After realizing that poetry does not originate from beauty and presents itself as beauty, Yang Meizi wrote Poetry

Danielle 2022-03-21 09:03:09

Yang Meizi almost did two bad things.

One was liaising with a wealthy employer who tried to harass her, in order to threaten the employer and ask him for the 5 million won that she could never raise; the other was to collude with six parents to collect 30 million won, In order to help the grandson who is still a middle school student, he committed a crime and escaped legal punishment. At this stage, Yang Meizi, following the teachings of her teacher of poetry and prose, asked flowers and willows, hoping to find inspiration for writing poems from beautiful things, but she found nothing. "Writing poems is too difficult."

Two bad things, finally sublimated into good things after a decision. After a gathering of poetry lovers, Yang Meizi confessed the crime committed by her grandson to the honest police officer.

At this stage, Yang Meizi met a male police officer who was full of reckless remarks at the poetry exchange meeting. She asked the police officer why she was reciting blasphemous poems full of obscene language. Shouldn't poetry be born of goodness and presented as goodness? While praying to the teacher of poetry and writing, I have worked hard to get along with beautiful things, why am I still unable to get the inspiration for poetry?

Yang Meizi learned from someone else's mouth that the police officer who was full of obscenity was actually pure and kind, and she began to have a new understanding of beauty. After the dinner, Yang Meizi, who was sitting on the ground crying, confessed her grandson's fault to the police officer. This is the first sublimation of the film.

Confessional passages are presented in blank space on the film, but the film alludes to this several times. One reason is the grandson. Yang Meizi put the girl's portrait on the dining table and observed that the grandson has no intention of repentance; Yang Meizi tried to communicate with the grandson many times, but found that the grandson was indifferent and lamented the powerlessness of intergenerational education. In the end, Yang Meizi knew that she had Alzheimer's disease, understood that she could no longer accompany her grandson for a long time, and lost the opportunity to lead her grandson on the right path.

Another reason, Yang Meizi hopes to explain to the deceased. After several visits, conversations, and glimpses, Yang Meizi developed a bond with the dead girl, a bond beyond guilt and compassion.

Yang Meizi still submitted the 5 million yuan settlement money. This time, the money was no longer to exonerate the grandson, but to atone for the family of the dead girl. This is the second sublimation of the film, and the director hints at this through Yang Meizi's several rejections of the "celebration banquet" and his dodging in the face of the five parents who are accomplices.

After going through all this, Yang Meizi packed up her appearance for her grandson and said goodbye in this way. At this time, Yang Meizi already understood that poetry does not originate from simple and fragile beauty, and finally wrote the ending "Poem":

"

how are you there?

Is it still so beautiful?

Is the sunset still glowing red?

Are the birds still singing in the woods?

Can you get the letter I didn't dare to send?

Can I express a confession that I dare not admit?

Will time pass, will roses wither?

Now is the time to say goodbye,

Like a gust of wind blowing.

like a shadow,

to promises never made,

For the love that has been hidden,

To the grass that caresses my weary ankles,

and follow my little footprints,

Time to say goodbye.

As darkness falls,

Will the candle be lit again?

I pray,

no one weeps anymore,

I want to tell you,

How deeply I love you.

Endless waiting in midsummer.

An old path is like the face of a father,

Even lonely wildflowers fade away.

how much i love,

Whenever I vaguely hear your singing,

My heart throbbed wildly.

I bless you,

Before crossing the dark river,

With the last breath of my soul.

I started to dream,

A sunny morning.

I wake up again,

in the dazzling sunlight,

I saw you,

stand beside me.

"

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