In an age that shouldn't have existed, that young man, who escaped the ups and downs of the top aspirations, escaped the bumps of the right path, but failed to escape a single stare in the flow of your eyes. What kind of era was that, when women in that era danced lightly in dresses, long hair fluttered, and the wind was messy, and men in that era walked alone in the wilderness, leaving only a vast back; there were not so many black ones in that era, Flesh-colored stockings were crawling all over the floor. In those days, men loved women with tenderness and tenderness, and women didn't need to show people "fierce".
At that time, I was an ignorant young man, and you were a beautiful face; today, I am a poor scholar who has lost his way to the world, and you are a woman who has passed away without confusion. Why, provoke me so many years of lovesickness? This lovesickness is very long, and it needs you to sit quietly opposite me and listen to me and you talk slowly.
There are women who show off their head and show their posture, show off their coquettish style, and they are called coquettish. You have also twisted your waist into a silver snake, lit your red lips into fire, and painted your eyebrows and eyes into ecstasy. I call it charming. Sao is without its quality, pretending to do its own thing. Mei is to look forward to the appearance, completely natural. The tenderness in her bones is something she can't learn. Like the bright water waves in summer, the viewers are all dazzled, she is only a natural existence, and naturally reveals a style like water. One of your transfers in front of the big screen actually provoked me to search for your eyebrows and eyes in the world. In high school, the girl I once missed had your tenderness in the corner of her eyes. In my freshman year, on that Mid-Autumn Festival night, a woman's eyes seemed to have stayed in the river of time for a long time. I thought of that girl, the girl who was destined to disappear in the years. I will never see you again in this life. Walking alone on campus, Head down, watching the tears fall into the dust. That night I had a dream that I was embracing a thin and thin woman in white, crying and ecstasy. One day a few years later, this dream became a reality, and the consequence was that I would wake up calling her name from the dream for a long, long time. All this has nothing to do with you, all this has nothing to do with you?
Some say it's just a movie.
Some people say that you are just an actor, an actor.
Some people say that you once fell in love with a wealthy businessman, and then you were ruthlessly abandoned because of "prodigal";
Some people say that you have let down a man, a male artist who is as tender as water and ignores previous suspicions.
You said, slowly find yourself in loneliness and let go of the past, very good, very good.
He said, just let the past go with the wind, all go with the wind, all go with the wind. . .
For some women, I am willing to give everything just to stay together for a lifetime; for some women, I am willing to give my whole life just to be entwined for one night; for you, I am willing to give everything to live up to my life, and the affection I have for all women in my life, I will stare at you again, Hug, kiss lightly.
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