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这是一个闷热的暴雨将至的晚上,我坐在书房里,想起几年前拍摄纪录片《严凤英》过程中“逢拍必雨”的那大半年,恍如隔世一般。从2004年初春本片开机开始,雨就像跟定了我们,从安庆,到南京,从上海,到北京,次次都碰上雨天,我们一路遭遇斜风细雨、暴风骤雨、凄风冷雨。哪怕刚才还是艳阳高照,摄像机一打开,转瞬间大雨如注。大家说,是严凤英的在天之灵在动容垂泪。我不敢说,但心里确实一直有冥冥之中的感觉。天意,这真是一个无法解释得清楚的字眼。
This is a sultry rainstorm coming night, I sat in the study, remembered a few years ago shooting documentary “Yan Fengying” in the process of “every shot will rain” that most of the year, Huangru universal world. From the early spring of 2004, the film started up, the rain was like with us, from Anqing, to Nanjing, from Shanghai to Beijing, and the times all hit the rainy day, and we all encountered beveled rain, stormy and cold winds . Even if it is still sunny, the camera opened, suddenly heavy rain as a note. Everyone said that it was Yan Fengying’s tears in the moving of the Spirit of Heaven. I am afraid to say, but my heart does have some feeling. God, this is really a word that can not be explained clearly.