Let it be

Nathan 2022-04-23 07:02:10

Hearing the long-lost bell again, seeing classmates whom I hadn’t seen for a long time, and returning to the strange and familiar days before, looking back at the three months’ days, it was like a dream slumbering in the refreshing flowers, now I'm not saying that I am decadent in obsessive-compulsive disorder, after all, I was happy at the time.
After playing a bit of lol, I opened the movie folder, the cider house rules, and I haven't watched it for a long time. I don't know why, but I stubbornly opened it today.
Beauty, how does a movie make me feel beautiful? The story is beautiful, the actors are beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and the accompanying music that pops up out of nowhere and has already penetrated into your heart when you discover it, is beautiful.
The people in the movie are all kind, and although some things that ordinary people think are disgraceful happen to them, they don't make people hate any of the characters. Maybe it's like Homer's work, welcoming new life with one hand and obliterating the ignorant soul with the other. Go with the flow, and use the character's mouth to say it many times. I don't know if I understand what the movie is trying to express, and I don't have to search for the answer, because I feel something, an indescribable thing, blooming in your heart, trickling in your heart, and this kind of thing makes I write these things, and many of these things allow me, let us, be able to move forward alone. Now it's time to fight again, it will be another me, a me and the me I like.
Some movies are poetry, some movies are a long river in the sky, and this movie is a novel, a stream, flowing quietly.

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The Cider House Rules quotes

  • Fuzzy: Is your father dead?

    Dr. Wilbur Larch: Cirrhosis. It's a disease of the liver.

    Fuzzy: What, a liver killed him?

    Dr. Wilbur Larch: No, alcohol killed him. He drank himself to death.

    Fuzzy: But did you know him?

    Dr. Wilbur Larch: Barely. But it hardly mattered that I knew him.

    Fuzzy: Did you know your mother better?

    Dr. Wilbur Larch: Mm-hmm. She's dead now too. She was a nanny.

    Fuzzy: What's a nanny do?

    Dr. Wilbur Larch: She looks after other people's children.

    Fuzzy: Did she grow up around here?

    Dr. Wilbur Larch: No. She was an immigrant.

    Fuzzy: What's an immigrant?

    Dr. Wilbur Larch: Someone not from Maine.

  • Homer Wells: I was wondering if you could give me a ride.

    Wally Worthington: Sure. I'd be glad to. A ride where?

    Homer Wells: Where you going?

    Wally Worthington: We're heading back to Cape Kenneth.

    Homer Wells: Cape Kenneth? That sounds fine.