The Walking Drum by Lous L'Amour

On Louis Lamor's lawn, the character Mathurin Kerbouchard is looking for his father. Maturin had many gold coins from the beginning and tried to find where his father was. He got on the ship and asked if they knew him. Because he had no luck he was taken to the ship as a slave. He persuaded Captain Walter to make him pilot. He wanted to go to Cadiz and finally persuaded Walter to let him depart there. In Cadiz, he sold a boat and all went to a businessman named Bensalom.

Another thing I suspect is that the book of Louis Lamorre they are talking about is a book called "Walking Drum". As a book, he did not make any money, of course. This is the story of the young Kerbouchard of the 13th century and his own adventure story. As you know, one of your guests mentioned the meta theme against her opposition. But I think that if you consider it a theme covering everything, not an open theme. Spaces are not held. Space is just a container. Then you can say that the overall theme must be like the drama Albi said, it must change you

Tarek is a master of drums in Africa. Walter's deceased wife is a famous pianist. He likes music, but he does not learn to play the piano. One day, Walter crossed Washington Square Park and heard that two young black boys were playing drums at the bottom of a plastic bucket. He stopped listening. After a while, his head started reacting to the rhythm, 1.5 inches, left and right. You are here. Of course there are more movies written and supervised by Tom McCarthy - about illegal American residents, stupid bureaucrats and drums, and love and loss. The fourth protagonist is Mouna (Hiam Abbass), the mother of Tarek who lives in Michigan. She is threatening to help her son and be forcibly repatriated after arresting her for an innocent subway accident. Walter hired a lawyer. He has little bleeding, saying or no emotion, but he felt deeply that it is the first time since my wife's death

He spent most of his youth during his drums. This is the drum that my mother bought when he was 12 years old. It was a drum and was always sitting there near the window. It is this drum that produces the beat. After many years, he finally beat. Beat for his life. Beat to make him a man. Beat to finish him again. That is the drum. Drum by the window. thanks Mom. On a cool and refreshing winter day, she wandered through the forest and left fresh footprints in the snow. Her four sides are surrounded by tall and magnificent trees. After passing by, she sucked in the beautiful mountain air and felt the surrounding nature. How did she love the forest on such a winter day? Close your eyes, the world seems to disappear, time will slowly stop, she smiles as she feels calm