"He used his shoulders to hold up the starting point of my rebirth, and tears filled my eyes in the darkness. Don't leave, don't hurt..."

Dad's arms were raised high, but his eyes were filled with reluctance and hope.

The mother's eyes were shining with tears, but in the end she could only look at the child reluctantly for the last time, and then her eyes closed and could no longer open.

The little man survived.

I could vaguely hear my mother teaching her to sing the song: "There are only mothers in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures..."

But from now on, she has become a motherless child.

I still vaguely remember singing the song "Follow her dad, follow her dad, no matter how ugly you are, there is no way to do it. What should I do? It's a pity if I lose it."

This was originally a scene that made everyone laugh before, but at this moment, no one could laugh anymore.

"What's this?"

"Yaya!"

"Where is this?"

"Goose."

"Hey, where is this?"

"Thunch!"

"Where is this?"

"Rheaven!"

"What about this?"

"dad......"

This is the case again. At this moment, the picture will replay the picture again, which makes people laugh so much joyfully before, and at this time, it will make people cry so fiercely.

The camera went dark, and suddenly, a ray of sunlight pierced through the darkness and brought light.

"The accident caused 35 passengers to be killed and injured, 14 of whom died. The oldest of the dead was only 40 years old and the youngest was only 7 years old. After investigation, the accident occurred due to overloading of the cable car with serious defects in design. In the accident, a child, who was only 3 years old, miraculously survived. Her life was her parents, and she held it with her hands."

Seeing this, the people in the cinema are in a very complicated mood. The story is a turning point, but it is too cruel to raise first and then suppress.

Even though they were all middle-aged, they still couldn't help crying.

The third story begins.

In the picture, the camera is from top to bottom, from far to near, the rising sun shines into a yard, and a little girl appears in the picture, with the sound of water flowing under the faucet, and the clothes drying in the yard... The camera depicts a harmonious morning scene of a farmhouse.

Many people nodded. Wang Yifan may not have too many advanced skills, but the scenes taken were always very beautiful.

The camera moved closer and gave it to the little girl. She was about seven or eight years old, standing next to a rusty faucet, watching the water slowly flowing into the bucket from the faucet, wiping the sweat on her forehead from time to time.

The water was not full, and it was probably only half a bucket. The little girl turned off the faucet, then lifted the bucket with difficulty and walked into the house.

The camera was given to the room, a simple stove, a worn wooden table, and a few small stools. The little girl struggled to carry the bucket and poured the water into the water tank.

Then, she started to burn the fire and cook, but she was too young. She lit the fire several times before lit it, and her face was so smoked that it was covered in smoke.

But she quickly cooked the porridge. She stepped on the small stool, served a bowl of porridge, walked to the inner room, and bursts of coughing came from the room.

The camera shifted to a haggard woman, who was the child's mother.

In a few minutes, there was no dialogue or any words, but no one felt bored, but his heart was deeply curious.

The mother, who was ill in bed, took the bowl and looked at her dirt-faced daughter with a lot of heartache, but she didn't know what to say. She could only touch her daughter's head silently, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and an encouraging smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Mom, I'll feed you!" the little girl looked at her mother expectantly and said.

Mom nodded, the little girl took a spoon, scooped a spoonful, then blew it, and handed it to her mother's mouth...

The little girl feeds her very carefully and seriously. When her mother finishes her meal, she will help her to sleep. The little girl will go to dinner by herself. In the simple room, the little girl eats and reads books while eating.

She looked at it very seriously, very seriously!

Lens conversion is a long-range lens for the whole village.

"Woo woo woo woo woo!" The rooster crowed, and the sun in the east rose from the horizon, and the first ray of sunlight shone on the small yard again.

The little girl stood in front of the shabby door frame, measured her height and drew a new height with white chalk. There were several very close white chalk marks on the door frame.

Seeing that he grew a little taller, a smile appeared on the little girl's face, but then she was a little discouraged.

It was obviously the little girl's simple thoughts, hoping that she could grow up quickly, right? It was still silent here, but the picture was very lively.

Then the little girl took the bucket of rice and wanted to wash rice and cook, but found that the rice in the bucket had already reached the bottom and was not enough for a meal. She seemed a little sad and helpless... However, she couldn't let her mother know, so she could only sit alone under the old tree at the entrance of the village, secretly wiping her tears alone.

Seeing this scene, the people in the cinema couldn't help but feel a little confused, especially those with children at home. Thinking of their children, who are at this age, there is no one-tenth of the little girl who is sensible? She usually knows that she needs delicious food and fun things, and she will cry if she doesn't give her any gifts.

In the picture, the little girl seemed to see the rice bucket that had already been seen in front of her. She wiped her tears and stood up.

In the shadow of the morning light, the little girl's hand stroked the mottled red wall on the side of the road, lowered her head, and walked home silently...

When she was depressed, she passed by the scrap purchase station at the entrance of the village and accidentally saw someone selling scrap. Her eyes lit up, as if she had seen hope that she could make up enough money to treat her mother.

Perhaps because she saw hope, she no longer felt depressed, and her steps back became much lighter, and a long-lost smile appeared on her little face.

From then on, there was a little girl among the bricks and rubble, in the small river beside the village, and next to the garbage dump. She was a little clumsy looking for anything that could be sold for money.

Even though it was so dirty, the little girl still smiled happily when she looked at the fruits of her labor.

The first time she went to sell the mineral water bottle she picked up, she handed the plastic bag tremblingly. The uncle who collected the rags first took a ten yuan to her. Suddenly, he looked up and saw that it was a little girl. Maybe she thought she had no money to look for it, so she gave her zero: "Uncle gives you more, I'll come again next time!"

She held the first money she earned and was thrilled on the way home, her steps were so light and her smile was so happy. At this moment, in this small period of time, the troubles in the world seemed to be far away from her, and all she could feel was happiness.

"Ni Ni, has your mother recovered from illness?" He met an old lady at the entrance of the village and asked.

She nodded fiercely - probably in her little mind, she believed extremely firmly that her mother's illness would be cured.

"The trafficker in the west of the village has just been released. Don't go there to play if you have nothing to do!" The aunt kindly reminded her, but she didn't expect that it was this sentence that planted a seed for her little heart, but the viewers at this moment didn't know it.

She listened carefully, then nodded sensibly. Then she continued her previous excitement, jumping and heading towards home.
Chapter completed!