When I officially entered the main part of the movie, with the excitement in front of me, everyone's nerves became tense.

There was another black screen on the silver tomb, with subtitles appearing, mainly introducing the dock workers living in dire straits, introducing that they had to endure not only poverty and hunger, but also the crushing and exploitation of rogue forces on the dock.

The series of plays below seem poetic, with heavy rain overwhelming rain. The male protagonist holds the wild flowers he picked to look for the female protagonist. The two of them snuggle each other in the room to watch the misty and hazy sea outside, but are interrupted by an elderly woman who fiercely pulled the female protagonist away and pushed it into a room. Then a man with a beard full of drunkenness followed him into the room with a lewd look on his face. Through the subtitles, the audience then realized that the heroine's identity was a prostitute.

The client was the head of a dock gangster. After he entered the room, the male protagonist could only hold his head and squat in the corner of the wall and cry quietly. He covered his ears and lowered his head, but he could not relieve the pain in his heart at all. The bouquet he gave to the female protagonist was beaten by heavy rain on the windowsill.

The scenes afterwards revolve around the relationship between the male and female protagonists as the main line, advancing layer by layer, showing their unforgettable love, and also showing the miserable life of dock workers. There are two brothers who depend on each other for life and are only a teenager. There are old men who have no children and can only live on begging at the dock but raise an orphan, mother and daughter who are engaged in flesh-related business, and teenagers who are finally beaten to death by hooligans in order to treat their father's illness and steal, and their sad faces and a desolate life scene deeply touched the audience. Almost everyone in the cinema wiped tears. The workers who came to watch the movie for a busy day in the factory empathized with each other, sobbing while watching.

Heidi and Lenny asked me over and over again if there was really someone living like this. They always had food and clothes to reach out and could experience the bitterness of the lower classes. After getting a positive answer from me, the two of them remained silent and burst into tears.

Chaplin beside me insisted that he would not cry, but his trembling hands made me realize that his heart had already become flooded. He had experienced life on the screen for a while. There was a street juggler who used his little daughter as a prop in order to earn some reward. In the end, he made a mistake and smashed her to death. He held his daughter in the corner and cried. When he was tired of crying, he buried his daughter and continued to put on smiling faces to set up stalls at the dock. As an artist, Chaplin also suffered a lot in his early years, and he probably had a deep understanding of this.

There is also a very warm scene in the movie. The hero is desperately making money, and for this reason he is willing to be a killer for the gangster leader. After successfully completing the task and getting rewarded, he covered his wound and came to the heroine, handed the money to the madam, and then took the heroine to spend a few days of sweet time.

They were walking on the pier, playing with the children on the pier, origami airplanes together, taking small boats to fish, lying on the grass, holding hands and watching the clouds floating in the sky.

At this time, they are happy and sweet.

I saw the audience in the cinema watching this scene with a very satisfied expression on their faces. The wife leaned her head on her husband's shoulders, and the girl held her boyfriend's arm and held each other's hand tightly. They were enjoying love and cherishing the present more because of the miserable life in the movie.

There are also many people who look nervous because they know that the happy life of the male and female protagonists in the film is only short. After these days, they will all return to their original life trajectory. The male protagonist will continue to be his coolie, and the female protagonist will continue to receive guests with a smile.

The second heroine played by Jiabao has won the audience's great love. With her beautiful appearance and temperament, coupled with the unique kindness of this character in the movie, Jiabao on the screen is like an angel.

The audience was fascinated by this girl who would rather sacrifice herself to fulfill her lover. Any scene where she appeared would make a rustling sound in the cinema.

A large number of conversations appeared in the movie, and these conversations were presented to the audience in the form of subtitles. Although the audience could not hear the sound, many people would read it gently with the subtitles above, and it was full of affection.

Next, the rogue leader discovered the love between the male and female protagonists. He sent someone to lock the female protagonist in his manor and sent someone to take care of him. He beat the male protagonist and put it in a bag and threw it into the sea.

The workers on the boat discovered the male lead and rescued him. After that, the male lead experienced a series of things, from his original cowardice to his daring to resist. Finally, on a rainy day, he touched the gangster leader's home and killed his enemy, rescued the female lead and escaped from the manor.

The moment the two rushed out of the manor and ran into the rain, there was warm applause in the cinema. The audience didn't bother to wipe away the tears and clapped their hands with a smile. Some people hugged each other tightly.

But the following scene stunned them on the spot.

After the gangsters witnessed the death of the eldest daughter and escaped, they gathered in the manor. They lined up to collect bullets and guns from the warehouse, and the scene was full of murderous aura. I almost used close-ups and close-ups here, with black and shiny guns and shiny guns.

The bullet, the hand holding the trigger, the bright boots, and the neat steps fully demonstrate the murderous aura. On the other hand, there were completely different dock scenes inserted in the middle. The crowds on the dock were bustling with loading and unloading goods. Although they were tired, they thought that they could get their wages after work without starving. The workers were very happy. The children chased and played, the lame old man sang songs, the mother pushed the baby stroller out of the house and walked while playing, and the male and female protagonists were drying sheets in the yard. The sea was sparkling in the distance, and seagulls flew around, a peaceful scene of life. The more peaceful the life at the dock, the more tense the situation. The sharp opposition formed by the two sides created a new huge infectious force between the picture and the picture. This is the power of montage.

At this time, there was no one sitting down safely in the cinema. Everyone stood up and stared at the screen nervously, afraid that they would miss something in the blink of an eye.

The next scene is the climax of the whole movie. The rogue team held up weapons to surround the dock and walked down the stairs at a high place to carry out a massacre. At this time, the audience understood what the first 8 clocks meant. The content of the massacre scene here is similar to the beginning half, and the other half was added. For example, the children who were originally chasing and playing fell under the gun. The lame old man was thrown into the fire in order to save the orphan he raised, his mother was beaten to death, and the child carriage finally fell into a cliff. The sheets that symbolize the happy life of the male and female protagonists were trampled on mud.

The male protagonist led his lover to escape in the crowd. At this time, a large number of policemen appeared in the distance, looking at the police badges on them, and smiles appeared on the faces of people. They cheered and ran towards the police. What they came was the bullets shot at them by the police.

Groups of people died on the streets, and it started to rain heavily in the sky, and blood flowed along the small ditches on the streets and finally flowed into the sea.

The police opened the gun to the male protagonist, and the second heroine played by Jiabao blocked the bullet and fell into his arms. She looked at her lover and told him that this place was hell, their lives were hell, and the light was for the self.

Jiabao's death made the audience in the cinema sad. They cried out one by one, and many people let their tears flow freely, almost fainting.

The male protagonist looked at the dead woman in his arms, remembered her past good things, and added many memories. Almost all of her smiles, her eyes gushed out of fire. His eyes were wide open with tears, his hands tightly clenched together, and his teeth gritted, a set of close-up shots completely expressed his inner anger.

He opened his arms deep and roared to the sky: "This world is dark! We have to fight for the light ourselves!" This line later became a classic in the history of movies. He glared at the police, picked up the wooden sticks on the side of the road and rushed towards them.

At this time, gunfire sounded. Slow motion, blood holes appeared on his chest. This was the first shot in the history of movies to show a shooting, which was later recorded in history. He used all his strength to smash the wooden stick in his hand at the police, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

After that, time seemed to stop, a set of close-ups, the heroine's surprised eyes, heart-wrenching mouth, the scene after the massacre, the bowl for the lame old man to beg for food, the strips of the stroller left on the cliff branches, the sheets covered with mud, and the laughter of the police and the gangsters...

The gangsters rushed towards the heroine, tearing her clothes apart, stretching out their hands to wander around her, and finally ravaging her.

An old dock worker looked at the scene in pain, and finally raised the hammer in his hand and rushed towards the hooligan, one, two, and finally, the oppressed crowd gathered from all directions, forming a roaring torrent and rushed towards the colluding hooligan and police. One fell down and came up from behind. They bravely moved forward in the rain of bullets and bullets, shouting loudly: "This world was originally dark, and the light wanted us to fight for it ourselves." He waved his fists at the executioners who oppressed and massacred them!

At this time, the cinema was completely boiling! The audience and the people in the movie shouted the slogan, clenched their hands tightly with each other, and burst into tears.

My eyes gradually blurred. Unintentionally, I felt someone holding my hand hard. When I turned to see it, it turned out to be Chaplin. He stared at the screen, choked up, and raised my hand high.

In the movie, the heroine commits suicide by throwing herself into the sea, black smoke rises above the pier and people roll. The camera slowly blurs until the screen is black, and then gradually becomes brighter, with a heavy fog scattering, slowly, the fog dissipates, and a wooden boat on the sea surface appears.

There is no one, everything is quiet, only seagulls soaring on the sea. A child who just knows how to climb sways into the picture, crawling towards the sun, and then standing up tremblingly stretches out his little hand to reach towards the sun.

The video is frozen in the young and tender hands in the sun, and then the subtitles appear: "This world is originally dark, and we need to fight for the light ourselves. I would like to dedicate this film to the people on Harvey Street and all those who love the light."

The light column of the projector went out, and the lights in the cinema were on one by one,

It's solid. Every corner of the cinema is filled with an indescribable emotion. Everyone stood and didn't speak. They held other people's hands tightly, like clay sculptures.

"Long live Dreamworks! Long live Mr. Corleon!" I don't know how long it took, maybe a few seconds, maybe a dozen minutes, the shouts of the Harvey people in the middle seat woke everyone up!

At this time, everyone realized that they were in a cinema rather than at the dock, but were watching a movie.

Chaplin shrank his hand awkwardly and hurriedly wiped his tears.

"Long live the Dreamworks! Long live Mr. Corleone!" People raised their arms and shouted, the heat waves were overwhelming, and applause rang out like a tide.

Those who came here to attend the premiere from Harvey Street did not expect that I would dedicate this movie to them. They could not have imagined that a director, an excellent director who succeeded in the eyes of Hollywood, and a big boss of a film company would dedicate his movie to Harvey Street people who have been mocked and joked!

They rushed outside from all directions of the theater and moved in a tall and large Christmas tree!

The Christmas tree was nearly five or six meters high, and it could be seen that it had just been cut from the woodland. It was full of all kinds of things: a bag of black bread, which may have been loose from the toothed Uncle Rock, a large piece of inferior chocolate candy, needless to say, made by Aunt Mary, with tightly wrapped dried fish, which was given by Buji, the fish shop owner. The cooked eggs in a cloth bag should have been hung by Aunt Stifalo, a disabled aunt at the end of the street. Her only wealth was more than a dozen old hens. As for those toys with missing arms and legs, they were the favorites of the children on Harvey Street. I even saw a toy with crooked words on her face that read "Merry Christmas to Uncle Corleon."!

Chaplin and others looked at the Christmas tree and showed contemptuous eyes.

But I, looking at it, finally burst into tears!

Yes, it is not as magnificent as the Christmas tree that is specially sold to rich families in stores. The things hanging on it are not bright colorful balls, and there are no exquisitely packaged gifts, but in my heart, it is the most beautiful Christmas tree in the world!

Because what hangs on it is the deep love of the people in Harvey Street!

I can imagine the feeling of Mr. Rock putting the first piece of black noodles he had made into a bag and hanging it on a tree. He spent his whole life in Harvey Street. People on Harvey Street grew up eating his hard black bread. Every time they passed by his door, he always stopped me domineeringly, then took out a piece of hot bread from the stove and stuffed it into my pocket. At that time, his smile was so bright!

I can imagine how greedy the three sons who were under ten years old next to me were when Aunt Mary made such a large piece of chocolate. She wanted to tell them that this piece of chocolate was to be given to Uncle Corleon, and how much perseverance should the little guys resisted not to eat it.

I can imagine how Buji carefully baked the dried fish over and over again. He wanted to get up early to rush to the dock to buy fresh fish, pick the bones and peel them, and put them on the charcoal fire with salt and apply various seasonings. How long does it take for him to bake so much dried fish?

I can imagine how Aunt Stifalo saved up the eggs laid by her hens one by one, then cooked them in a pot and put them into a cloth bag one by one. You know, those dozen chickens are the only source of her life!

I can also imagine how the children who struggled in the garbage dump all day long to fight for a piece of rag strip, washed their favorite toys and wrote blessings on the Christmas tree. They were not ordinary toys, but their sincere childlike innocence!

Chaplin didn't understand the meaning of this Christmas tree, Marskolov didn't understand, Lemur didn't understand, and even Heidi and Lenny didn't understand, how could people like them understand the meaning behind those things?

People in the entire cinema watched me standing under the Christmas tree and crying loudly, people on Harvey Street cried with me, and all the staff at DreamWorks hugged each other and burst into tears!

They may not understand, maybe they understand, but they will definitely not understand that much!

I took the things off the tree and distributed them to Stenberg, Griffith and others behind me. Everyone was holding a small piece of chocolate, an egg that had long lost its temperature, or a piece of dried fish. Everyone seemed to be holding an extremely valuable thing. Everyone took these things under their noses and put them in their hands to rub them, but they were reluctant to eat them.

They know what these things mean.

"Eat everyone, this is the affection of the fellow villagers on Harvey Street for us! Eat!" I took the lead in stuffing a piece of chocolate into my mouth, chewing and chewing, tears suddenly came down, flowing through my cheeks, and flowing into my mouth, mixing with the chocolate, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweet or bitter!

"Eat!" Stengburg followed closely, chewed the dried fish in big mouthfuls, and the others put the things in their hands into their mouths.

The people on Harvey Street, the villagers who watched us eat ugliness and eat ugliness, laughed and cried, and hugged us tightly.
Chapter completed!