This is a story about feelings, which comes from family ties. If there must be a gripping inscription, then I think it is growth. If there must be an unforgettable conversation, I hope that the years will stay when we embrace each other. ...
Before watching A Beautiful Life, I thought it was an ancient romantic film, but after watching it, I refused without hesitation. I like the hero's optimism and happiness, as well as his warm and kind heart. He succeeded in shaping the image of a good husband and father, which impressed me.
Pain is inevitable in life, and it is still inevitable now, but the pain is short-lived, and it is sweet and endless after the pain. In the film, Kido created a fairy tale and life for his son with his own life. He left without hesitation for the so-called "1000" score. I clearly remember Kido's antics of winking at my son before he left, giving up, spoiling and being happy ... Seeing this, my tears fell silently, with dust and breathing, and my heart tightened and hurt at this moment. ...
The first and most basic feeling of human beings-affection. It is the link between contacts and people. When love reaches its acme, it becomes kinship.
I can't keep up with the pace, but I can't catch the skirt. With the hope and persuasion of my family, I grew up, and the childish face in my memory clearly emerged in front of me. Naive eyes, babbling, I smiled brightly in my father's arms. Night wrapped around this noisy town, reinforced with cement, red with wine green, and gradually came to an end. My mother is cooking in the kitchen, and I have a good time with my father. He held me in his arms, listened carefully to my whispers and gave me some advice from time to time. Usually my mother walks into the living room with a happy face and rubs my hair. At that time, my father and I opened our hearts to each other as if we knew each other. He used his love to show that I was his treasure, no doubt.
In a blink of an eye, the years passed and the years collapsed. Once a child grew up, once a short girl became a sentimental girl. I began to rebel, fell madly in love with those beautiful and sad words in the fourth grade, began to walk into the unknown world, and began to describe my emotions with a pen. Finally, dad's old-school ignorance and old-school ideas opened a gap that seemed not far away, but actually separated by thousands of miles. However, this gap is still expanding and deepening uncontrollably, so that we can't touch each other's hearts. As a result, a love dominated by black was staged. The cold war, yelling, everything deviated from the track, and each other's hearts were scarred again and again. Dad, I'm tired. I don't want to stand up again. Looking at my aging father, the surging flood in my heart washed away my last line of defense ... he is no longer a father who can fight together.
The cold wind on the street corner is still blowing, cold, really cold, even if I warm my hands, it can't warm my heart. The laughter in the living room was replaced by my father's sigh. Let's go, let's go, people should learn to grow up. When I got home, I saw my father. He was so thin in the cold wind that my cough and my heartbreak were blown away by the wind. Dad is really old, and I have really grown up. I walked gently and found that my father's shoulder was not my height, and I was far beyond it. Then, raise your hand and pat, and my father turned his head. I smiled at him. It was still a bright and innocent smile like a child, but there was an unknown bitterness and growth in this smile ... "Girl, you have grown up, hehe ..." Dad's light smile came from my ear.
In fact, I wanted to say a word to my father that day, but I didn't say it. In the cinema, I was shocked, only Kido's love for his son. It turns out that love can overcome the fear of death, and only love can continue life. Joshua is a continuation of Kido, so I am a continuation of Dad. With my strong heartbeat, I know all this is life. Pain, sadness, sorrow, joy and beauty are connected into a powerful life. Love can really overcome everything, really can. ...
At the end of the movie, Dora meets her son and Joshua shouts, "We won!" " How happy and naive, but I don't know the price he paid for this immature cry. Fatherly love will eventually become gentle, like spring breeze, like a stream. Dad forgives my willfulness, at least not now. "Dad, I'm sorry. Also, I love you and love your dedication and tolerance for so many years. " Did you hear that? I smiled, really from the heart. Dad, even if your shoulder is not my height, in my heart, your shoulder is still my height, and I am still the child who knows nothing, the child who cries when it hurts. I still want to be loved by you so warmly!