father calls it a bicycle;
I know it is also called a bicycle.
What was your biggest wish when you were 17?
What were you doing in the summer of 17 years old?
I got on my dad's men's bike that year, and I lost my bike when I was 18, and my dad passed away that year.
Life is actually very simple, simply the language without too much modification at the end. So I like films that document the mundane life of youth, youth and old age.
I like "17 year old bike".
I love the performance of the two young men.
I like the director's delicate and sharp eyes.
The director describes a story with a method close to plain water, a story of a bicycle and two children.
Xiaogui—thousands of people who flock to the city from the countryside, rely on their physical strength to eat and have no money; so this car that is about to belong to him and this job that can make him eat represent everything, he wants this car , he wants this job, one day riding a bicycle, one day running and struggling in the living space. So at the end of the film, Xiaojian decided to give up the car after knocking someone on the head. When the car was delivered, both of them were chased and beaten, and the car was also smashed. The kind and always bullied Xiaogui also picked up the board and turned it around. . This reminds me of a saying, never smash another person's beloved, even if it is a poor person.
Xiaojian - a child of a laid-off worker, a rebellious heart in a restructured family. His father wanted to make a living for the family, so he put forward different requirements to Xiaojian. When Xiaojian achieved each item, his father was always unable to pay for the luxury of a new car because of the unexpected living situation. He stole money to buy a car that once belonged to Xiaogui in the second-hand car market, and regarded it as his favorite. Even lost the hazy love of youthful moments because of this. After the violence, he reached an agreement with Xiaogui to own a bicycle for one person a day. When he looked back, he found that the love of youth was fragile, full of anger and anger. One piece of the board led to the decision to give up the bicycle and to be chased and beaten by more people.
In the story, there are no good people, no bad people, only ordinary people. Everyone is actually a tragedy, a tragedy for a stronger person. From my point of view, the reality is nothing like this. Those memories and stories of youth are all the teenagers in my neighborhood.
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