像被人打了一闷棍,我走出影院时,脑袋懵懵的,那残酷而肃穆的影像仍在眼前晃动。周围的人群安静而恍惚,没了往常电影散场时的喧闹。读过一些不同年代的大饥荒记录,虽比《一九四二》更触目惊心,但还是和看电影不同,当你跟随着那漫长的逃荒人流在银幕中 Like being hit a sassy, ​​I walked out of the theater, head shy, that cruel and solemn image still shaking in front of us. The crowd around was quiet and trance, noisy at the time of the usual movies. Having read some of the records of the Great Famine of different ages, even more shocking than 1942, it is still different from watching movies. When you follow the long fleeing stream on the screen