Live as free as the wind.
What a heartwarming word. The world is big, the rivers and lakes are far away, unrestrained and unrestrained, happy and grudge. Compared to being one of the little girls in the sect, the thought of wanting to go with him finally prevailed over all reason. They have experienced life and death, and there have been suspicions and rifts, but the little sister is still the little sister, and she falls in love. Xiaomei is no longer Xiaomei, no longer a deep lake but a fiery fire. She fell in love with someone else, fell in love with a prodigal son who was rambunctious, and lost control.
Zhang Ziyi yyds in the movie, I hope I can put this sister on the movie screen, don't let her run away and never let her out. The world is not worth it! There will probably no longer be such a beautiful, pure and breathtaking beauty. At the same time, he is stubborn and cold, with ease and ease in singing and dancing in the singing and dancing workshop, and the immature and neat ruthlessness when he is surrounded by murderous intentions, the unease and restraint when he is in prison; Holding Hua Yanran's smile and Kaneshiro Takeshi's unconcealed joy and laughter when he looked back to her for the first time was really heart-warming; and the scene where she dragged Kaneshiro Takeshi who was bound and walked forward with force was so cute; And at the moment of facing Andy Lau, I recalled the beauty of Girls' Generation and the hesitation that was quietly revealed; and the tears when saying goodbye to my lover, knowing that it was impossible, but still reckless, in the bamboo forest in the swirling snow, of course, there are still a lot of sadness and obstacles, but In the face of you, I am unreservedly fiery, and the tears of beauty are really pearls! !
Maybe I'm a fan of heavy filters + I'm very fond of the "Drunk in a dream, wake up empty" set. Although I was scolded badly, I still liked this movie very much. From the beginning of the beautiful woman song, the fairy guides the way, but later the mountains and fields are full of flowers, the bamboo forest is green, and the sky is snowing heavily. The horses galloped, and the stories and grievances, love and hatred whizzed past, and all that could not be caught were left in the wind. Love really doesn't make sense. Lost in three years to three days, what can you do if you can kill them? There used to be right and wrong entanglements, jealousy, resentment, and hatred for each master. If you can't be a lover again, then I would rather not see each other again in this life. The so-called I want to pursue and complete the road by myself is all a lie to you. I want to let go of everything and become a free wind with you, and go to the end of the world, holding hands with you, but unfortunately I can't help myself.
Love is not the story of the rivers and lakes, flickering rumors, true or false word of mouth, it doesn't matter. Gentle, poignant, and heartwarming, enough. At the end of the story, the sky is snowing heavily, just like you and me, because the catkins are caused by the wind.
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