The first September rains, after such violence and hardening, are like the liberated earth's first tears, as if for a few days this country tried its hand at tenderness.

Mr. Trier shares this new love with unembarrassed tenderness and an attentive hand-held camera, and then, with equal economy, gently picks through its remains after Phillip’s breakdown.

I hope with my hand to erase your sadness, I hope my tenderness to warm your heart, I want to hold your hand to enjoy the rural scenery, I hope the dream steps can fly with a I prance!