Be a ghost, but also be happy - the first ice cream after tonsillitis

Elenor 2022-04-23 07:01:50

This is a story that tortures the meaning of life. The
director uses the film language of alternating cold and warm tones to imply that
life is a contradiction between life and death.
Is it struggling in the warm earth
or in the cold hallucination of eternity

and the fairy tale once said that
the little girl is in the cold night When the last match is lit, we
will arrive at the carefree paradise in our dreams. The
reality has repeatedly broadcast live broadcasts of
the abuse against the power and the torture
of the weak grass people, but why the violent self-immolation

shows that the
beauty is always floating on the other side of life that cannot be reached
The fear of death
It can't stop the pursuit of light.

This is also a story that tortures the meaning of existence. The
director uses a precise narrative structure to tell us that
in this bustling world,
love is the pursuit of all ugliness and vulgarity
.
If there is maternal love,
there will be no such thing. The wandering grievances finally understand that Wang Zhaoshan 's party loves the country

and is a ghost, but he is also happy. Presumably, the conscience of the writers' association chairman and poet Fraternity will not be ashamed of the 100,000 dead grievances who dreamed every night . If life is destined to be like Simon Ended in a short time, and we long for a soul as uncontaminated as a child, remembering every good thing in life. Treasure the first ice cream after tonsillitis
















And
a breeze of dandelions on the grass of the orphanage

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The Orphanage quotes

  • Simón: [while reading Peter Pan] Wendy grows old and dies?

    Laura: Wendy grows old, but Peter Pan takes her daughter to Neverland every year.

    Simón: Why doesn't Wendy go, too? If Peter Pan came to get me, would you come, too?

    Laura: No. I'm too old to go to Neverland, darling.

    Simón: How old are you?

    Laura: Thirty-seven.

    Simón: At what age will you die?

    Laura: What sort of question is that? Not for a long time, until you're very old.

    Simón: I won't grow old. I'm not going to grow up.

    Laura: Will you be like Peter Pan?

    Simón: Like my new friends.

    Laura: There's more than one?

    Simón: Six.

    Laura: They won't grow up either?

    Simón: They can't.

  • Aurora: Seeing is not believing. It's the other way around. Believe, and you will see.