The feeling of watching "The Qingbingwei of Dusk" is beautiful. Qingbingwei at dusk, the story of a samurai, a samurai who needs to rush home before dusk, turned into a super dad, no wings, no multi-function of 007, but there is no less work, go to work in the vassal, treat casual workers like a full-time job , Too busy to take a bath, let alone remarriage. Why don't you get married anymore? As a lower-level samurai, with a monthly income of fifty shi, as well as overdrafts and repayments, even if the swordsman is superb, Seibei will worry about whether he will be able to eat tomorrow. Declining the marriage appointed by his uncle, never participating in the gatherings of his colleagues, Qingbingwei, who seems to have no desires, has a more sincere ideal, just like watching the crops grow, watching the daughters grow up day by day, such joy Happy with tears.
Sanada Hiroyuki, who played Qingbingwei, gave the best performance, and the scene of accepting the order of the vassal was the best. Miyazawa Rie smiled so beautifully. The picture is also beautiful, simple and powerful. Snow-capped mountains, river water, picking wild vegetables by the river, fishing, farming, cooking smoke before dusk. Qingbingwei went to work in the early morning and returned home before dusk. There was sunshine and leaves. When the calm flowing river water floated over the corpses, because of the famine and because of the battle, people watched silently and blessed the afterlife. Fireside chats at night, encourage my daughter to read, to reflect on myself, not just to learn tailoring skills. If it is a pastime, fishing and hunting, at this time, I confided some thoughts to my friend Pengjiang's brother. In the face of happiness, Qingbingwei panicked, life was difficult, beauty was fleeting, and he was not ready.
The story takes place before the Meiji Restoration, when the samurai gradually declined and the ronin gathered. The so-called Twilight Age of the Samurai. The Boshin War broke out and the feudal power disputed, and the samurai became the first victims of the struggle for rights and interests. Fierce battles, sacrifices, lucky victories, some people are rising to the top, some people have no names. Rebellion and orthodoxy, what is right and wrong? Risking their lives, waving the flag of loyalty and justice, stimulating each other with class and hatred, fighting each other, the bottomless black. Those subtle beauty, or the ties of family, even if it is short-lived, are actually enough to support the continued life. Times meet and continue, poverty, twilight and battle, hope breeds.
Qingbingwei was a lower-level samurai, working in the feudal mansion, receiving a meager salary to support his family. His wife died when his youngest daughter was 5 years old, his two immature daughters, and a demented mother, Qingbingwei became more busy, and did not have the time to clean up himself, let alone show his superb swordsmanship. Pengjiang, a friend who grew up with childhood sweethearts, divorced, and came to Qingbingwei to reminisce about the old days, helping Qingbingwei to clean up the house and take care of the old and young. The two gradually developed a good feeling for each other. Because of cleaning up the ex-husband who came to trouble Pengjiang, Qingbingwei's skills were exposed and known by the feudal lord. At the time of the dispute over feudal power, the lord ordered Qingbingei to duel with the traitor.
In addition to being a good father and skillful, Qingbingwei was also an honest man. Brother Pengjiang conveyed the message that Pengjiang wanted to marry Qingbingwei. Qingbingwei immediately panicked and declined. It's not that he doesn't like Pengjiang, and finally, before the duel, the brave also made a clumsy and touching confession. Because it has always been forbearance and hardship, the sudden intrusion of Pengjiang made Qingbei unable to believe and at a loss. In the middle of the night, when the vassal's order came, Qingbingwei bowed his head and lay on the ground, begging for a one-month time limit to practice. I implore the practice period to be valid. If there is no return, I would like to explain to myself and my important people.
The vassal order was difficult to violate, and Qingbingwei said goodbye to the leader, hoping to help take care of his two daughters. Leaders began to say that they should not say dejected words and have the confidence to win. Later, they also realized that they should accept the two sides of the facts and be prepared to lose. In the matter of work and fatherhood, Qingbingwei's professionalism was moving, and the leader bowed silently. After returning home, Qingbei was going to a duel the next day. He glanced at his sleeping daughter and mother, closed the wooden door, lit the lamp, and sharpened his knife in the dark night. , it was smoothed down and became cold and sharp. I don't know what the road ahead is, but this knife is bound to come in handy.
Qingbingwei's two youngest daughters, the elder sister does more housework and helps her father do part-time work, and the younger sister is mainly responsible for accompanying the demented grandma. It's time for grandma to go to bed. Good night, grandma. The two girls are innocent and mature. Qingbingwei asked them if they would feel lonely without a mother? They both shook their heads, and they wouldn't feel lonely when their father was there. When Miss Pengjiang came home, the two girls danced happily and had gifts to carry. They could do housework together, learn life skills, and sing and watch operas together. The younger sister Eden saw the blood-covered Kiyobei coming back from the duel at the door, and ran away in fright. Kiyoteng picked up Eden and said that his father had returned. The calmness and hard work of the two sisters makes people sometimes forget that they are also afraid and that they are just children.
Miss Pengjiang is very brave. In the post-warrior era, women are still acquiesced in being incapable of being a virtue. Don't read too many books or they won't get married. Pengjiang divorced and questioned his elders. As long as he was willing, he would go to Qingbingwei's house, play games with the children, do housework, and sit and chat. What I like most about her is her initiative, speaking and doing. After Qingbingwei left, she took her two children to Tokyo, worked to raise them, and helped them choose husbands.
Qingbingwei duels with opponents, and ideology sublimates before fighting. It is impossible to judge whether the superior is a conspirator, but he treats me well, and I help to do things and kill people and do my duty. You and I are both pawns, originally people in the same disease, receiving rewards and doing things, and fighting each other under the situation, you are dead and I am alive, it is better to have a cup of tea first. I understand your suffering, it's better to have a cup of tea. I'm a samurai, and confronting me with a bamboo sword is an insult and must fight. Warriors have dignity, and under the dispute of rights, there is only darkness.
There is no sweetness once and for all after the battle, and it is a new round of war and sacrifice, but the picture of the return journey is beautiful. Under the snow-capped mountains, the little girl turned into an old woman, smiling, the traces of the torrent of life disappeared, the dusk of Qingbingwei, full of strength, nourishing hope, the old woman set off back to the city.
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