However, the lens did not deliberately render any point.
Three generations of young and old crowded in a yurt. They fed camels, fed their children, milked camels, cut camel hair, delivered baby camels... Their lives were simple and full of fun. The cry of children, the sound of wind on the Gobi Desert, the cry of camels, and unintelligible Mongolian dialogues flow with the screen and enter the audience’s field of vision, so that people who have never been here can observe their lives in detail. Appreciate their lives.
The ravages of sand and dust brought disgusting dust to the Mongols. Their yurts were covered with a thick layer of dust overnight. They could no longer fall asleep looking at the blue starry sky, and their travel caused a lot of inconveniences. , But it does not threaten human lives. When the sand was raging, the snow-white fur of the little camel was stuffed with dust, and it kept shaking off the dust from its body, and shed tears...Everything about the sand and dust was true. However, their harmonious life before the dust, the devout prayers of the sacrifices and the simple dialogue and faces of everyone after the dust, all make you think deeply about the hatefulness of those who are full of greed in front of nature.
In fact, sounds from nature are the greatest and most beautiful music. Everything is untouched. The mother camel has always had no love for her baby because it was difficult to give birth when she gave birth to a baby camel. The little camel was waiting to be fed, but the mother camel forbade her to suck milk. The little camel lost weight every day, but the attitude of the camel mother did not improve. The experienced grandfather invited an excellent luthier. The luthier hung the Huqin on the body of the camel. When my mother sang ancient Mongolian ballads and the luthier played the strings with her singing, my ears were full of great mystery. With Ethereal, I suspect that such a beautiful tone really came from these ordinary Mongolians, but I immediately doubted that apart from these people who spend time with this vast Gobi, who can create such beautiful music. This is not the sound created by people but the sound of this Gobi. In this kind of music, everything can be faded, as if everything can be forgiven, everything becomes insignificant, everything is called by an inexplicable force Next to rest. As a result, I saw that the mother camel shed tears and faced the camel child she had disliked, she started rubbing her head and calmly treating the child's sucking.
It's been a long time since the film ended, and my ears were still the singing of Mongolian mother. Shrouded in the mood of the film, my heart is very quiet, firm and joyful. It seems that I have found something, but I can't tell what I found.
When I think about the Gobi again, it seems to see a piece of holy land. It can give such a fast-developing modern society some good enlightenment, about many things around us, about where we come from, where we are going...
And such a film that makes me think endlessly, just The look listen and record from the creators can be so pure, so real, and so intriguing. For me who is studying journalism, this is an excellent teaching material. There must be less self-righteous chatter. In this noisy society, there must be many people like me who like to use their own feelings and perceptions to make their own Judge and think. Be a faithful recorder. When you are faithful to the facts, the eyes that pay attention to you will get the greatest satisfaction, because what they really pay attention to is only the facts.
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