In fact, when the children embark on the journey, everything seems to be doomed, everything happens so naturally, with a sense of despair. . .
The two children always thought their father was in Germany, so they secretly took the train to Germany.
Dear Dad:
We wanted to write to you that we decided to go to see you. We've never met you, so we all miss you so much.
We've been talking about you, and Mom would be pissed if she knew we were gone. We actually love her very much in our hearts, so please don't think we don't care about her. But she really doesn't understand us at all.
We don't know what you look like, Alexander mentioned to me several times, he dreams of you a lot, we really miss you. Sometimes on my way home from school, I always feel that I hear footsteps behind me. I think it's your footsteps. When I look back and find no one, I feel really lonely.
We don't want to burden you, we just want a chance to get to know you and then we'll just leave.
If you want to reply, just tell me with the sound of the train, Dadan. . . Dadan. . . Dadan. . . Dadan. . . I'm right here, waiting for you here. Dadan. . . Dadan. . .
13:43, OINOH station was kicked off.
Not wanting to disturb my mother, I told the stationmaster to find my uncle.
It snowed, and the people in the station crowded out, "the rope around his neck fell off," the woman murmured.
22:17, in the picture, everyone is standing on the street, looking up at the sky, feeling the joy brought by the snowflakes, and their expressions are quiet and peaceful. The camera is pulled away, but it feels like the picture is frozen, like a still life. The sound of the piano came out, the graceful violin, and the two children walked out of the house, looking at the frozen picture, and running.
On the train.
Dear Dad:
How could we have waited so long? We are like leaves floating in the air along the way. The world is so strange! A lot of briefcases, a deadly train station, a lot of words and gestures we don't understand, and a scary night! But we are really happy and continue to move forward.
24:11, got off the train.
A couple of newlyweds were celebrating, and the little boy suddenly burst into tears when he saw the injured dog. After the banquet was over, the guests played trumpets and sang the newlyweds out of the restaurant.
The contrast between the two emotions is obvious.
At 28:20, the two walked on the highway around the mountain, and the violin melody was slowly brought in. Encountered a man, hesitated for a while and then hitch a ride. The man laughed and said, "I'm not a cannibal." At this time, the sound of the piano increased, and the camera was the back of the car, moving away. Against the mountain on the side of the road, it looks extraordinarily lonely.
The young man tried to talk to the two children, and the girl acted nonchalantly and tried to keep her distance. The boy became curious about what was inside the car. There are many costumes. The man replies to the boy, "I'm responsible for making people laugh out loud, or burst into tears," noting the change in his facial expression, the interval between the two sentences, and the slight change in his expression.
- "What do you play?"
- "I play myself."
40:43, a wandering entertainer plays a sad violin. The little boy stopped what he was doing and sat in the chair beside him and listened.
At 41:30, the owner rushed over and chased away the artist. The artist bowed in a gentlemanly manner, and the little boy applauded vigorously.
01:05:16 On
the train.
Dear Dad:
We are so far apart! Alexander said in his dream it felt like you were close. . . As long as he reaches out his hand, he should be able to touch you. We still continue to travel, speeding past, different cities. . . different people. . . Sometimes we feel so tired, so tired that we don't know which side is east and which side is west. I almost forgot about my father and got lost.
Alexander is a little older, he is more serious now than before, he can decide for himself what he wants to wear and say things that you would never expect. I have been very ill these days and feel exhausted, but now I have gradually improved.
However, Germany is really far, far away!
Yesterday, I even thought, maybe we should just give up. What's the point of continuing like this if we'll never reach our destination?
Alexander was mad, just like those mad adults. He said I betrayed him, and I felt ashamed.
Our letters to you are similar in content. We would also remain silent in front of each other, looking at the same world, lights, night. . . And you.
After watching it, I just feel very sad. . . .
March 28, 2010 at
10:52 pm
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