It's another Oscar film for best actress, a story about chocolate that happened in a small French town, a story that can't be missed. The strong French accent brought us into this quiet French town. A beautiful woman with a daughter came to the town. She opened a warm and beautiful handmade chocolate shop on Siyue Fasting Day in spite of tradition. The mayor could not accept this beautifully dressed and disrespectful foreigner, so he spread rumors that she was a wicked woman and asked the whole town to exclude her. This is the case in a small town, people talk, every little thing will be known to everyone, most people are clumsy and do not have their own opinions. But there are always special people who don't care about others' evaluations, just do things and live casually. The hostess can make very beautiful and delicious chocolates. She has a magical turntable. She understands people's hearts and can match people's preferences. Her empathy and hospitality always attract people involuntarily. She is a beautiful woman with a forgiving and kind heart. When others were indifferent, she still responded with enthusiasm, and finally moved many people, even the rigid mayor. The town accepts her with a lively and peaceful atmosphere. In winter, the cold wind is always unforgiving, it blows fiercely, and is icy. But there is a cup of hot chocolate on hand, and my heart is warm all at once. Facing the dazzling chocolates, I couldn't help but dig out the last plate of New Zealand chocolate to feast on. Mouth, sweet; heart, sweet. "We still have towns we haven't visited, people in need we haven't helped, wars we haven't fought." The promise of admitting that we are not yet old enough to be stable is too tempting. The world is big, and we still have so many places to go. Wandering, wandering, no destination, no return date. Local natives in Central America worship the gods with a drink mixed with coarse cocoa and a small amount of chili. They believe that cocoa can release their inner desires and reveal the fate of their destiny. Meet you, should I stop wandering? A cup of warm hot chocolate, in the cold winter, the heart is still warm. I really like the priest’s first sermon not controlled by the mayor’s will at the end of the film—— "I think we can't go around... measuring our goodness by what we don't do, by what we deny ourselves... what we resist... and who we exclude.
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