Like peeling a banana, time eventually peels away all honor and self-esteem. Whose side is time on, who is the winner. Is time material? If so, matter has three states, why is time always a rushing liquid? Can you freeze it? In the movie, the cloud snake floats in the mountains, and what floats in my mind is Su Shi's "Xingxiangzi". I haven't seen Stewart's Twilight, and I don't know why some people say she has facial paralysis, but I have seen many American girls like V in real life. Stewart's "acting" of V is very accurate, if she is really "acting", because Playing V doesn't require acting skills at all. Stuart is V. These mainstream American girls are youthful, enthusiastic, shrewd, rational, with long breasts and thighs. The smell of the sun at the o'clock, they don't know what the tangle is and how to turn it back and forth, you say you are full of sorrow and their faces are puzzled and disdain: "Are you sick? You are not moaning?!" They are of the times Beloved, like popcorn with cola, superhero movies, and GM's stupefied and majestic SUV, the mountains and tsunamis will come, almost everyone will be coerced, they are not good and they don't bother to cover up, they are the United States, they are the new world, they are indifferent The makeup is natural, no matter how ruthless it is, it is also moving, not to mention that they are reasonable and often affectionate and righteous. I have seen a lot of Binoche movies, Binoche is getting old, the rivers are declining, like the old world and old Europe, it has brilliance but belongs to the brilliance of the sunset, Unsurprisingly, silence and darkness followed. But I saw her playing M's disobedience, struggle, challenge with the new world, and the time that crushed everything, hey, I really like Binoche's strength, like her raising her head, as if she has been on the new bridge The way she dances, she has to keep jumping even if she is strong from the outside and the middle is strong. Without such strength, there would be no M and Binoche, and even now, the camera has been facing her face, although that face is wrinkled. The audience relished: You see that the goddess is old, the light is no longer, and the people are betrayed and separated, the fate of her being abandoned is doomed, yes, yes, there are talented people in the country, and a new generation kills the old, everyone seems to forget this is the truth. It is a film about "her": her past, present, and future. She is still at the top of the list of protagonists at the end of the film. It is M, played by Juliet Binoche. The incomplete has the beauty of the incomplete, the decay has the beauty of the decay, the Jun porcelain fragments, the treasure in the eyes of the people who understand, the fragmented Greek temple, the wind and rain still exists like a temple for thousands of years. But all this has to go through "long mountains, chaos in the clouds", and finally cultivated into the "Xiaoshanqing" of self Ah, time is the moon, and it is futile without it. Without Botox and hyaluronic acid, there is no way to go back in time and reverse growth. Any similar comfort is a bit like. . . hooligan. The non-stop time runs non-stop, and the beauties are reluctant to be beautiful, just like the king is reluctant to be on the throne, looking at the old women in time, there is always a feeling of seeing the dynasties collapse, especially those once glorious times. I feel sorry for M, and I also feel sorry for myself who has never been brilliant, nostalgic for the hard hearts of V and JO's fresh carcasses, and I hate my aging skin. Let's whine, fortunately, Young Qi Sheng can't hear my moan at all, Young Qi Sheng will always move forward, like Jo-Ann's sneering and resolute before she finally leaves. It was a cool autumn, and yesterday the last few roses in the yard opened. After a little hesitation, I cut the only one that was dark red. The texture was like a queen's velvet dress, but unfortunately it was a little lost. It was inserted beside the pillow. In the small crystal bottle, when I was tired of reading a book in bed at night, I glanced at it, surrounded by the fragrant aroma, I felt. . . Next year will be a little more of this variety. . . . . No matter how tumultuous the years pass, what remains in my heart in the end is probably the essence of romance, deepness and deepness that has been washed and precipitated by time. Going back in time and growing back, any kind of soothing is kind of like. . . hooligan. The non-stop time runs non-stop, and the beauties are reluctant to be beautiful, just like the kings are reluctant to take the throne, looking at the old women in time, there is always a feeling of seeing the dynasties collapse, especially those once glorious times. I feel sorry for M, and I also feel sorry for myself who has never been brilliant, nostalgic for the hard hearts of V and JO's fresh carcasses, and I hate my aging skin. Let's whine, fortunately, Young Qi Sheng can't hear my moan at all, Young Qi Sheng will always move forward, like Jo-Ann's sneering and resolute before she finally leaves. It was a cool autumn, and yesterday the last few roses in the yard opened. After a little hesitation, I cut the only one that was dark red. The texture was like a queen's velvet dress, but unfortunately it was a little lost. It was inserted beside the pillow. In the small crystal bottle, when I was tired of reading a book in bed at night, I glanced at it, surrounded by the fragrant aroma, I felt. . . Next year will be a little more of this variety. . . . . No matter how tumultuous the years pass, what remains in my heart in the end is probably the essence of romance, deepness and deepness that has been washed and precipitated by time. Going back in time and growing back, any kind of soothing is kind of like. . . hooligan. The non-stop time runs non-stop, and the beauties are reluctant to be beautiful, just like the kings are reluctant to take the throne, looking at the old women in time, there is always a feeling of seeing the dynasties collapse, especially those once glorious times. I feel sorry for M, and I also feel sorry for myself who has never been brilliant, nostalgic for the hard hearts of V and JO's fresh carcasses, and I hate my aging skin. Let's whine, fortunately, Young Qi Sheng can't hear my moan at all, Young Qi Sheng will always move forward, like Jo-Ann's sneering and resolute before she finally leaves. It was a cool autumn, and yesterday the last few roses in the yard opened. After a little hesitation, I cut the only one that was dark red. The texture was like a queen's velvet dress, but unfortunately it was a little lost. It was inserted beside the pillow. In the small crystal bottle, when I was tired of reading a book in bed at night, I glanced at it, surrounded by the fragrant aroma, I felt. . . Next year will be a little more of this variety. . . . . No matter how tumultuous the years pass, what remains in my heart in the end is probably the essence of romance, deepness and deepness that has been washed and precipitated by time.
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