Memories of the river

Enid 2022-04-22 07:01:32

The brothers lived there since they were children, and fishing was their regular entertainment.

The second brother was in the local area, and later became a loafer, unrestrained and unrestrained, causing many troubles and dying young. The older brother went to college and later became a teaching intellectual. But the elder brother missed his younger brother until his later years, and did not despise him as a black sheep. The end of the film is particularly sentimental.
The brother monologues there: "Most of the people I once loved have passed away before me. Now, my descendants have appeared again, and they continue to love me. This big river is still rushing..." At the

end of the film It gave this deep stream through the woods a bird's-eye view, which was spectacular.

My grandparents' hometown is also near the Jushui River at the junction of Xinzhou Dabu and Huanggang's Tuanfeng, and there is no light pollution at night. Every winter and summer vacation or Chinese New Year, I go there, and the stars are beautiful at night.

There are also my warm years, but only on short vacations.

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Extended Reading
  • Jillian 2021-12-22 08:01:23

    This is a poem about jungle, flowing water, fish and bravery. It is a British classic novel suitable for reading in the quiet of the afternoon.

  • Geoffrey 2022-03-27 09:01:10

    A film that is very suitable for watching quietly in the middle of the night; little Norman, the Indian girl, the third child who eats watermelon, crossing the bridge, the father speaks for the last time. Of course, this made me more interested in fishing in the future.

A River Runs Through It quotes

  • Older Norman: [narrating] My father looked at me for a long time, just looked at me and this was the last he and I ever said to me about Paul's death. Indirectly though, he was present in many of our conversations. Once for instance, my father asked me a series of questions that suddenly make me wonder if I understood even my father, whom I felt closer to than any man I have ever known. "You like to tell true stories?" he asked and I answered, "Yes, I like to tell stories that are true." Then he asked, "After you have finished your true stories sometime, why don't you make up a story and the people to go with it? Only then will you understand what happened and why. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us."

  • Rev. Maclean: Each one of us here today will at one time in our lives look upon a loved one who is in need and ask the same question: We are willing help, Lord, but what, if anything, is needed? For it is true, we can seldom help those closest to us. Either we don't know what part of ourselves to give or, more often than not, the part we have to give is not wanted. And so it those we live with and should know who elude us. But we can still love them - we can love completely without complete understanding.