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Many people talked about her piano performance in the last four minutes. The young girl was so obsessed with her performance but also so mad. It is well known that the tender Schumann's little tunes were played with all her strength and almost completely changed. All objects became Her servants became musical instruments, and she almost danced on the piano. So everyone liked the most or only the last four minutes of tears. But I am fascinated by the frequent interactions between her and her two people during the time when they get along.
Sometimes it is very interesting to watch two hedgehogs that are attracted to each other but each have a thick shell approaching each other. She and she are both burdened with their own heavy past, and the personalities of the two of them are very hard, so it must not be a confluence of tortoises in their own shells, but more hand-to-hand combat: the enemy advances and I retreat, and I advance and the enemy retreats. Some emotionally cross-eyed ping-pong-pong crackling, this is a contest between two people. Sometimes close combat, sometimes sparks splatter, but when one person backs down, the other one must not let the other party's miss, so he would rather take a few more steps to provoke him again. Because I can't bear it, I always think about it.
I like the interaction between two people most. From time to time, because of the same hobbies, the two of them can show the same soft smiles. Like a spring breeze.
Then the two hard-shelled walnuts inadvertently approached a little, little by little. Even when the heart is most open, there is a big rebuttal shot, there are also contests and short and short momentum. In fact, the time when the two people really reconciled is at the last moment. When the young girl was caught after playing a track on the stage, she never bowed her head to others, and made it clear from the beginning that she "will never walk towards others." The "curtsy" girl bowed deeply to the auditorium in such a neat manner. The slight smile was the most charming. She bowed to the old woman because her bright eyes were only looking at her. The real reconciliation and understanding between her and her two people suddenly became clear at this moment. Although it is fleeting, this moment is the end of the movie, and the aftermath still remains.
It is said that meeting people on earth is not easy, so the old woman met her young student. It's a pity that these two guys are both stingy, it's very wrong. It's just that these two women who are far away from each other put on a scene. In my eyes, this scene is wonderful enough. Every move, advancement and retreat are like two hedgehogs meeting. Their personalities have always been publicized or tolerated to maintain their personalities to the end, without the chaos or silence of sudden changes in their personalities. As a result, the struggle between the two women is particularly eye-catching in the gradual progress of time and the slow deterioration of understanding. As an audience, we are told to slowly learn about her or her knowledge and past together with another person. Our perspective is not detached.
The two people knowing each other or not knowing each other has never been a process of getting tired of each other, except for a young girl who said "I like you" very early, but was soon occupied by new emotions and words and deeds. Their walnut shells are always unusually hard, so they are very strong, and you can't see the crookedness.
Too. In such a special environment as a prison, who hasn't passed by? Who dare not pass? Who doesn't tend to be somewhat mad and paranoid for himself? The old woman in her eighty-year-old is self-controlling and rigorous in her behavior. She is somewhat forbearing, but in fact she is the most arrogant and most repellent.
Needless to say, the young child is not often epileptic-like madness is the most difficult time to control and understand.
Who hasn't passed by? And the so-called past years have gathered into scars, and become a kind of publicity and spiritual wall outside.
But she and her heart are actually still soft. The past is the past after all. In the long time together now, she and her are truly immersed in the spring breeze in front of the piano. The bright and soft smiles of the two people in the joyful place are the softest and most true fragrant flower. Blooming instantly, at the same time.
The old woman’s past only originated from that close lover many, many years ago. She died here so miserably, so she was held here by guilt and emotion that no one knew for almost her entire life like a ground-bound spirit. This place used to be a hospital and is now a prison, doing his own piano teacher. She has been here. But she can only stay here all the time. It seems that I have been stuck in my own world, and it seems to be a hobby of doing my favorite music conscientiously. But looking at her staggering back, I just feel sad. She can't get out of herself, she feels a little pity for this talented girl and occasionally a little joy, so the spark of hand-to-hand combat makes her the warmest and most vivid.
The young woman's past is different from the old woman's psychological shadow to death. It's because of the superposition of many shadows: the boyfriend who committed the crime for her boyfriend and went to jail but abandoned her to marry someone else, the psychological trauma to the adoptive father on the piano when he was young. As well as the prison life shown at the beginning of the movie, it is the reason why her mood sinks into darkness. At the beginning of the movie, the sky was not yet fully bright. In the slightly bright blue and blue morning, the orange-red morning sun was shining, and the sun was almost warmly shining from the window into the room. She was in bed half asleep and half awake. I felt that the direct sunlight was blocked by something shaking: it was actually the body of a roommate who had hanged himself. In the warm, cold, blue and orange temperature of the morning sun, a person beside him quietly broke into a corpse— -If this is the case, why don't ordinary people be irritated to death? So her paranoia and tyrannical tendency, even if she was kind and beautiful, she couldn't fail to be a ghost in such a hell, so she finally understood.
It's just that she and her, by chance, met in such a prison without spring breeze. Then she played the most fascinating piano, in the roar of music crawling out of the piano when she was in handcuffs. Either arrogant or violent or low-sighted, she and her, just like this, slowly approached each other in the daily details. Her embarrassed face and her light smile are the most lingering.
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