I think the topic of the film can resonate with many rebellious and non-rebellious people, unless this is an era of complete annihilation of personality.
For me, the biggest feeling is the ebb and flow of life and personality. When I was in high school, I tentatively asked my parents, if I don't get married and have children in the future, will you object? The parents' answers are nothing more than emphasizing the view that "marriage and having children are the law of life". It doesn't surprise me that parents born in the 50s say such things.
In fact, reproduction is no longer a "necessity" for human beings, nor is it destined to be a woman's final destination. We can pursue something richer and special. Most of our mothers are ordinary, single-minded, and worry about all kinds of trivial things. This is exactly the state that terrifies me. Before marriage, girls get together and can talk about art, literature, movies, handsome guys; after marriage, women get together, and the scope of the topic narrows rapidly, with husbands and children, husbands and children all day long. If there is one thing that makes you lose your exploration of the richness of life in the following decades, it is not an exaggeration to say that it has ruined your life. In fact, there are many women who have been drained of their ideals, creativity, and passion for life by marriage and children, and become a member of the common people. You ask her if she is living well? She said yes. She didn't even have the consciousness of "actually I'm not living well, it's boring and tired". As children gradually discover and form their own individuality, our mothers are increasingly becoming impersonal. They disdain to dress themselves up, busy with trivial things all day, and even become a little neurotic.
The birth of a life should be a joyous thing. But he will definitely disappear. One day you suddenly turned around, our parents are already at the age to ask "can you still eat?" We kill our parents' youth, pursuit, vitality and individuality. And these are the elements that make up the meaning of life. Hubert complained that his mother was ugly, relentless in dressing up, long-winded and unreasonable, complaining that she had little fun, only work, and life was meaningless. And he didn't realize that the whole meaning of his mother's life was with him, her lovely son. "If I die today, what will you do?" "Then I will die tomorrow, too."
I didn't know until now that my fifty-something father likes to collect coins and stamps. I don't know if I should feel pity or joy. It's a pity that he didn't start his hobby until he was over half a hundred years old, and I'm also glad that he can finally do what he likes. Last year, our father and daughter spoke with our wife (mother) about advice we would like her to start reading. I am very happy that after more than 50 years, she has finally started to read some texts about the connection between life and life, and even sometimes, she will urge me to read more newspapers, not just reading books all day long.
If we love our parents, let them go as soon as possible. Let them regain their youthful dreams and not be confined to trivial things and mundane lives because of us.
More importantly, don't let yourself get caught in this vicious cycle that seems to be the law of life.
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