The film tells the story of a man who thought of his mother with cancer before he died. Yaya Primary School moved to Grandma Zhu Feng's home with her mother from Xiaocang. At that time, Yaya held her mother's hand. Decades later, my mother moved from her hometown to Tokyo to live with her son. At this time, she got cancer and crossed the street with Ya. She was holding her son's hand at that time. At first glance, it seems to tell us that time has taught us to understand the child's body, which will make you feel unusually real and calm.
The mother of Tokyo Tower can be said to be a perfect existence, except for her own failed marriage. I can't tell whether this is Japanese, oriental or universal maternal love. I have never seen a mother who can support all the decisions made by her son without hesitation, whether good or bad. It can also be found that Ya grew up in a broken family and a deformed and depressed atmosphere. He is a prodigal son of China, and he is not filial to his mother.
Although the image of Yaya's father is not much written in the film, it is also impressive. He is not sensible, but he is cute. He seems to be a late-maturing version of Ya Ya, and his way of expressing love is always rough and clumsy. In the face of this man who once made her sad and disappointed, my mother still chose understanding and tolerance. Not all injuries are worth remembering for a lifetime, and sometimes choosing to let go is also a kind of redemption for yourself.
Severing relatives can be said to be all kinds of bondage, the beginning of many sorrows in life, but it can also be said to be sweet bondage and noble sorrow. Just like the memory of my mother in this movie, people can't help moving, tears are full of laughter and relief, and sadness also has the power to warm people's hearts.