Whether to write a thousand-word novel, a boring poem, an audio-visual review, or a philosophical theory... I still can't find a satisfactory type. Every time I write a few words, I immediately feel alive. It must have come out to be an anticlimactic bastard or a guy with a crown and wearing a hat, so we had to put the name in my head, as Lao Gao said, cold tofu needs Lee Kum Kee soy sauce, so we waited for that soy sauce to appear.
Then one day, the general direction I could be sure of was that the name was definitely about British culture, and I was happy that day. Obviously, this kind of thing is like paying a cheap price to get a good name for the child from Mr. Name, which is hard to come by. So far, I'm quite satisfied.
Speaking of which, I really didn’t care much when I saw this film at first. After all, I’ve seen a lot of this kind of work, so I don’t think it’s too much of a feeling. But someone once told me, 'Just watch the movie, don't care about the purpose of the director, and don't care about the ambition of the play. Maybe just watch a plot and experience personal experience, isn't that pure comfort'. Well, what I want to say is that I was moved by everything after the movie 1:19:48, he is completely but domineering but the name of depression!
Those words are like needles.
'You're lucky, don't you?'
'She sounds kind, doesn't she/'
'It's nice. Don't you/'
'You have everything, don't you/'
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