1/ Fly to yourself before flying to the future.
Sometimes I wonder, what's wrong with living in a dream? There is nothing shameful about man living for his own happiness.
2/ The water plants at the beginning of the film swayed with the current, turned to the water, and the mist churned and changed, but it was so quiet that nothing on the shore had changed. Time flies so fast, yet so quiet.
3/ People can never get out of the ocean of consciousness, but there is always something more meaningful than any scientific question. This is the reason why we need creation and art, the reason we exist.
4/ At this moment, I am looking at the moon between the trees and shadows outside the window. I hope you can also see the scene in my eyes. Although I don't know who you are, I think there will always be such a person, there will always be.
I hope I have Tarkovsky's eyes and can photograph water plants as vivid and poetic, and I hope I have Proust's brushstrokes and can write the cleanness and beauty of this moon. However, I am neither Tarkovsky nor Proust, only time is like water, and I have never spared anyone in the world. The male protagonist said, "You mean more to me than any scientific question", which is what I want to say to you.
5/ I often see a landscape that I want to share with others, but every time I take it, I feel that it is very different from what I see in my own eyes.
This is the first Tarkovsky film I watched, but the swaying of the water plants at the beginning made me sure that this film must be good, the quality of the work has nothing to do with the length, the taste and aesthetics of those who can shoot those landscapes are already There is absolutely nothing bad to do with it.
Poetic and surprising.
———————— The lines are very interesting
Know that whenever we express sympathy, we are destroying ourselves.
Maybe pain really makes life seem dark and suspicious, but I won't accept it. Are the things that are indispensable to life also harmful to it?
Don't turn a scientific question into a vulgar third-rate romance.
You are more precious to me than any scientific question.
Remember the pain that Tolstoy endured for not being able to love the whole of humanity? See, I love you, but love is an emotion that can only be experienced and can never be explained. One can explain concepts, but when you fall in love with something you can lose: yourself, a woman, your homeland, love has hitherto been unattainable for human beings, for the planet. do you understand me? We are few in number, billions in total, just a handful. Maybe we're here just to have the experience of what makes people love.
He did not die of fear, but of shame. Shame, this emotion will save humanity.
"Somehow I forgot what you looked like." "Are you happy?" "The concept seems somewhat irrelevant here." "That would be pathetic."
Why do we have to suffer like this? In my opinion, we have lost our sense of everything in the universe. The ancients were ignorant about this, they never asked the purpose or the reason. Remember the myth of Sisyphus. From the moment you started looking at your EEG, there were no more guests, the ocean changed, it started to form islands, one after another. Are you trying to tell me that it understands us? "You like to ask extreme questions, and after a while you will ask me the meaning of life. It's an old-fashioned question, and when people are happy, it is rare to be interested in the meaning of life and other eternal themes. These questions should be in one's life. Ask at the end." "But we don't know when life will end, which is why it seems so rushed." "Wait a minute, the happiest people are those who are not interested in these hateful questions." "Question has always been a cognitive desire. , yet the maintenance of simple human truth requires mystery. The mystery of happiness, death, and love." "Maybe you're right, but for now don't think about those questions, think about them, it's the equivalent of knowing the date of death. Without knowing That day actually made us immortal."
So what's the next step? Return to Earth? I'll still find something new, but I won't go all out.
Should I stay? linger on the things and objects we have touched and the breath and memory that remain on them, why? With the expectation that she will come back? But I have no expectations in my heart, the only thing left is to wait. I don't know what to wait for, a new miracle?
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