Repeatedly listening to an unnamed opera at the end of a movie and the subsequent harmonies, the sky was getting dark, and the strong aroma of rice wafted from the kitchen next door, a familiar smell, and I remembered the alley that I passed through every day after class. The scents of all kinds of things are mixed together, and the passers-by passing by me in a hurry, there are some emotions that I can't control, and some memories are playing back, just like the sound of the guitar that is repeated by me. The mixed harmony is filled with the thumping sound of the train passing by. It is not clear which instrument was played, but the heartbeat follows the beat uncontrollably. Sometimes it seems to be in the chest from far to near. Unreal feeling, seems to be back there. Sometimes before the end of the film, I can still hear the English reason of the film. Some good films can make people get lost in them. They briefly revolve around the ups and downs of the plot. Similar intersection.
The choice of secret love and being loved is a good film for two lovers of sad reality.
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