None of the Fishers' family is perfect. Nate struggles to escape between life and ideals, and then is manipulated by choice to return to the origin. Brenda's courtship favors, but she was shackled by herself and herself, but in the pain she exchanged it for Willa's proof of inexorable gold. Claire rebelled against conventions and made great complaints against the family, but found the ultimate comfort in the same place. The burden of David's identity made him run around all his life, and finally stopped in unexpected comfort. My favorite Ruth is to press my emotions to the point where it can't be added, and then break out, and then return to the status quo to continue the family with this problem, so that I just want to wait quietly in exchange for the last piece of scenery. Seeing the see-saw among them in a third-person manner, the breaking of the relationship, the reorganization, and the yelling and yelling in their minds, I can't help but think that life is such turbulence. It is precisely because of the endless ups and downs that make this drama so flesh and blood.
To be honest, six feet under makes me feel more uneasy the more I look at it. With the greatest energy to look, to ask and think about these big and small helplessness, the visible and invisible sadness, those in the rest of the remaining life, the stagnation that can not be erased, living in the big world of camp and service, We taste for ourselves, think about it for others, and plan for it?
Ask: Why do people die?
Answer: So life becomes more precious.
Seeing the end, how can we not cry?
Or before the end, we are all Don't give up crying?
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