I watched "The League of Spies" today. The story is pretty good. Pete is in his fifties, but his boyfriend is still strong. The girl feels that if she has such a boyfriend, she probably won't be afraid. Can shuffle cards, write chemical formulas for phosphates, speak French and English, kill people, fly fighter jets, and flirt with girls.
I told my sister the other day that other elementary school students were watching cartoons in elementary school. When I was in elementary school, I watched the love story of the White Army and the Red Army like "Forty-first", and the author wrote, "Across the roaring flames, the lieutenant saw The towering twin peaks of Maliutka." At that time, he was confused, but deeply impressed. Mariutka shot the lieutenant, the lieutenant fell into the sea, and Mariutka hugged him and said, "Oh, my little blue-eyed fool."
The last line of the heroine of "Allied Spies" was "I love you, Quebec melon." Then my tears fell with the rain. What's crazy about love is that it's essentially beyond reason, and in many ways crazy means freedom, it's what makes us human more human. I think of course you can think about it for yourself, but passion is always free and you can't suppress it, and mortals who have been trapped in mediocrity for a long time can finally feel the pull of fate in love.
The pictures in the cinema are beautiful, Marion has a variety of styles, and when the yellow sand is flying all over the sky, all I can think about is "The English Patient" in a confused way. In the past, many romantic movies were just to watch for fun and sweetness, but I have experienced it. With a little bit of things, you will know that trust, betrayal, entanglement, helplessness, and love are all real, and strong feelings are all alive.
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