The Director of Music Department

"He used his shoulders to support the starting point of my rebirth, tears filled my eyes in the dark, don't leave, don't hurt..."

Dad raised his arms high, but his eyes were full of reluctance and hope.

Tears were shining in the mother's eyes, but in the end she could only look at the child reluctantly for the last time, and then closed her eyes, unable to open them again.

The little one survived.

It was as if she could vaguely hear her mother teaching her to sing that song: "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure..."

But from now on, she became a child without a mother.

I still vaguely remember singing the song "Follow her father, follow her father, no matter how ugly you are, there is nothing you can do about it. What should I do? It would be a pity to lose it."

This was the scene that made everyone laugh before, but at this moment, no one can laugh anymore.

"what is this?"

"Ya Ya!"

"what about this?"

"Goose."

"Hey, what about this one?"

"Shaking!"

"what about this?"

"Convex!"

"What about this one?"

"dad......"

It's like this again, at this moment, when the screen is played back, how much fun it made people laugh before, now it can make people cry so much.

The camera went dark, and suddenly, a ray of sunlight pierced the darkness and brought light.

"In this accident, 35 passengers were killed and injured, 14 of them died. Among the dead, the oldest was only 40 years old, and the youngest was only 7 years old. After investigation, the accident was caused by the overloading of a cable car with serious defects in design. And In this accident, a 3-year-old child miraculously survived, and her life was a miracle supported by her parents."

Seeing this, the people in the movie hall were in very complicated moods. This story, the turning point is a turning point, but it is too cruel to go up first and then back down.

Even though they were all middle-aged, they still couldn't help crying.

The third story begins.

In the picture, the lens is from top to bottom, from far to near, the rising sun shines into a yard, a little girl appears in the picture, the sound of running water under the faucet, clothes drying in the yard... .... A harmonious farmhouse morning scene is portrayed under the lens.

Many people nodded their heads. Wang Yifan may not have too many advanced skills, but the pictures and scenery are always very beautiful.

The camera zooms in and shows the little girl, about seven or eight years old, standing by the rusty faucet, watching the water slowly flow from the faucet into the bucket, and wiping the sweat from her forehead from time to time.

The water was not full, probably only half filled the bucket, so the little girl turned off the tap, then lifted the bucket with difficulty, and walked into the house.

The camera is shown inside the room, with a simple stove, a worn wooden table, and a few small stools. The little girl is struggling to carry the bucket, and then pours the water into the tank.

Immediately afterwards, she started to light the fire and cook, but she was too young, so she lit the fire several times before it ignited, and her face was stained by the smoke.

But she still cooked the porridge quickly. She stepped on the small stool, filled a bowl of porridge, and walked into the back room, coughing and coughing came from the room.

The camera shifted to a haggard woman, who was the child's mother.

For a few minutes, there was not a single line of dialogue, nor any words, but no one felt bored, but was aroused deep curiosity in their hearts.

The bedridden mother took the bowl and looked at her disheartened daughter, feeling distressed, but didn't know what to say. She could only silently stroke her daughter's head, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and an encouraging smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Mom, I'll feed you!" The little girl looked at her mother expectantly and said.

The mother nodded, and the little girl took a spoon, took a spoonful, then blew, and handed it to her mother's mouth...

The little girl fed her very carefully and earnestly. After her mother finished eating, she would help her to sleep. The little girl went to eat by herself. In the simple room, the little girl read a book while eating.

She looked very seriously, very seriously!

The camera transition is a long shot of the whole village.

"Woooooo!" The rooster crowed, and the sun rose from the horizon in the east, and the first ray of sunlight shone on the small yard again.

The little girl stood in front of the dilapidated door frame, measured her height, and drew a new height with white chalk. It was visible on the door frame, and there were a few very close traces drawn with white chalk.

Seeing that she had grown a little taller, a smile appeared on the little girl's face, but then she was a little discouraged.

Obviously, the little girl is purely thinking, hoping that she can grow up quickly, right? It is still silent here, but the picture is very agile.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl took the rice bucket and wanted to wash the rice for cooking, but found that the rice in the bucket had bottomed out, not enough for a meal. She seemed a little sad and helpless... But she couldn't let her mother know , So, she could only sit under the old tree at the head of the village alone, wiping tears secretly by herself.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the movie theater couldn't help but feel a little confused, especially those who have children at home. Thinking of their own children, at this age, how can there be a tenth of a sensible girl? I usually know that I want something delicious and fun, and I cry if I don’t give it.

In the picture, the little girl seemed to see the rice bucket that had bottomed out again. She wiped away her tears and stood up.

In the shadow of the morning light, the little girl caressed the mottled red wall by the roadside with her hand, lowered her head, and walked home silently...

When she was dejected, she passed by the waste collection station at the entrance of the village and accidentally saw other people selling waste products. Her eyes lit up, as if she saw the hope that she could raise enough money for her mother's medical treatment.

Perhaps because she saw hope, she no longer felt downcast, and walked back much more briskly, with a long-lost smile appearing on her little face.

From then on, among the bricks and rubble, in the small river ditch beside the village, and next to the garbage dump, there was a little girl. Somewhat clumsily, she scoured for anything to sell.

Even though she was disheveled, the little girl still showed a happy smile when she saw the fruits of her labor.

It was the first time she went to sell the mineral water bottle she had picked up. She handed over the plastic bag tremblingly. The uncle who collected the tatters first gave her a ten-yuan one. Suddenly he looked up and saw a little girl. Maybe he thought she had no money to look for. , and gave her a zero: "Uncle will give you more, come back next time!"

Holding the first sum of money she earned, she was jumping happily on the way home, her steps were so light, and the smile on her face was so happy. At this moment, in this small period of time, the world's troubles seemed to be far away from her, and all she could feel was happiness.

"Nini, is your mother cured?" asked an old woman she met at the head of the village.

She nodded fiercely—probably in her little head, she firmly believed that her mother's illness would be better.

"The traffickers at the west end of the village have just been released, so don't go there to play if you have nothing to do!" Viewers don't know it.

She listened carefully, then nodded sensibly. Then he continued the previous jumping, bouncing and bouncing towards home.

PS: Two chapters have been posted in succession, so I can't say I broke the chapter now!