Every hour, she thinks, someone forges the rings, someone carves the cradle, someone loses the war.
每小时，她想着，有人锻造戒指，有人雕刻摇篮，有人输掉战争。
I don't think you can ever really prepare for the loss of someone you love.
An object that tells of the loss, destruction, disappearance of objects. Does not speak of itself. Tells of others. Will it include them?
Every film is a journey, not just for the characters, but for the audience as well.