Memories are like a castle built of ashes, which can be seen and intangible. With a single blow, they are dusty fragments. The fragments are held in the palm of the hand and heartbroken.
In 1996, my mother took me by the hand and walked in the mall. A group of women in chorus costumes sang a peaceful song. My mother said the name of the song was Edelweiss, which was the soundtrack in the sound of the movie music, 6 years old. It’s the first time I became attached to the sound of music.
The first time I watched this movie was on a Christmas Eve night, at the 930 Theatre, Pearl TV, Hong Kong. The movie with subtitles at that time was called "Xian Le Piao Piao Everywhere". I saw seven genius children singing the song of woodpeckers, I saw Maria walking along the streets of Salzburg with a cello, singing to herself, I saw Captain Von Trap light blue and deep eye, shining in the moonlight, and looked to sing of love "nothing comes from nothing, nothing ever could" words, I saw Mary accidentally sat down on the humorous scene hedgehog ... ..
my mom and dad Seeing late at night together, our whole family was fascinated. Movies make me laugh and cry. It makes me feel the freedom in the world of music. It even makes me feel hopeful for the boring practice time every day. It turns out that I can also be free in music.
Looking at Maria running in the ancient capital of Salzburg, she exaggeratedly shook her cello, dressed in an old clothes, looking into the distance, humming cheerful tunes, to cover up her inner anxiety.
"A Captain with seven children?
What's so fearsome about that?
Oh I must stop all these worries, I've always longed for adventures!"
So she sang and sang. She became more and more excited. She felt that life was full of hope. Although the way ahead was unknown, she was confident that all seven children would listen to her. Maria ignored the strange eyes of the people around her and sang more and more. The louder, the cheerful nun came to Captain Von Trap's home like this.
What a lovely character, full of optimism and hope.
I was fascinated by the sentimental story of my eldest daughter Rose. She and her soldier’s little lover secretly sent a telegram. They were dating in the glass garden under the moonlight. They sang the song "Sixteen going on Seventeen", spinning in the fragrance of flowers. , Flying in the moonlight, experiencing the first kiss in the thunder of lightning.
I still remember the days when I watched this paragraph repeatedly every day in my junior high school. At that time, I was only fourteen years old. I was still thinking how far away sixteen was from me. The boy’s love letters and gifts experience the heartbeat and blush that a girl in the cardamom years should have.
Favorite things is also a song that I like very much. The children ran to the tutor’s room because they were afraid of thunder. They just sat on the bed and sang and danced and threw their pillows around. Finally, they were caught by the colonel and Maria was reprimanded. G. But Maria did not stop passing on her enthusiasm and unrestrainedness. While the colonel was not at home, Maria took the child to the Alps, where she wrote the still-popular DO-RE-MI,
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with jam and bread
The rolling mountains, the bright little wild flowers, and the clean voices of the children compose a most moving picture.
And that elegant Viennese beautiful violinist, knowing that the colonel loves Maria instead of her, she retreats with interest, and when she bids farewell to the colonel, she looks at him affectionately, and the moonlight hits her face. Shine the tears in her eyes into diamonds. She said with a smile and a last bit of pride, I am going back to Vienna, you are not the man that suits me, and Vienna is the most suitable place for me. Then she looked at Maria who was walking under the balcony and told the colonel jokingly, I think this nun would never go back to the monastery to be her nun.
It was a gentle exit. Even though he was injured, his eyes were still pity, the corners of his mouth still had a smile, and his mannerisms were still graceful.
This kind of aura in old movies is the most fascinating.
When I grow up, whenever I look back at the beginning of the movie, when Maria stands on the top of the mountain and whirls and sings the phrase "The hills are alive, with the sound of music", I will endure I couldn't help being excited, and then stared at the screen with tears and eyes, watching over and over again at those free-jumping people in the music kingdom.
I listen to the night, how many times
have I almost fallen in love with Yi Mi’s death,
calling her soft name in so many contemplative rhymes,
woven into a song, and my silent breathing;
now she is dying more magnificently,
without taking it at midnight Sorrowful soaring,
when you are pouring out your soul
so crazy!
You are still singing, and I can't hear
you , your lofty Requiem against a puddle of dirt.
The scenes in the movie warmed my whole teenage years. Some of these memories have died and become real things in my body, and some still persist in my heart. I hold them like a straw, and protect them from reality, like being in loneliness. They will also come out to protect me on a dead gray night, teach me not to be destroyed by the world, and teach me to see the true heart in the life of music.
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