students from the town’s middle school are scattered in Shiliba Villages, passing through dangerous no-man’s areas such as mountains, rivers, and dense forests. Sure enough, something happened during the process of returning to school. In the evening self-study classroom, a girl did not come. The head teacher is a young female teacher, and she is afraid of something wrong, so she asks about the whereabouts of the students. To no avail. After the evening self-study was over, I went to each bedroom to inquire, but there was still no news. She was worried about the problem and hurried to report to the leader. At that time, there was no cell phone and telephone, and she could not ask the parents in time, so she had to comfort each other and said that there should be nothing wrong. An uneasy night passed like this. When the cold white morning came, she thought everything would return to order, and the girl would sit in the classroom casually. But the girl still didn't come. The teacher asked for leave and went to the female student's home. The road from the school to the village is about a dozen li, half of which is highway, and half of which is mountain road. Three or four li are all deserted places, and the howling of wild beasts can be heard occasionally. After walking on the mountain road for nearly an hour, she arrived at the girl’s house, and her father said: "She went to school on Sunday afternoon. Of course, I watched her go out..." At this time, some suspicions about danger continued. Can't avoid it. The teacher and parents called the police. In the two or three days after the alarm, the town was trapped in an inexplicable excitement, and people waited eagerly, as if life finally had a little hope. All the police in the town police station set off. Like the onlookers, they also went to check everyone in the village with an inexplicable sense of excitement. On the same day, they found a clue. A farmer who was hoeing the ground once heard a girl crying for help and crying. With that sound as the center of the circle, the police scattered around looking for it in the surrounding mountains and plains. Later, at the entrance of a cave, in the middle of a mess of withered grass, they saw the dead girl and a stone stained with flesh and blood. The girl was naked, with blood on her lower body. The police searched the nearby villages and called all the men in the village to the floor in front of the village office, took off their clothes, and checked whether they had choke marks or cuts. The perpetrator was easily found, and with almost no effort, the man confessed that he had raped and killed the girl. That day, he was carrying a hoe and was about to go to the field. He saw a girl returning to school alone on the small road. Seeing that the girl was beautiful and suddenly had evil thoughts, he dragged her up the mountain. She cried out for help, struggling very hard, he became frightened, and in a panic he picked up the stone next to him and smashed it twice. , Took off her pants. After finishing the work, I found out that the girl's body was completely cold. The butterfly effect caused by this incident in a poor town can be imagined. For a long time, this was the most talked-about topic after dinner. The Wang family man and Li Jiapo gather together with their rice bowls, and they will always start their chattering like this. "Oh, it's a beast. Pigs and dogs are not as good as dogs." This beast almost doesn't need to tell the truth, people know who it is. "How many years did that person have been sentenced?" "Why did you stare at a little girl?" Some greasy ground ruffians grinned and said, "This guy is fierce enough..." On the weekend, when I came home, it was the sky. When it was getting darker, the neighbor's Fat Lan came to my house to stop by. Fat Lan is the fattest shrew in our village. She is the kind of person who thinks that she can represent the will of the people like the XX party. It is true that she became a petty official: the village head of women. On weekdays, the relationship between her and my mother was not good, but in those days, somehow, there was an atmosphere that made them become intimate. She got into the black stove of my house and said to my mother, what good food did she eat? I forgot what my mother answered. I just remember that they quickly turned to that lively topic. Fat Lan said: Kill a thousand knives! Mother said: Yes, really kill a thousand swords! I also thought in my heart: Yes, it really should be a thousand cuts! But Pan Lan said something later, which I have never remembered. She said in her usual inattentive but unquestionable tone: "Actually, this is not all to blame for that man. I heard that this aunt developed very early, and her two breasts have already swelled up, as usual. Good show, 11 or 2 year olds like to play with cubs. It’s not serious. That old man wouldn’t make any ideas. I’d like to say that this kind of thing is both wrong, men are wrong, girls are wrong. Why don't you rape others if you're unscrupulous? The flies don't bite seamless eggs..." My mother was still talking to Fat Lan, but I couldn't hear it anymore. Standing in the yellow light of the stove, I was stunned, and suddenly felt that all evil was permitted in advance, and the people's ignorance and indifference kept giving them the green light. In the face of crime, silence is already a tacit approval, and disguised criticism of the victim has already helped the victims to be abused. When the fish starts to excuse the sword, when the lamb starts to defend the wolf, when the slave starts to speak for the slave owner, when the abuser starts to sing praises for the abuser, then this is a world where conscience collapses, morals go bankrupt, and rationality collapses. In this world, Suyuan people are everywhere, but in the rest of their lives, the weeping little fat man will never come, those cards will never come. Will not come, that warm sausage person will never come, that psychological counseling aunt will never come. Only rumors and discrimination followed, and they continued to hurt the victims with their stinky saliva stars and skate-like gazes. Mencius said: The heart of no compassion is not human; the heart of shame is not human; the heart of no right and wrong is not human. In the Chinese countryside where I grew up, the tragedy that I saw was surrounded by the pleasure of gloating rather than compassion, shame, and right and wrong. So Lu Xun said: "The Chinese have always been slaughtered, slaved, looted, tortured, and oppressed by their own people. They have all experienced the pain that is beyond human beings' ability. Every inspection makes people feel that they don’t feel like living. The world." In the movie, when Suyuan was lying on the hospital bed, she said in a weak voice: "Did I do something wrong?" Dear child, of course you are not wrong. Just as there is nothing wrong with kindness, nothing wrong with innocence, and nothing wrong with beauty. It is the adults who are wrong. They did not accompany you well, did not establish a sound protection mechanism, did not have an ideal education, the law did not promote justice, severely punish crimes, and the psychological assistance institutions were not perfect. Everything is the adult’s fault and has nothing to do with you. From the movie, I believe that everyone feels sad and even angry beyond words. However, what I hope for is extremely limited. Every childhood can be bright and fragrant, without being patronized by evil. If it is unfortunate to meet, there will be no "hehe" strange laughter in the crowd watching the incident. No perverted desire for fishy and bloodthirsty. With compassion and sympathy, everyone can say to the insulted and murdered Suyuan: Dear baby, you are not wrong! So Easy. —————————————————————————— It is the adults who are wrong. They did not accompany you well, did not establish a sound protection mechanism, did not have an ideal education, the law did not promote justice, severely punish crimes, and the psychological assistance institutions were not perfect. Everything is the adult’s fault and has nothing to do with you. From the movie, I believe that everyone feels sad and even angry beyond words. However, what I hope for is extremely limited. Every childhood can be bright and fragrant, without being patronized by evil. If it is unfortunate to meet, there will be no "hehe" strange laughter in the crowd watching the incident. No perverted desire for fishy and bloodthirsty. With compassion and sympathy, everyone can say to the insulted and murdered Suyuan: Dear baby, you are not wrong! So Easy. —————————————————————————— It is the adults who are wrong. They did not accompany you well, did not establish a sound protection mechanism, did not have an ideal education, the law did not promote justice, severely punish crimes, and the psychological assistance institutions were not perfect. Everything is the adult’s fault and has nothing to do with you. From the movie, I believe that everyone feels sad and even angry beyond words. However, what I hope for is extremely limited. Every childhood can be bright and fragrant, without being patronized by evil. If it is unfortunate to meet, there will be no "hehe" strange laughter in the crowd watching the incident. No perverted desire for fishy and bloodthirsty. With compassion and sympathy, everyone can say to the insulted and murdered Suyuan: Dear baby, you are not wrong! So Easy. ——————————————————————————
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