As a work of conscience in horror films, I feel that every nation has a different culture of death. I don’t know if you have any memories: When I was in elementary school, I had to pass through a middle school playground on my way home. The playground was very large, with corn fields on both sides. Funerals in the village were often used for funeral sheds and coffins on the playground. Just put it inside. Before the funeral, the coffin should be placed on the open space of the playground. I remember it very clearly, because the primary school has to go to early self-study, get up at 5 in the morning, and get to the school at 5:30. The playground is The only way to go, you can often see naked coffins on the playground, that is, the painted coffins are placed on two benches, and some weeds are covered under the benches. Every time you pass by those coffins, you can smell the paint of the lacquered coffins. The smell and an indescribable smell. The smell is like death. My grandfather can smell that smell when he died. I have experienced the funerals of several relatives later, and I can smell that smell every time. The taste is terrifying, especially when I see those wearing filthy piety and filial piety, that taste will appear in my heart, and that taste is also a kind of fear of facing the parting of relatives.
I often have a dream: the dream is very dark and I can’t see things clearly. I sit on the side of the road. The road below looks like a cliff. My feet are drooping on the side of the road. I look down. The black water in the pool looked terrifying, as if the things inside were holding me down, but I couldn’t move. The darkness next to it blocked my vision. I tried my best to patrol my relatives, and I could vaguely see through the darkness. Seeing them, but I can't speak, it feels terrifying.
In my impression, people attach great importance to the ritual of death. There are various rules and taboos. Young people must follow the arrangements of their elders, otherwise it will be very unlucky. Although I don’t believe it, I still have to follow them. . I think this is respect for and inheritance of tradition.
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