The Director of Music Department

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

Dad's arms were raised high, but his eyes were filled with reluctance and hope.

There were tears in the mother's eyes, but in the end she could only look at the child for the last time, and then closed her eyes and could not open them again.

Little man survived.

In my ears, I can hear her mother teaching her to sing that song: "There is only a mother who is good, and a child with a mother is like a treasure..."

But from now on, she became a motherless child.

I vaguely remember singing the song "Follow her dad, follow her dad, there is no way to be ugly, what should I do? It's a pity to lose it."

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

"what is this?"

"Yah!"

"what about this?"

"Goose."

"Huh, what about this?"

"Shake!"

"what about this?"

"Convex!"

"What about this one?"

"father......"

This is the case again. At this moment, the screen replays the joy that made people laugh before, and at this time, it can make people cry more fiercely.

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

"The accident caused 35 deaths and injuries among passengers, 14 of whom died. The oldest of the dead was only 40 years old, and the youngest was 7 years old. After investigation, the accident was caused by an overloaded cable car with a serious design flaw. In this accident, a child who was only 3 years old survived miraculously. Her life was the miracle of being held by her parents."

Seeing this, the mood of the people in the theater is particularly complicated. This story has a turning point, but it is too cruel to raise and lower it.

Even if they are all middle-aged, they still can'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 tap, drying clothes in the yard... .... A harmonious morning scene of a farmhouse is portrayed under the lens.

Many people nodded. Wang Yifan may not have too many advanced skills, but the pictures taken are always beautiful.

The camera zoomed in and showed the little girl, who was about seven or eight years old, standing next to a rusty faucet, watching the water slowly flowing from the faucet into the bucket, wiping the sweat from her forehead from time to time.

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

The shot was taken to the room, a simple stove, a worn wooden table, and a few small stools. The little girl carried the bucket with difficulty, and then poured the water into the tank.

Immediately afterwards, she started to burn the fire and cook, but she was too young, and the light was lit several times before it was lit, and the smoke on her face was all over her face.

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

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

For a few minutes, there was no dialogue or any words, but no one felt boring, but was aroused by deep curiosity.

The sick mother took the bowl and looked at the disgraced daughter. She was full of distress, but she didn't know what to say, so she stroked her daughter's head silently, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and smiled encouragingly.

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

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

The little girl feeds very carefully and earnestly. When her mother finishes eating, she will help her to sleep again. The little girl went to eat by herself. In the shabby room, the little girl was eating while reading.

She looked very seriously, very seriously!

The lens conversion is a long-range lens of the whole village.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)

The little girl was standing in front of the dilapidated door frame, measuring her height, and using white chalk to draw the new height, visible on the door frame, there are several traces drawn by white chalk very close.

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

Obviously the little girl is pure and careful, hoping to grow up soon, right? It is still silent here, but the picture is very smart.

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

Seeing this scene, the people in the movie hall couldn't help but feel a little confused, especially those with children at home, thinking of their own children, at this age, where is a little girl one-tenth sensible? I usually know that I want something delicious, something 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 her tears and stood up.

In the shadow of the morning light, the little girl stroked the mottled red wall on the side of the road with her hand, lowered her head, and walked home silently...

When she was downcast, passing by the waste collection station at the entrance of the village, she accidentally saw other people selling waste products. Her eyes lit up, as if she saw the hope that she could collect enough money to treat her mother.

Perhaps because of seeing hope, she no longer fell dejected, and the pace of walking back became a lot lighter, and a long-lost smile appeared on her small face.

From then on, among the bricks and rubble, in the small river ditch by the village, and beside the garbage dump, there was a little girl. She searched awkwardly for anything that could sell money.

Even though she was embarrassed, but looking at the results of her labor, the little girl still showed a happy smile.

The first time she went to sell the mineral water bottle she picked up, she tremblingly passed the plastic bag, and the tattered uncle first gave her a ten yuan piece, and suddenly looked up and saw that it was a little girl. Maybe she thought she had no money to find it. , Gave her zero: "Uncle give you more, come next time!"

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

"Nini, is your mother's illness cured?" asked an aunt in the village.

She nodded fiercely—probably in her small mind, very firmly believed that her mother's illness would get better.

"The traffickers in the west of the village have just been released. Don't go there to play if you have nothing to do!" The aunt reminded me kindly, but she didn't expect it. It was this sentence that planted a seed for the little heart, but at this moment. The viewers are not clear about it.

She listened carefully, then nodded sensibly. Then he continued the joy before, jumping to the direction of home.

PS: Two chapters have been published in a row, now I can’t say that I am out of chapter!