The film is about a young couple living in a very poor small town along the river. The wife is sick and die. The husband for separated children. When the screen appears a scene about eight-year-old boy fishing by the river, the other children the same age it came out. We do not recognize the brothers, hugging wrestling, rolling down to the water's edge, I casually glanced at my dad. In the darkness of the cinema, in the light of changing reflections from the screen, I saw tears on his cheeks clear, sparkling like jewels: He was crying
when I was new to the eight-year-old with the kids baby in the movie, without question, do not ask why. My father never spoke. But later when older, I understand that contacting his family situation so that the same film so (perhaps more tragic)
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