Frank recreates fine wines, grills home, and waits for the grown kids to come back for a weekend reunion. In the end, all that was waiting for him was a recorded message and an apology. So Frank hit the road on his own and decided to find his kids.
Yes, not the house you see, the car, the window glass, or the wires, but the PVC protective film that wraps the wires, "Doing 100 miles a week, that's the nonstop bag, the nonstop bag, It took a million feet of wire to cultivate who they are today." The pole father said these words casually.
Four children, four cities, and four trips, all of which can't be hidden. When I see the children, all they appear are their childhood appearances and smiling faces. Dad raised his camera and took pictures of his children's grand office, spacious room, and LCD TV. Every time we parted, Dad asked "Are you happy?" Yes, I saw your spacious apartment and proud work, but are you happy?
At that time, I thought, what parents care about most is whether their children are happy or not, not their appearance.
So he continued to get angry at the excuses of the children and sent his father away. Robert said on the phone, "Yeah, I'm not actually playing tonight, I'd love to be with him, but I don't know what to say to him."
At first, I blamed them. Why is he so busy, so busy that only the unwell father dragged the suitcase and ran across the country to see them all night? It was not until later that I gradually discovered the harshness and expectations that the electric pole father had on the children when they were young, which made each of them breathless and only dared to talk to their mother. Perhaps, this movie is also a lesson for parents. Every child has his own way to go.
Does Frank think of his young son David when he sees homeless youth at the subway station? When I saw the last little son's weird telegraph-style painting, I realized that they were in love with each other. The child is afraid of disappointing the father's expectations, and the father is afraid that the child will confuse the future of "painter" and "artist".
Fortunately, everyone is happy in the end. Christmas is finally lively at the table. For me, the element of home is a large dining table, a place where all members of the family have a reason to sit.
Before college, I often stuck by my computer and didn't go out to eat. No matter how my parents shouted, that is, I quickly took a few bites of rice and went back to the room to play on the computer. No matter how I stayed, I couldn't keep it. After college, until one day, my father said, "It's ok if you don't eat, you can sit with me." Instantly, I realized the meaning of Sitting at the table, and I never had to ask for dinner. And the dining table has become synonymous with my "home".
After reading it, I was going to help my parents apply for US visas. I had to be patient with them. After three months, I would hold my mother in the left hand and my father in the right, and take them around the United States. Don't be in a hurry, don't get angry or impatient, and tell them my world patiently. There is nothing more happiness than this: "The child wants to be raised, but the parent is still there".
It turned out that when I called home, I always said that my mother was there? When Dad answered the phone, he also asked, Dad, find Mom. Now, fortunately, she is still the youngest daughter in the family, and she started to call and say, "Mom, find my handsome dad! Be proud of him"
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