I haven't read it in its entirety. I started watching it from 1/3 yesterday. Fortunately, I know the outline of the story.
It seems to be the 1924 Olympic Games, which was a rudimentary mess, muddy ground, and rudimentary stands, but when I looked at it, I felt cordial, as if I had experienced a school sports meeting, with a familiar atmosphere.
The Beijing Olympics that remain in our memory is a gorgeous picture, beautiful and splendid, but most people are just spectators and can no longer be integrated into it. Now that it has disappeared, what is left for us?
100 years ago, sports more embodies a spirit, just like two different male protagonists in a movie, with different beliefs and backgrounds, both of them were hesitant, but they both proved themselves through sports. Today's Olympic Games belong to a very small number of elites, and they can no longer find the spirit of the origin of the Olympic Games.
A lot of things are boom and bust, from the ancient Roman Empire, to Eastern Babylon. The 2008 Beijing Olympics should be the peak in the history of the Olympic Games, but in comparison, I prefer the 1924 Olympics.
The Olympic Games that have passed are irresistible. Think of the simple years that human beings once had, running in the mud, everyone can, as long as they have a dream and can persevere, they can prove themselves on the field.
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