If youth is a dream, then I hope I never wake up from a dream. When Xiao Si suddenly pierced Xiao Ming's abdomen in a corner of Guling Street under the dim streetlight, his youth stopped abruptly at that moment. The young girl slipped quietly and fell in a pool of blood, but the young man wanted to work hard to support her and wake her up, just like awakening the once immature and stubborn belief that the world is moving in the direction that life had identified at the beginning. "I am just like this world, this world will not change" If this is true, then I choose to completely break with this world. So his youth still stopped there. It was those nights where he was hiding in the small sleeping compartments holding a flashlight to write down his uneasy mood. It was the photos of Japanese women posted on the wall. It was the sweet acquaintance with the first acquaintance by the haystack of the shooting range. The afternoon when the girls sit side by side is a moment of peering into the dirty world of adults in the attic above the movie set. It is the surging night of listening to the heroic dreams of the down-and-out young heads. It is the smashing of the chandelier of the teaching office with a baseball bat in front of all the adults. Resolute is the journey of pushing the car to listen to the motto of life from his stubbornly arguing father-"Reading so many books is to find a reason for being a person and doing things in the future. If in the end, you can't be brave enough to believe it." What does it mean to be a human?" Yes, what does it mean to be a human? Therefore, just before Hani was pushed by Shandong from behind and under the wheel, he was still innocent as a child. Seek the most moral solution to all problems in the way I think is the most energetic. The thickest martial arts novel "War and Peace" is his last faith. Therefore, before the secret police and the cold interrogation room destroyed the last inch of dignity, the little fourth father said in his mouth, he was still innocent as a child. The creed that has not changed from Guangdong to Shanghai to Taiwan is nothing more than working hard to achieve the future, without having to apologize for the mistakes that have not been made. It is the simplest truth and a pure heart. So when Kitten turned away from the prison reception room, he was still innocent as a child. He really received a reply from a superstar in a faraway country. From a fragmented American song that was translated, he saw the unknown wonders of life. The next corner is still "A Brighter Summer". Day". In his belief, that disc has never been thrown into the trash can by public servants, just like the Guling Street teenager never stopped running in the dark, it will always be fixed in immortal time. All idealists have either died or been transformed, or are still smiling imaginary, or resist angrily like a small fourth. With unbelievable insight and control, Yang Dechang looks back like a god with a calm, deep, cold and warm look, and presents the whole picture of the repressive and struggling growth of Taiwanese teenagers in the 1960s before the eyes of future generations. What is reproduced is the horrible flesh and blood that makes viewers smile and shake their heads and breathe deeply. It is the bitterness of violence and the sweet trap. It is me and you who escaped the rest of the catastrophe from the drama of growing up. What has been reproduced is the brand of the great era. From yesterday to today, generation after generation, the brand dismembers the imagination of the people in it a little bit, and determines the way people lead to tomorrow. The local accent, abandoned by the times on an isolated island on the sea, echoed over and over again in the night of hawkers in Guling Street. The truth of ethnic division, the knife raised pierced through all the tender lies of political preaching, and pierced the stomachs of natives and people from other provinces without mercy. The girl grew up as a perfect opportunist in the throw of fate, touched the boy’s undulating chest with a pure smile, and then chased and scolded the boy with the broken family cast by white terror, and finally led the boy to be saved by God. Sealed. That year, she said-"I'm just like this world, this world will not change." However, the world has really changed. Tanks no longer rumbling, and children no longer wear Scout uniforms. No matter how terrible it is, it has an end. When they could finally speak, it was great that they had Hou Xiaoxian and Yang Dechang. Twenty-five years ago, they had already won, Hou Dejian knew. All the vivid and cruel truth about the word youth are in these four hours. All the truths about the country, society, family, and destiny are in these four hours. If you really exclaimed the moment he stabbed the knife, there was a mouth that was suddenly covered. Let us say goodbye to it at this moment. The intimate moments of all grand pride flying cruel impulses that have not been valued by the surroundings and recognized by themselves will die without disease. It has been dead for a long time, called youth. Because almost all of us do not have the courage to resist this fucking world just like him in the most sorrowful time, in the insulted and damaged destiny. Whether it's facing a specific person or a shameless machine. Anger is a young man’s oath, a medal of Yang Dechang, a tragic epic of a distant land, and A spiritual tombstone belonging to the Taiwanese. And in this dreamless world that has woken up a long time ago, what is going back and forth is wastefulness, lies, hopeless confession that says nothing.
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