In the early morning, the bright moon was in the sky, and the old woman told the mysterious call from another world.
In the morning, someone starts a new day, someone starts a new life.
In between...is the hustle and bustle, the hustle and bustle, the gorgeous, the plain life of ordinary days...
At night, dragging fatigue and excitement, holding hope and fear, the world gradually returns to silence.
In the middle of the night, there was lightning and thunder, and the miracle that the girl longed for did not happen.
From the slums of the Middle East to the mansions of Dubai, from the desolate plateaus to the claustrophobic jungles, from the agility of birth to the fear of dying, from a specific mortal thing to the bustling crowd. Different races and skin colors, different lives and stories, there is an inexplicable amiability and moving when looking at them. When I look at other people, I feel that many of them are me. Your past self, your present self, your future self...
what's in your bag? what do you love? What are you afraid of? At the end of the day, it's asking everyone -- what do you care about?
We all care about things, and we all look forward to encountering beauty, or even wonder. However, just like the last girl, nothing happened, and time was about to end. Confusion, grievance, sadness, regret, and even some anger... Later, perhaps because she saw the beauty and light of the soul itself, she smiled with tears...
Put aside the movie. I was thinking, is there a possibility, maybe beauty and miracles are everywhere, just like the legendary great beauty is invisible and great love is silent, but we always utilitarian and narrowly expect what it can bring us, so Always confused and regretful. Perhaps, we should think about it the other way around, what can we do for the love and beauty of life when we raise our hands, run and walk? - Don't expect to be surprised by anything else, to be surprised by anything else, don't expect to be moved by anything else, to be moved by something else. Maybe it's not that difficult. With a heart, there will always be a few sparkles. Sow a seed, and there will be green hope.
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