Wang Weiwei
Maybe when you walk through the subway station, you will notice that there is another folk singer holding a guitar and playing and singing. He focuses on his fingers and chords and sings the familiar songs Song, he would occasionally stop and look thoughtfully at the passing crowd.
It's a familiar scene, and there may be countless clips in your head telling you how many times you've met those singers, how many times you've heard them sing, and how many times you've cried. You strike up a conversation with them and ask how many people like him are in the city. He smiles at you, and you become friends, exchanging phone numbers, MSNs, and even home addresses, and on weekends you have coffee together, write tunes, or just take a guitar and beer at some college in the city Have a small party on the grass.
You may have become great friends, even made your own record, laughing and crying wildly when not many people knew you. You spent the best years of your twenties together, and there are many times you've been blessed to have met them. Then one day you face separation and you hug your friends and play innocuous jokes with them; you give a CD to the girl you've been secretly in love with, look into her bright eyes but stop talking; you carry Your guitar walks into the crowd and says a final goodbye to your past.
If you can't fully remember what you've been through, then go to a movie, under that luminous and changing color curtain, maybe you can find the "once" that has disappeared.
When I watched "ONCE" for the first time, I was awakened by the warmth and kindness I encountered in the crowd. You must know how difficult it is to communicate with people in this era. You can see it on the street or in the subway station. A young man singing with a guitar, you look at his focused eyes and happy posture, so you remember your flashing dream, you can't help but approach him and say hello to him. In the movies, girls do it, and in real life, we probably do too.
This is a story about love and dreams, other than that, everything in the movie is just props. The hero and heroine met on the street, they shared each other's secrets, listened to the same music, sang the same song, they could understand each other's sings because they all had their own past, and they understood what it was." Lost", what is also called "leave". Maybe it's their past that still pricks their hearts like a needle, so everything that happens between them is beautiful and romantic and has nothing to do with love. The ambiguity between them continued until the girl returned to her own life and found her own past. But the piano the boy gave her has forever become another "once" testimony.
Looking at this story from Ireland, what comes to mind the most is not movies, but everything related to real life. Every time we discuss "ONCE" with our friends, except for those documentary-like pictures, what strikes us the most is the fact that love may have no results, but dreams always exist. I have always believed that no matter what kind of dream you have, as long as you don't give up, it will never leave you. That way, you can say "my dream" instead of "my dream" wherever you refer to your dreams.
And what about other than dreams? Many years later, when you think about your own experiences, those stories have become faint, and the people and things in the past have become blurred. If you are the protagonist of the movie, you may remember that you once gave a piano to a girl, but you will not remember who that girl is. Her smile and tears are like dust in the wind, and it will disappear as time blows. You recalled the various situations you got along with at that time, which were trivial and disordered, and only a touch of sadness surrounded you.
You are in tears while the wind is dancing outside the window. You pick up that acoustic guitar that you've played countless times, and pluck its strings—for a moment, those long gone days seem to come back to you, and you still seem to be in your twenties , standing on the side of the street playing and singing, with a happy gesture.
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