Francis 2022-04-20 09:02:00
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Bert 2022-03-21 09:02:26
But can you still experience love when you lose your senses? What is love anyway? Is there really pure love that is not attached to any medium and egoistic value?
Dessie 2021-12-25 08:01:31
It's not literature or art but the plague. "Even if tomorrow is the end of the world, I will still plant my little apple tree." When you can’t say that you can’t listen, smell, and taste, the chefs still cook seriously; the last sentence before becoming deaf, hope to hear "I love you", and the last thing before becoming blind is to find you. (The performance of the plague is a bit old-fashioned and slightly rough. Like "Time Planning Bureau", the superb structure and settings have not been brought to the fullest, and the director has insufficient power.)
James: Well, shall we call it a night?
Michael: I don't know what the fuck we should call it.
Michael: Now, you can invite me back to your place.
Susan: Don't know if I will.
Susan: Well, you-you can just start walking home... and I'll follow you.
[Susan smiles and starts walking. Michael smiles and follows. Susan stops, looks back, sees Michael following and laughs. Michael also laughs]
