The work of this film is thought-provoking, and the meaning and reminiscence contained in it are enduring.
New York, in early April, the air outside is clear and fresh, and there is not a single pedestrian on the road. It has been 53 days since I last went out. During those days, I experienced worry, fear, anxiety and fear. Especially when my husband's symptoms are exactly the same as those of COVID19, and I feel anxious when facing the children and the elderly at home. It seems that just two weeks after the start of 2020, this disaster that has suddenly swept the world has penetrated and engraved in everyone's life. From the end of January to mid-February, we were faced with the daily epidemic updates in China. We were anxious and afraid. At that time, we watched the fire from the other side. It was sad that the motherland was in deep misfortune. Fortunately, we survived the disaster. Although there was anxiety, at that time, we were grateful that health and peace were still around us, and we were grateful that we could still have a lively Chinese New Year, although it was not prosperous.
Day in and day out, I dreamed that I was so close to COVID19 but I was lucky to have escaped, seeing the living beings pass away in struggle and confusion, I couldn't believe this was the reality in front of me, if it was so far away, so close. reality.
Until one day, March 1, when the first case of COVID19 in New York was diagnosed, there were waves in my heart, but there was also hope. Finally, the misfortune of a community with a shared future for mankind came to us. From community transmission, to a hundredfold increase, to tens of thousands, to someone dying every two minutes, the speed at which it all happened caught everyone off guard. It was because of people's carelessness, arrogance and indifference that led to this severe disaster, which finally involved every complete family.
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