Love like never been hurt;
sing like no one is listening;
dance like no one is watching;
work like you don't need money;
live like today is After watching this movie like the end of the world
, I just remembered this passage.
I think it would be really nice if there is a voice over.
This dead house likes machinery, war, ugly, fat, single, and has never met a man whose woman lives with her mother until she is 40. And see an old man having sex with his own old mother. I think most men are much, much better than their 40s. Movies may be more dramatic than life, but life is actually much harder than movies. Perhaps this is the reason why this movie has to appear with such an extreme label. A story of healing and redemption is completed with such a perverted label. Neither deliberately provocative, nor too much sadness, just the right calm picture, full of conflicting character relationships. If there is really any story that can make people feel emotionally and quickly blend into the grief of the protagonist, then its expression technique, its surprisingly restrained, only a few bits and pieces perfectly make the plot and emotional catharsis overflow the feeling of the screen. People have to admire. The mastery of love, of life, of character transformation is amazing. It is a healing story, when an ugly fat man who has never touched a woman, a pervert in the eyes of a neighbor, a good child in the eyes of his mother, a shy idiot who is not good at speaking, falls in love and silently acts as a man who is more gentle than a gentleman, When he was a kinder man than his brother next door, we found that he unknowingly used his persistence in love, restraint in ugliness, and kindness towards everyone to shine on us like a sun.
It's a satirical story. On the screen, what the police consider a pedophile pervert treats children equally, friendly, kind, and gentle. In a 40-year bachelor who is as strange as a monster in the neighbor's father's mind, he is so obsessed with love, and his body and sex are more important than anything else. Holding on to what everyone thinks is pointless. In the eyes of my colleagues, he is a cowardly, dumb, timid fat man, but he only treats the ugly corners with kindness, and treats everything equally with a friendly nature. It also uses the bottom line to restrain and fight back against all the evils that should be fought. And the irony is that we, off-screen, don't label everyone to slander and insult people in our lives. We could be the single dad who sees the weird 40 year old uncle being single is a monster, could be the fair and equal cop who thinks he's a fat pedophile. Or an elderly parent who thinks he should obey you and not change his tone and cowardly. It may also be those colleagues who insulted him again and again, built their happiness on the pain of others, trampled on the hearts and bodies of others again and again, and used violence or language. How hypocritical and ugly we are, we are so sarcastic that we are labelled by all kinds of bitches, all kinds of diaosi, Bai Fumei, Gao Fushuai to the love off-screen. It wasn't him who was single at 40 who was really ugly, it was all of us. This is another sad and beautiful story. It is sad when the love that is sincere and full of courage is rejected again and again. But when I pick up more courage again and again, it is as beautiful as I have never been hurt to face love and selfless devotion to myself. It is a sad, sad story when he was insulted by his neighbors and trampled on his self-esteem again and again. But every time I knock on the door with indifference with tolerance and finally with forgiveness, I get the greatest respect and understanding and it is so warm. When bullying and insulting his colleague made him lose his doubts and humility towards his colleague, he chose to believe in a new environment and a new colleague without hesitation, when he chose to integrate, and when he chose to treat him with kindness and trust, he was respected and received Friends, get friendship. His courage is in love, in life, in work. I have been defeated and increased again and again, and I have been understood and respected again and again in life and work. Finally find the courage, dignity and self-confidence in life in the lost love.
I think at the end of the flight he kept expecting the depressed woman to show up. Not seen on the cloister. He smiled as the plane took to the sky, not the woman. But his heart also flew to the sky, just like for Zai, he is not limited to this small town and the self-abased self at the beginning. Flying to the sky is like his heart and love, and it is no longer limited to that one depressed woman. . He did what he had to do, he had a wider sky, and his love could flow to more people and places.
So he laughed. We cried. He smiled happily, found self-esteem, found himself, found love. We cried because we were moved, because this dedication or this person who did not ask for return and selfless dedication gained great treasures. And we are selfish so we end up with nothing. So let's cry.
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