Mo Mao: Best Actor

I haven't been to JJ for so long that I don't even know how to post a long review. I feel a bit clumsy and just eat casually. By the way, why can the highest score be 2???? This is a story about abducted children, a story about relying on each other in the mud, a story about redemption and being redeemed. Sometimes I feel that human beings are very incredible creatures. People who are not related by blood can still establish so many emotions and relationships, develop friendships, become colleagues, admire and admire them, or hate and despise them. Even without the slightest blood relationship, a blood relationship that connects each other can be given birth to, and a brand new life can be created. Xiaoyu and Xiaomao in the movie have no blood relationship. They are not even old friends from the same school or playmates. They were two parallel lines, but they had an intersection, but this precious intersection did not originate from a chance encounter in the bright world that was so beautiful that it was worth cherishing. On the contrary, it was born out of the most unbearable filth and sin in the world. In Xiaoyu's original world, the living people either live in glory but are contemptuous and indifferent to themselves, or they are intolerable and hate them but have to give in to the other party. There is another kind of people who are also buried in mud, who are not fond of themselves but are timid or complain and hate them. Finally, there is myself, who refuses to obey the heavens and the earth but lives a life as humble as dust. Until a moment of unconscious compassion appeared in his heart, and another life suddenly appeared in his world. This person will cry, make trouble, and miss home. There is a little bit of stupidity that makes him always impatient, and he seems to be no different from other children. Even in the other person's chirping words, the memories were always so beautiful that they made him crazy jealous. But this child is indeed different from others. It is a soul that is always clean and beautiful, just like the warmest afternoon sunshine in spring. No one had ever smiled so sincerely and clearly at him, and he couldn't help but regard him as the only safe harbor in this nightmare. He couldn't help but carry the other person on his back and walk in the mud with difficulty. No matter how hard it was, he couldn't bear to dirty such a clean soul. In the end, even a drop of tears from the other party can make him stunned. He began to want to send this child back to the home he had longed for, no matter how difficult it was, even if it meant nothing to him and achieved nothing, even if in that home, the other person would never have the position he had now by his side. But he still has to do it. This is a very strange feeling, a feeling of dependence on each other that wants to share joys and sorrows with him but does not want the other person to share hardships. For Xiao Mao, at such an ignorant and immature age, and having grown up in a good family environment, his understanding of the world, other people, and everything is stuck on the level of happiness and happiness instilled by his family. He has never thought about how dark the sky is and how malicious people can be. He is a piece of white paper that is as simple as it is fragile, and could be cruelly shredded with a pair of scissors at any time, or stained without mercy. Losing his family overnight was like cutting a huge hole in his heart. In Xiao Yu's eyes, he reacted in such a stupid and dazed way, as if he didn't understand anything. But when he cried, every word he said hit Xiao Yu's heart like a thousand pounds, so that the other person had no strength left. They were like two little beasts with holes in their hearts, and they finally connected each other's injured hearts tightly. Judging from the ending, the concept of "going home" seems to be that Xiaoyu puts Mao into the truck and watches him run away towards his hometown and the new light he regained. In a sense, he finally saved the child who fell into the quagmire like him but was still protected by him as clean, kind and innocent. But in another sense, he is also the one being saved. That clean, kind and innocent child, from the moment he appeared in his sight, was destined to become the light he had long forgotten while struggling in the filth and darkness. Even though it was as weak as a firefly, even though it was tossing and turning, and even though it could not drive away the darkness that entangled and swallowed him, this ray of light was strong enough to shine into his empty heart, reviving the longing for beauty and light buried deep in the mud. He was not consumed by the darkness in the end. He escaped. Although he will continue to walk on this road that he can never turn back in the future, the scorching traces left by this beam of light in his heart will always remain as hot as a flame, burning him and warming him. Whenever he thinks of it, it will still be as vivid as new. Xiaomao is like his weakness and his armor. Without Xiao Mao, his life day after day seems to have been invisibly tamed into a little monster who will do whatever it takes to survive. He is familiar with all kinds of dirty methods and places. He is spurned by others and laughs at himself in his heart. He was forgotten by the whole world and completely abandoned the beauty of this world. At that time, Xiaoyu was indeed cowardly and powerful, just like the wolf cub who first became the leader in the wolf den, fearless and terrifyingly indifferent to everything. Punishing and scolding could not force him to beg for mercy, and the numbness in his mind had cut off all his tears. But with the appearance of Xiao Mao, he began to learn to pull out the thorns on his body, gradually revealing the soft parts. He began to realize the meaning of survival, and began to learn to protect another person. The most beautiful things in the world seemed to be placed by his side by fate. The feeling of being cautious and risking one's own life is called cherishing. There are some things that anyone can do. There are also some things that no one can do. Xiaomao's appearance makes it possible for anyone to hurt him, because he cares enough. Xiao Mao's appearance also caused his cold eyes and indifference to break down one by one, so anyone's bullying of Xiao Mao became unacceptable in front of Xiao Yu, and the reason was still because he cared. Because he cares. Care about a person, care about his birth, old age, illness and death, care about his happiness, anger, sorrow and joy, care about his food and clothing, care about his inner self. What does he think of himself in his heart? He called himself: "Brother Xiaoyu." Different from others, intimate, passionate and eager. Not only because he is beautiful, kind-hearted, does not suffer the sufferings of the world, and does not understand the sinister nature of the human heart. Because he understands that you treat him differently from others, just like a little animal. The kindness you treat him is hidden in the cold words, the evil deeds, the scars left for him, and the orange-flavored canned sugar water on the hospital bed... He will cling to you no matter what, never let go, never shake off, he understands everything. The orange-flavored sugar water in the can tastes not only Xiaomao's desire to go home, but also a subtle transmission of family affection. Every time Xiaoyu heard him talk about the past, she always thought he was as noisy as a sparrow. Maybe even he himself didn't know why he kept so many things in his heart silently. Xiao Mao was sick, Xiao Yu thought about it and bought canned oranges for him. Xiaomao drank the sugar water and shed tears. At that moment, he missed the past so much because the warmth Xiaoyu gave him felt like a family member. What is the concept of home? It is the true home of body and mind, a place where loved ones are present, and a place that you most long to touch every time you are exhausted, sad and uncomfortable. As long as there is a family, it seems that all difficulties will pass and all the lost strength and courage will come back. The night will eventually pass, and with home, light will always come. People's yearning and hope for light is an innate instinct. Even if they are in the mud and darkness, as long as a ray of light shines into their lives, they will still want to do their best to hold on. Family and relatives are not concepts that are only connected by blood. For Xiaomao, who has regained his light, the meaning of "going home" is to reunite with his relatives. That's the instinct of a young child, missing his family and relying on Xiao Yu. Because both of them share a sense of "home" that can make him feel at ease. Now that Xiaoyu has lost all connections with the past and has no way out, the word "go home", which has a strong meaning of longing, has become the most vivid manifestation of reality. It seems that he just maintains the furry world well and with all his heart. The moment the pickup truck started moving, Xiaoyu subconsciously wanted to chase it. He took a few steps and finally stopped. Chasing the light is an instinct, and it is also an instinct for a person to want to go home. His light is packed in a small truck, like a small star. It will be carried by the wind and clouds to a wider sky, accompanied by the bright stars and the moon. From now on, the mountains and rivers and the broad sounds will be hard to find. And the home he had briefly owned and cherished so much disappeared at that moment in those eyes that refused to close. He couldn't hold it tight anymore. I thought about why I was so reluctant to let go of such a small plot in the long text. In the final analysis, it was because I seemed to see the figure of Xiaoyu Xiaomao after leaving Daoxiang Village in such a story. I once thought about this question: If the person who grew up side by side with Maomao was not Mo Yu, after experiencing all the ups and downs of human relationships and experiencing all the dangers of the world, would Maomao still be the same Maomao who values ​​love and justice and distinguishes right from wrong. Maybe, maybe not, there are always many possibilities for unexpected things. In the movie, this possibility seems to have been raised as early as the beginning. If there hadn't been Xiaoyu Xushi's compassion at that time, Xiaomao would have lost his life in the fighting of fists and kicks day after day, or maybe he would have gradually lost his true heart in the so-called "teaching". I think Xiao Yu likes Xiao Mao. This kind of love lacks the friendship between Mo Yu and Mao Mao growing up and the memories of their childhood, but it is the same as Mo Yu's love for Mao Mao. It is pure and clean, and it is the best possible care and longing for bright and beautiful things. Xiaomao must also like Xiaoyu. This kind of love is rooted in the dependence of companionship and grows in sharing the joys and sorrows time and time again. In the end, it will invisibly evolve into an indivisible family relationship, blended into the bones and blood, and buried in life. In those long, cosmopolitan days, Mo Yu may have been like Xiao Yu, struggling to survive in this troubled world with Mao Mao. Not only as a companion who shared the same memories and experiences as the other person, but also as an elder brother, he tried his best to protect him and keep him as far away from harm, danger and cunning people as possible. This is not just the instinct of the elderly. Once people have something they cherish, they will always protect it to the end. Poverty, disease, hunger, disaster, cold eyes, or being treated with force. No matter how painful the experience was, it never changed his true nature, just like Xiaomao who had never stolen anything because of it. Because there is another Mo Yu in Mu Xuanying's life. To him, the other person is like a bamboo horse, like brothers and feet, protecting him, like a father and a mother. They must have experienced a lot during their cosmopolitan days, so much that many years later Mu Xuanying felt that Mo Yu was a relative he could not let go of no matter what, so much that the former Mu Xuanying could jump off a cliff to die for Mo Yu without hesitation. On the other hand, for Mo Yu, the other person has become the moonlight reflected in his heart over the years. It is the rare warmth he can feel in the world, the carrier of all his emotions, and all his longing for family and home. They redeem each other in such a muddy world. Being at home all over the world is far more suitable for them at that time than wandering, because where there is each other, that is home. Maybe, maybe in the distant future, in the time gap that spans most of their lives, in the film, in the words carved by the storyteller, they in the movie will set foot on the road home again and find each other's light again. Just like in another story, they met again in the old village, under the Yunfeng tree, on the top of the mountain where they were parting, and in the long long thoughts of each other. Then, I woke up from the wandering dream. They were reunited at home.

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Please cherish this Brother Yu who has not been blinded by love. Now Brother Yu can still give Maomao a favorable review. When he falls in love, even if Maomao buys a Japanese melon, he will think that this Japanese melon has a unique and unique shape!

Karma, in the past it was the young master who brought everyone good health, but now it is the turn of others to use Mu Xuanying to mentally pollute him!

Freshair... Fresh air... Good air... Magnificence? So Badmen are... Evil?

A bamboo horse dropped from heaven is the best!!!!

The disguised restoration of the original plot killed me

I think Brother Yu is going crazy

Give me a dozen of this kind of reality show.

I love Brother Yu's chest muscles