Spring: An old man's spring
You are an old shepherd. You leaned against the tree, but a cough suddenly burst out of your lungs, "cough-cough-" almost hollowing out your entire body. On the field, the rustling of wind blowing grass, the jingling of bells on sheep, and the barking of dogs just came from the hillside from far to near, but they were shattered by your coughing. Looking up, the trees are spewing green leaves in the sun. I hope that my spring will come too, but this hope has not been spit out yet was suppressed by the surging cough. Still returning home in the twilight like this, when did the sheep run so fast in the sheep intestines path, and they would wear out in a flash, and you have to be forced to take a breath by the roadside by the cough that spewed out in the middle, and the dog was still squatting and waiting while the world was spinning. And you. Work at sunrise, come out at sunset, and live like this is your greatest wish. The most disturbing moment has come. The medicine taken from the church has been lost. You knocked desperately on the church door in the middle of the night, and the door was still so tight. The next day, the sheep waited for you and jumped to the house all morning. You gasped with a "hum", and you have felt the symptoms from the moment you dropped the medicine. In spring, when new shoots emerge from the tree, there will be old leaves to fall. Yesterday was your rare worry, and now you can't move. It turns out that this is the moment when death comes. What you see in front of your eyes is—sheep!
Xia: A lost lamb
You were born from a pool of blood, "Ow—" is the cry you struggled to stand up. You don't know, the sound of your "Ow Ow" sounds like the sound of nature to the older sheep next to you, like absorbing the delicious juice from the grass, they haven't felt abundant life for a long time. You finally stand up, and the world is now before your eyes. However, you are still young, and you can only wait for the mother and the master to return with the other lambs in the circle. In the daytime, you can still have trouble with the lambs. In the evening, the lambs are all tired of playing and lying on the ground. You stand on tiptoe and your undeveloped horns are stretched high. You really want to grow up quickly. Oh, is this the price of growing up? The line tied to your face makes you sick, but you can finally go out to the countryside with your mom. However, what you didn't expect is that this time, it is not the sheepfold that traps you, but the wider world. Your cries of "baabaa" are drowned in the ditch. If you don't believe it, you are anxious and annoyed, and whenever there is trouble, you feel that your companions are looking for you. The voice is hoarse, the world is quiet, and you are the only one left. You are finally too tired to cry out, the night comes, and you curl up under that absolutely independent tree. Are you trapped in the world?
Qiu: The isolation of a tree
You were originally a tree that was absolutely independent of nature, and now you are still independent, but helpless. You stand in a pile of low houses, enduring the raucous revelry of those below. Is that why they brought you here? You are unwilling, you are struggling. You have successfully fallen down, but you are tied to the tractor by a large amount of pieces. At this moment, the familiar mountains and fields are retreating and disappearing. In the end, you were sent to the coal yard, you grabbed your heart, but the heat was not on your heart, but on your body, and you couldn't stop it. You're reminded of the black guy you saw just sent here. It turned out that it was only an instant from towering into the clouds to low to dust.
Dong: You woke up as a mass of charcoal
, and you were woken up by the sound of a pole knocking on a quilt. That’s how they beat you on your body. To beat you loose and soft is qualified coal. . You're in a bag on a tractor, you can't see it in black, oh, you're black anyway. When you hear the dog bark, you know you have reached the village, and when you hear the knock on the door, you know your destination has arrived. Are you looking forward to this moment? Soon you can play Ascension, go through the chimney and you're flying! You turned into a breath, floated in the arms of the mountain, and rose in the clouds.
Congratulations, it has only been 88 minutes in the world, but you feel like a year is long. You have experienced the changes of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and completed the transformation of the four roles of man, sheep, tree and coal. You know, it's not a reincarnation game, it's a wonderful life experience. The shadow cast by the sun tells you the time, the colors of the mountains and trees tell you the changes of the seasons, and the sound of everything tells you what happened. You witness the end and sprouting of life in nature. They live restlessly, die quietly, and complete reincarnation one by one. Everything happens so naturally, and you don't need to be surprised by the belief in the primitive, the absurdity of death, and the wildness of life. There are also peculiar moments in the day after day. Philosophy is hidden in simplicity, and moving is buried in life. We can only love life and respect nature.
The title "Four Times" comes from the theory of Pythagoras, an ancient Greek philosopher who lived in Calabria in the 6th century BC. He believed that the soul regenerates in cycles among the four life forms - animals, plants, minerals and people. But you'll still be a speck of dust, a dog, a brick, an ant, do you want to cycle again?
I just read Thoreau's diary recently, and I think the two are similar. The amount of information in Thoreau's diary is very small, and the number of personnel is reduced. Naturally, it is so lovely and this heart is so sincere. I also remembered Lao Tzu's "The sound of the voice is loud, the elephant is invisible", so I planned to read Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching. In fact, thinking about natural life will never have boundaries, right? After almost a month of rain here, it's sunny today. Naturally, it will not stop moving. Oh, today happens to be Thanksgiving, this film will make you appreciate life and feel the animism in
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