The story was worrying from the beginning. A woman, among a group of men, makes me feel a little embarrassed. Imagine that a girl as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade is going to marry Asako, and she is still in her fifties. I can't help feeling distressed and sick. But the author has set up the stage, and sedan chair will be my grandfather Yu Zhanao. Jiu-Er said nothing, first he was silent in the sedan chair, then he cried, scissors in his hand. On the way, I easily fell in love with the sedan chair master (Yu Zhanao). When the hand grabs her feet, love ripples in each other's hearts, which is a tacit confession.
On the way to get married, he was ambushed by the bad guys. In the sorghum field, a man said nothing and created a holy land of love. Two of a kind, who is passionate about love, is an understatement. The close-up is the mighty sorghum, dancing with the wind, as if it were a hymn of love. The hero is not a perfect person. He peed in the wine childishly, rudely picked up Jiu-Er, walked into the room, grabbed the bride, got as drunk as a fiddler, and talked nonsense ... It was really simple, but it was a portrayal of simple life. Masculinity and heroism, romance and massiness are vividly portrayed. The heroine is even more worrying and admirable. When I was driven back to Li Po by my father 18, I finally spoke. The short word is "good! When I leave, I will never come back! " Just walk away.
The newly married husband died, so the family couldn't go back. How to move on with her life? This story makes people feel unprecedented sadness and sadness for Jiu-Er. However, she came out and said simply and forcefully, "Everybody stay and listen to me ..." Then she took on the responsibility of being the master, simply making wine and living with a smile.
In this way, my soul was shocked for a long time. When I was the most desperate secular modern person, the heroine cheered up and went on living a seemingly unremarkable life without thinking too much. Brewing became a god of worship, and everyone laughed happily after drinking. ...
These simple and simple lives seem impossible to us today, but our life today is too rich, so I have a sense of desolation and fear in the face of such a simple life. They only have a large area of sorghum fields, no vegetable fields, no paddy fields, no shops, and there seems to be no family in Fiona Fang for dozens of miles ... How can they continue their lives? Judging from the current thinking, it is "a small group with inconvenient transportation, extremely poor materials, no entertainment, no medical care, no friends, and loneliness and helplessness".
I think of the life of my grandparents or great-grandparents. Didn't they live like this when they were young? I can't help but feel afraid of the life I've never set foot in, and then I see her perseverance in Jiu-Er's smile, and I feel the greatness of a fearless, calm, tenacious and vigorous life!
Turn a blind eye to all difficulties and hardships and live a simple life calmly. Isn't that what we modern people lack? With the continuous filling of materials, life is infinitely wonderful, and our hearts are becoming more and more simple, rough, barren, barren and painful. Those primitive vitality and wild calls are bound in reinforced concrete, imprisoned in fame and fortune, and stranded on the colorful beach of life. We have the most magnificent material in human history, but we have lost the purest, most natural and most vital spirit and the richness from simplicity to luxury.
After the movie, the phrase "Mom, Mom, go southwest …" and the swaying sorghum fields in Wang Yang still reverberate in my mind for a long time. That is the strength in the depths of life, that is strength, resistance and persistence.