Chapter 648: Little Deer (I)
(a)
There is a large basement in the Bosan base. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info they converted it into an underground movie theater. Every Tuesday night, there are free screenings of some good classic movies.
Because it is relatively far away from the city, the film delivery staff will only come once every two months, and the update of the film source is relatively slow, usually those old films, which are played on a weekly cycle. Therefore, many teachers from the base and classmates from the opposing school team have already watched those films, and when we went to see them, there were not many people in them, basically just us new audiences.
We've seen several films there, but I've forgotten the names.
The plots of two of the films, I can still vaguely remember now.
(b)
One is a costume film shot in the Czech Republic.
The bare hills stretch for thousands of miles. The war horses of the foreign invaders stand at the top.
The only six remaining knights put up a hopeless resistance.
At last. Honor. Attitude. Do not give in.
Swords collided, and the armor was stained red with blood.
Velocity. Chase. Fight. Bellow. Throwing.
Piercing screams. Scramble. Binding. Battery. Trial. Humiliation.
"One last question, do you want to pledge allegiance to our new king?
A contemptuous look. A mouthful of foam on the ground.
"Now, let's see what happens to the resistance!
"Let me see what hellish life is!" The ruler of a foreign country said this in front of the crowd.
A lot of dirt was dug up. Six knights were buried. Their heads are exposed on the ground.
"Luca, are you scared?
"Hashek, what is there to be afraid of!
"Hirbara, are you afraid?
"Erie, I'm smiling!
A gesture passes. The horse team is racing up. The horses' hooves trampled their heads.
The helmet is crooked, the nose is blue and the face is swollen. Eyeballs rolled out of their sockets, and blood flowed from their teeth.
Rain fell from the sky. From there, the blood flowed into the stream of the mountain village.
The knights shouted to the sound of horses' hooves: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." They have been shouting in unison in the rain: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." ”
They turned into the soil of the motherland in pain.
(c)
One is a modern theme filmed in the Czech Republic, with an anti-Nazi theme.
The cobblestone streets are wet. Prague is all wet.
On the corner of the park, the girl kissed the young man.
His eyes didn't blink.
Later, the same was true in the face of the muzzle.
SS raincoats were worn backwards, and three-wheeled motorcycles drove by.
When he and his friends fell, the rain was still falling.
The girl saw one drop of rain chasing after another drop of rain on the power lines and ending up on the cobblestone road.
She remembered the kisses of the past. His lips moved, and no one saw him.
(iv)
We watched the first part together, and then the second part together.
You say, "I love the Czech Republic. ”
I said, "There's the good soldier Shuaike and the Havel writer." ”
You say, "And Nemchova, and Kolar." (Note: All are famous Czech writers)"
I said, "There is fall and darkness. ”
You say, "There is also love and sobriety." A lot. ”
I said, "There's a lot of both, where you die." ”
You say, "So, death is a purifier." ”
You say, "We need death." ”
I said, "It's like you need to breathe." ”
(5)
On that day, the sun was warm, the sky was blue and high.
After lunch, Xiao Song and I talked and walked to the wooden house.
Halfway through the road, you catch up from behind.
You greeted us and then joined us in the conversation.
You talked about what happened in the day's training, and it caused us to laugh all the way.
I'm the one who talks the least. But I have the most words in my heart.
When we walked up to the porch of the cabin, Xiao Song took out the key to open the door.
Just then, your hand touched mine, and I felt something appear in my hand. You shook my hand quickly and hard.
When Xiao Song pushed the door open, you let go of me.
I held it tightly and tucked it tightly in the palm of my hand.
We said goodbye and closed the door.
I saw you smile at me.
As soon as the door closed, I hurriedly unfolded what I was holding in my palm.
I saw a note with a simple diagram of the route drawn on it and "12:30" written underneath.
My heart fluttered sweetly.
(f)
At 12:35, I showed up at the spot where you were dating me.
I don't know how to look at a map. You've been standing there waiting for me for a while.
When you saw me appear, you came to me.
You didn't say anything, and you took my hand. You pull me somewhere.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
You put a finger to your lips and gesture, "Shhh ”
I followed you for a while, feeling a little indistinguishable in the jungle where the sun was shining and the morning dew was dissipating. There are a lot of negative ions swimming in the air, and the lungs are full of fragrance and coolness.
As you approach a target I don't know about, I see you move very carefully and lightly.
I follow your example.
Then, as you slowly pushed back some of the branches and leaves in front of me, I saw something that almost screamed out.
Deer.
(g)
You and the deer look at each other. I was standing farther away.
The ears of the deer are pricked up. You take a step closer towards the deer. The deer took a step back.
You smile at it. You take a step back.
You slowly raise your hands. You say, "Hey, it's still me." ”
Your watch reflects a harsh glow in the sunlight. The deer took another step back.
You come to your senses, and you say, "So you're afraid of this." ”
You slowly take off your watch, take it in your hand, and show it to the deer.
You slowly put it in your pocket. It's gone.
You say, "Look, it's gone." ”
You say, "It's just a watch, it's a time-watch, not a weapon." ”
You say, "Now, can you accept me?" ”
(viii)
That deer is eating a carrot in your hand.
It chews slowly and methodically as it looks at you with its wide, wet eyes.
You stroke its back, and you say to it, "Introduce you to a new friend." ”
Your eyes are on me.
"Want to feed it?" You said.
"You try. Lighten up. It's sensitive. "You say.
I put another carrot to the fawn's lips.
It hesitated, but decided to eat your one.
I'm looking at you. You say, "Let's take this together." “
Now, your hands are free. The fawn was eating a new carrot in my hand. I stroked its warm skin. I looked it in the eye. It looked at me too. It doesn't shy away from it at all.
It eats intently. It ate with relish. It slurped. It eats wholeheartedly. (To be continued.) )