She is a cleaner. Walking on the deserted streets of Paris, her hair was disheveled, her mouth was curled strangely, her eyes filled with sensitivity. She loves to paint. She lives in a small and leaky house. Except for her cleaner partner, she has no friends. There is never a common language between her and her mother who occasionally meets. She went to work alone, went home alone, and coughed tightly in the cold winter.
He is a cook. Always busy in the noisy kitchen, working every day from early morning to midnight, the only rest day, riding a motorcycle for several hours in the cold wind, to see the only relatives who depend on each other in the nursing home-grandma. He often loses his temper. He takes different women home. He drinks and smokes in rock and roll to release his tiredness.
Freeberry? He is a declining nobleman, kind and gentle, with an angelic radiant temperament, a big house, a box of exquisite and expensive kitchen utensils uploaded by his ancestors, full of knowledge and unchangeable nervous stuttering.
Grandma Paulette, an old lady who lives with her grandchildren, has an idyllic and heavenly home. She is picky and hard to get along with, but very innocent, and treats her beloved cats and dogs kindly.
These little people, at first living in Paris, were tired and lonely. The little characters met together and accidentally created a lot of warmth.
He and her lie down in the night and chat, saying that their lonely life experience, "Do you like to make me cry? But I prefer you to hug me tightly."
She began to smile briskly, and she drew more Painting, his eyes are clearer; he no longer quarrels with his beloved grandma, he breaks the previous practice of not cooking, and cooks soup for them. Freebeli had a beloved woman, got rid of his stuttering, and started his dream career in acting.
She painted for them, painted for Fo, painted a broken-hearted pig, painted nude for him, and painted a half-breasted picture for the grandmother. She took good care of his grandma, and they gave her her first hilarious birthday in her life.
On this day, it was like the dark night gave birth to a few stars suddenly, shone on their bored, messy, and anxious life, and suddenly became a little poetic.
There is a
brilliant dialogue in the story: She asked where Fribeli went to work
, said: I was at the
Fribeli museum and asked where
she went to work. She said that I was in the office
and when Frank walked out, she finally said:
Actually, I am here. Selling postcards, selling postcards around the museum
and she said, I do cleaning in the office.
People's real life is like she can't admit that she is cleaning in the office, and Fu is selling postcards around the museum, with anxiety, confusion and bitterness.
When they got together and cared for each other, the sky of Paris was gloomy at first and warm later. The red wine in Paris was sour at first and sweet later.
Postscript:
Looking at the nervous corners of Audrey Tatou's mouth and the clear eyes of the elf, I finally don't have to regret that this nervous French elf wasted on hollow performances in Hollywood.
Gyöm Kaneh was a few years older than when he took the photo of Two Little No Guess, his eyes were less cunning, and his messy curly hair and brown beard made him more French sad and romantic.
The surly grandmother played by Francewas Beding is so cute.
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