The wonderful female name is Huanxi, stepping on high heels, twisting the S-shaped route, and flying, regardless of the weather, rain and snow to see a man for ten years.
She said, in ancient times, I was afraid that I would be immersed in a pig cage. If there is such a day, you must bring your Detachment of Women to rescue me. Every time I hear this, I don't bother to sympathize with this fellow, and pretend to beat her.
She said, I can give up all these things to find him, but I can't give up so many pairs of shoes. Hearing this, I couldn't hold back my face any longer, and told her, don't be afraid, I'll buy you new shoes in the future.
She said, how can you live so cleanly without being devoid of mud and water.
I have scolded, beaten and despised her, but so what. She has her destiny in life. Perhaps, it's just that we are not lucky enough to meet such a doomed man or such a fateful love.
But if it's really me, gnashing my teeth, but going deep into the bone marrow, I can't bear this kind of love, and I will cut it off on my own. So, she's an idol, my real idol.
One night, Qipa called me, gnashing her teeth as usual, saying that you must watch this movie. A woman's love state will be reflected in all aspects of her, and I have long been used to this fellow's gnashing of teeth. I casually told her that I had heard the name of this movie long ago and thought it was not my thing.
A few days later, I was sitting on the sofa holding the remote control and was bored to pass the time, when I suddenly saw CCTV6 playing this film. Sell her a face, read it. After reading the text message, she is indeed a good movie. She was very proud, and then urged me to say, when you write a movie review, I will wait to see. I said, in a while. The longer you wait, the more you forget the feeling. She yelled. I don't speak.
In the past, I was eager to turn on the lights and fight at night, for fear of staying in my chest. Now is looking at the emotions that are eager to try, and tell them, no rush, no rush. Anything that can be said at once is a simple, unqualified thing. And the complicated, always need to rationalize the clues.
"The Undertaker". A movie with a big theme hidden in silence.
Life and death, what a grand theme. I didn't want to read it at first, because I was afraid of this theme. I thought I was still scared, but after reading it, I was surprised, I wasn't scared at all. Not even sad, not melancholy, not afraid. When the ending song sounded, there was a kind of emotion that came from the heart and wanted to smile.
Yes, smile.
death? No, death is not sad, either lighter than a feather or heavier than a mountain.
What's really sad is life. As you walk further and further away, you will find that life is far greater than death.
The hero of the movie was originally a cellist. In order to survive, he had to return to his hometown and became an mortuary by accident. At first, he accepted the job because of the high salary. He has also been distressed, suffered, hid, suffered from scorn, and finally even his gentle and demure wife was angry.
Every living person has had such a similar experience. For the sake of the decency of the people around him, in order to live dignifiedly in this world, he has to give up his original intention to satisfy that decency.
But he didn't give in. When he first entered the profession, the master said that you are naturally suitable for this profession. He didn't understand, and even more disdain, he is obviously a pair of hands that play the cello, how can he be used to wipe the body and paint the eyes of the dead.
Later, he understood that whether it is suitable or not has nothing to do with the hands. Skills are never difficult. What matters is the heart, the kind, gentle and compassionate heart. A man who can treat his heart with tenderness, no matter whether the deceased is a rapist, a hermaphrodite, or a man who abandoned his wife and children.
Or, to put it more simply, it is called conscience.
His conscience, because of this job is shining brightly, no one will trample on it, no one will spurn it, no one will restrain it, it shines brightly, giving dignity to the dead, comfort to the living, and all kinds of grievances All hatred is put down, at that moment.
As an old Chinese saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are also good. That's because human conscience has not been wiped out.
As an undertaker, only this job of connecting life and death can show the greatest conscience in the quietest and undisturbed manner. When the hands playing the cello touch the deceased in such a melody and artistic sense, it is really the most moving picture, enough to make people forget all the bloody and unbearable life, how quiet and beautiful.
I think if there is anything that impresses me about Japanese culture, then it is the nation's passion for rituals, and the detachment in rituals and the feelings of peace and tranquility.
And this is precisely the most tragic part that has been discarded by our nation. This is part of the reason why we feel the pain of birth more than our older generation.
For the so-called freedom, all rituals that can hold conscience are thrown away, and such a false and impetuous world has been created.
People, they say it's hard to be confused, and it's good to know how to deceive yourself. And movies are also the most suitable means of deceiving yourself. So the ending is happy, abandoned broken, full of hope. He became an excellent mortuary teacher, opened his heart, forgave his father, was considered by his wife, and truly became a father.
But outside of the movie, we have found no forces that can convince us. No choice but to struggle hard in order to be decent, increasingly closed and silent, indulging in nothingness, bowing to the real world.
The greatest comfort is that only the person who only depends on each other has a free heart that may change day and night.
But after this life, but also a death. I still believe in conscience and believe that when you love me, you really love me.
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