Can't forget the slow motion of the blind samurai rushing towards the horse thief.
I can't forget the time when Ouyang Feng's sister-in-law looked out the window.
I can't forget the moment when Peach Blossom looked up in the river and looked back.
I can't forget the moment when Ouyang Feng looked west in isolation in the flying smoke in the desert.
I can't forget the moment when Huang Yaoshi rode his horse and galloped away.
I can't forget the desperate cry of practicing swords in the river of loneliness and defeat.
I can't forget a lot of things about "Evil and Poison in the West": shots, lines, artistic conception, stories.
I don't know how Mr. Jin Yong commented on "Evil and Poison in the West". Perhaps, Mr. Gu Long prefers this style. In my eyes, Jianghu is like this, so I think this is the best martial arts movie I have ever seen.
In fact, there is no need to regard "Dong Xie Xi Du" as a martial arts film, literary films or philosophical films can be put on its head, martial arts and rivers and lakes are just shells.
Because of love, they hate; because of love, they are jealous; because they can't get it, they don't let others get it... It's not just a sense of chivalry and righteousness that only people in the rivers and lakes have, isn't everyone living like this?
The blind warrior's best friend fell in love with his woman, what would you do if it were you? There may be countless ways, but there is always one like him - quitting, giving her to him, and thinking of her silently in a certain corner.
Ouyang Feng's favorite woman married his brother. In reality, there will be people like him - far away from home, but feeling lonely on every rainy night. Perhaps, as vicious as he is, he is not happy, and he hopes that the world cannot be happier than himself.
Huang Yaoshi sees Ouyang Feng once a year, in fact, it is for Ouyang Feng's sister-in-law, so that he has the opportunity to see her. The feeling of secret love is the same for everyone in the world. The beauty is unparalleled, and the desolation is immeasurable. No matter how long you dream, what you get is not what you want.
Murong Yan (or Murong Yan)'s love for Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng's love for his eldest sister-in-law, and the blind warrior's love for his wife, which one is untouchable and heartfelt. How is the result? The more precious it is, the more you can't get it, and the more beautiful it is, the more incomplete it will be. Otherwise, why do people like to watch tragedies?
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