If the man could keep playing the cello, he would never wipe the butt of a dead man. Wiping people's buttocks with the hand that plays the cello is the selling point of the story to the petty bourgeoisie, and it hits the heart of the petty bourgeoisie. Harihahan have quite a few reasons to move themselves. He also silently prayed to the same country life - although he could neither play the cello nor wipe the ass of the dead - as if they could recite "Facing the sea with spring blossoms". It's actually just a back.
In order to be moving, the film does not hesitate to evade certain content. Of course, from the point of view of leisure and entertainment, this is enough. Touching can also be sold as a commodity. In the hands of directors and screenwriters, it is just a technical job.
In fact, this is just a movie about model workers, expounding the excellent labor creed that our country has advocated for many years, that is, "do what you do and love what you do". We have every reason to believe that this creed is a tool of public opinion used by violent agencies in order to deceive the public. The stroke is sad.
The best thing about movies is the respect for the dead, even though there is no shortage of that respect being despised by the living. Is a person's life finite or infinite? Perhaps a very simple question, the question is whether a person's personality is finite or infinite. When a person's body is stiff, cold and turned into a wisp of smoke, what is left of him? Are they together?
The deceased in the story, the lonely old lady is the most pitiful, and she died the worst. Not only was she discovered two weeks dead, but she was already disgusting by then. Can the dead be as beautiful as the living? No, if it could, the living would be miserable. Don't let the mortuary master bring you the last beautiful touch and regret. Start now, live beautifully and love others.
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