When the movie came to an end, all that was left was a stomach full of pain.
All the metaphors in life are bluntly and smoothly switched into the field of vision. No matter who they are, they are silently enduring all this.
There is no room for resistance.
The prey that people chased on the white snow was plundered by flying eagles after being hit by Chenping; abandoned children soaked in paddy fields, their bodies swelled, and they died ugly; The body frantically vented; the people who stole the food were raided and buried alive; according to tradition, the old man was abandoned in the wilderness deep in the mountains full of bones...
The snow fell.
People's anxiety, intolerance and greed are nakedly exposed in the face of poverty. Humanity is not at its peak at this moment.
Sorrow is mercilessly taken away by reality, you have no room for hesitation, even your soul can only whine in the wind and disappear in an instant.
The metaphor of human nature returns here to its most fundamental state: the succession of the lineage, like animals, allows the species to live on and on. And this persistence comes from the same instinct of human nature as animals, there is no doubt.
This is a blessing, but also a greater and empty sadness.
Food, sex, fertility. The ultimate instinct weaves the omentum of survival, and our selfish hunched back, white-haired old mother, accepted all this calmly and calmly, and for the sake of her children and grandchildren, she was cruel to outsiders and herself. never showed mercy.
Although she buried her grandson's wife Asong, she is undoubtedly the most distressed and most lovable figure. She loves her children and grandchildren, which is undoubtedly reflected in every bit.
It was a great maternal love that was so intensely in the blood. When she saw the new daughter-in-law, she felt so strong and very happy. After giving the daughter-in-law food, she immediately knocked off her big healthy teeth on the hard rock. The younger son of this situation was not allowed to speak out. After that, she ran in front of everyone, happily showing her big mouth with blood and missing front teeth, telling the world that she was not an old demon, that she was useless and was going up the mountain. At that moment, she rejoiced like a child.
After teaching her daughter-in-law to catch fish and solving her second son's sexual desire problem, she chose to go up the mountain with unusual calmness and choose the road that leads to her death. She didn't struggle, she used her hard courage to inspire her eldest son Chenping.
On the way up the mountain, she said nothing. After reaching the destination where there are bones everywhere, she tapped her son on the back to let him put her down, and when Chenping came back to call for her mother after the snow covered the ground, she sat cross-legged, with both hands on her chest, Dial forward and instruct my son to go back. The bloodless face gradually returned to sacrifice in the serenity of meditation.
The metaphor of human nature is cruel instinct and love in cruel instinct.
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