Brother Wilhelm: He appeared as a high-spirited teenager. When the war broke out, his brother became a captain as soon as he joined the army. Later, he was successfully promoted to lieutenant. With a group of brothers, he was eager to build his career. He firmly believes that the war will be over before Christmas, when Germany wins, he will be a national hero, and he will confess to his beloved Charlotte when he returns. Until then, he will devote himself to his career and have no time for other things. Later, as the war dragged on and on and death drew nearer, he found that the principles he believed in and followed were collapsing. Those obsessions were pushing him into a bottomless pit, a bottomless pit that could never be climbed, so he retreated and ran away, he didn't want to deal with those ridiculous orders, didn't want to deal with the machine guns lying in ambush on the opposite side, and even didn't bother to listen to his ears. Grated bullets, too lazy to care about victory or not, tired. In an instant, he turned around and left, unable to pay attention, life could no longer bear the burden.
Brother Friedhelm: This is a boy with a melancholy temperament. The reason why people are melancholy is that they seem a little out of place, mostly because they see the essence of things too early. My brother knew early on that war would change everything, change fate, change the fate of five people, and even the fate of the country, so at the beginning of the war, he was obviously evading passively. Don't want to become a killing machine, don't want to live numbly... But in the end? After countless brushes with the god of death and countless times raising his gun at innocent people, his younger brother has changed. He can navigate the battlefield with ease and make a steady move, because at that time he was no longer himself. After Germany's defeat, facing the Russian army, he rushed out. He had already lost his pure and arrogant soul. Therefore, he had to die slowly, and he had to use his death to tell his comrades in arms that the war was over and surrender. is the only way to survive.
Greta: Of the five friends, she was the furthest from the war, but she was the first to die. Her story is too depressing, even more depressing than her brother's.
Charlotte: Don't women have to have love in this life? Every day I look at mutilated limbs and see blood everywhere, how can I survive? If your heart has nowhere to rest, then try to find a home for him.
Viktor Golds: Jews. For him, there is not much description, everything is for living.
Our generation may not experience war, but those times have changed too many people. The original high-spirited spirit has become erratic, the original pure and arrogant has become numb and cold-blooded, and the Christmas that was said to be good has turned into years later. of five people, two less. Cherish the time together, who can say whether they will be together next Christmas.
May the world be at peace.
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