Starting to march in the light music, a few simple and mean explanations, accompanied by the elegant French pronunciation, the flocks of birds began to fly. There are not many humans in the camera. But for the first time, a child cut the silk rope that was used to net the grey-tailed goose. A rare flight, spread out all over the sky. Starting from the lake, I must use as rich a language as possible to describe their hard and hard flying. For example, skimming over the surface of a quiet lake, passing through a bridge hole in a low-altitude flight. In our opinion, such a gentle and graceful flight, feels that there is a kind of calmness in it. However, who would know that the silent valley would make them unable to breathe? If you are not a bird, how can you know? Among those waters, how can I describe it? They stayed, and gunfire sounded. They couldn't stay, they continued to fly, and the fall of several companions witnessed the sinister journey. The poets describe: Keep going north, keep going north. To the north, there is a hometown, like a emptiness and distant hometown. The director described it for us: This is a story about promise. The sound of drums from time to time, let the quiet follow. Those lives that fulfill their promises, keep marching, and strive to fly. They left the snow mountain before the avalanche, and left before the hunter's bullet arrived. Before the night comes, find a place to stay temporarily. Then, live under the watchful eyes of natural enemies. And those ducks who are safely raised will never understand the joy and beauty in the flight. Although, their eyes are filled with incomparable yearning. And I am deeply delighted for the bird that opened the cage for itself on the Amazon River. It opened a world, and this world belongs to itself. The journey is long and helpless-this time requires tenacity and perseverance not to look back. It's about survival, hard and cruel. But I prefer the almost beautiful picture, without impurities, to build a scene that is unique among all people. The melodious soundtrack makes the fall of the black-fronted geese feel graceful. At 92 minutes, Jacques Perrin made the birds' flight performance perfect and impeccable. At the end of the film, Nick Cave's slightly sad voice resounded in the valley, and he whispered low and far away. The timely air flow, the sound of the piano at the beginning, the intermittent drums and the sound of the birds flying, become the last soothing and slightly sad gliding of the film. Not far ahead is the hometown. Attachment: Nick Cave "To Be By Your Side" (Chinese-English translation) Across the oceans, across the seas.
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