"only on the road, I feel like a father."
"I find my son, there are two possibilities: one is not to be found, the other is to find it." As long as I give up one day, there is only one child I can't find. I have no choice. " 3 years ago, Peng Sanyuan, director and playwright, came to Guo Gangtang's house for a day. That's what Guo Gangtang said to Peng San Yuan.
there is only one way to find a child. In the new year of
1997, Guo Gangtang, who was traveling around, returned home. He didn't know how that year had passed. After the new year's Eve, he rode on his motorcycle. The first thing to do is to look around the door, and slowly spread out a little bit.
1998 in the early summer, he opened a motorcycle in the town around a hundred kilometers outside the town, sitting on the back seat of the wife Zhang Wen leather, husband and wife to sell hot water bag in the countryside, and inquire about the situation, the day and back, "two people are strong, but also to say a little bit."
in the same year, Guo Gangtang went further by himself on his motorcycle. His first ride, 4 hours of motorbikes, went to Handan, Hebei. He didn't even have a pager. He ran to a public phone to call home. At the checkout, the aunt of the phone said to him, child, I've heard it, you come out to find a child, the aunt can not help, I have a pension, you just come to Handan, I can control you a meal.
that trip, he has been searching for more than two months, but he has not gained anything.
1999 years later, nearly three years later, Guo Gangtang has sent to friends and friends and their acquaintances have mailed more than 80 thousand search letters, one sealed and sent out. Even if he is looking for a needle in a haystack, he needs to get a little bit of it. He thinks so. When
was young, Guo Gangtang had the habit of writing diary. After a ride on a motorcycle, he carried a book with him, afraid of missing his own clues and details, and he was afraid to miss the help of a good man and borrow money from his friends and friends over the years. He wrote a few pages, from 10 jin of eggs to thousands of yuan.
in the hundreds of days' diary, Guo Gangtang complained about his son, and his pen was wry. "Do you remember your parents taking you to the night market in the evening, and dad let you sit in a car?" Do you remember the big tiger in the North Hotel of the department store? Do you remember your parents taking you to the elevator on the west side of the mall? Do you remember your parents taking you boating on the lake around the city? Do you remember that there were planes on the east side of our house? You know that there are planes... "
"15 years, only on the road, I feel like a father." Andy Lau said that in the film. In the face of director Peng Sanyuan, Guo Gangtang said so.
but the danger of riding is unpredictable. One time in 2010, when the heavy rain fell on the Jigong Mountain in Xinyang, Henan, when he was riding on the asphalt road, he suddenly dropped a big stone on the truck ahead and hit it directly on the front wheel of the motorcycle. Until a big sister woke him up, he found that his right knee was full of blood, swollen a big egg bag, and he turned to a hometown and had 7 days of injury.
that year, he rode to Henan, facing a car with a sapling. The branch was stuck in the hole in the back seat of a motorcycle, hung in the hole in the back of a flag, and hung back with a motorcycle. He fell down, broke his elbow, and didn't want to make a film, but he just wanted to vomit for several days. It was a long memory. Later, he changed the flagpole of the steel bar into a bamboo pole. "Once the flag is brought to him, it will be troublesome to ride a bicycle." The best is the bamboo poles in Xianning, Hubei, which can bend 360 degrees without breaking. " He later bought seven or eight bamboo poles in Xianning.
once ridden to a big city, he managed to put up his son's notice in the prosperous place. He scratching it off with his own hands and scratching blood in his fingers. When the announcement was torn down, he could not help complaining about himself and weeping silently.
another time, riding to a mountain in Yunnan, he added oil and found himself stared at two motorbikes. One of the young people said, buddy, for the past year, to borrow some money. He took out his wallet, took out his ID card, and handed it up. Later, an older man took his son's flag and looked at it. He told his partner that he had robbed him of his money. And return the wallet to him again.
once again on the Nei - Yi Expressway on the border of Sichuan and Sichuan, they were stopped by two traffic police of the high speed traffic police team, who told him that they could not ride a motorcycle at high speed. But after looking at his son's flag, the two traffic policemen opened two police cars, took the road one after another, sent him dozens of kilometers, and took him down the highway. One of the traffic policemen left a message on his book, "no matter how hard it is."